Drauchir could hardly believe that he had been gone for almost 2 years. A lot had changed since the first time he had arrived to Vjun. Back then, he knew practically nothing about the great dark beyond that was the Galaxy. All he had known was Eregion, and the teachings of his people. But Ra had taken him in and offered him a home in the Dark Hand. A group whose purpose was to combat the threat of the Sith.
A fight which he was reminded was not going in their favor, as he trekked through through the terrain of Vjun to his old crash site. From the reports he had read, the Sith Empire had invaded the planet, and forced Ra and the Dark Hand to move to a new safe haven. But that was not why he was here. He had no intention of needlessly mourning a loss that had long since passed.
His focus was upon finding Eryneth, his apprentice that had gone missing the day they had crash landed here. Something which more sharply came to the forefront of his thoughts as he arrived to the wreckage of the YX-1980. A ship which he had intended to have repaired for his travels amongst the stars. But which had been too extensively damaged to make it worthwhile nor repairable in the time frame he had needed it in.
Thankfully, however, all of the relics of importance had been cleared from the ship and any data had been stored within the pendant he wore around his neck. Something he was grateful for as he picked his way through the wreckage, examining the storage bay that Eryneth had been sucked out of. While it seemed a fools task to come back here after so long looking for clues, it was the only lead he had. And he had a feeling that people would not quickly forget a young woman with platinum blonde hair.
He emerged from the ship, looking back along the trail of destruction. His focus shifting toward the city that he knew resided in that direction. If she had gone anywhere after the crash, he suspected that would have been it. Vjun's climate was harsh enough that she could not avoid a population center. And so he jumped clear of the ship and headed off toward the city on foot, hoping she was either still there, or had left him a clue as to where she was now.
He paused a moment then, glancing back behind toward the wreckage. While he could not see anyone there, something tugged at the edge of his senses. Like he was being followed. He shook his head and continued his trek toward the city. If anyone wished to follow him and try take him by surprise, then let them. He was more then ready to defend himself.
[member=Bryn Celli Ddu]
