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With eyes turned to the sky, the gathered villagers watched in unison as multiple spacecraft fell upon their home from above. Three ships, what appeared to be disk-like shuttles, had just entered the planet's atmosphere, making a quick descent towards the islands below. There were no expected arrivals or scheduled deliveries in this region, and so a sense of dread filled the many humans and non-humans alike. If not Imperial forces, the incoming ships likely belonged to raiders, or even worse... Slavers.
In no time at all, the ships were already skimming over the green ocean of Sanctuary, on a fast approach towards the island where the onlookers currently resided. A few of them had a blaster pistol, maybe a rifle or two, but what good would it do them against such numbers? Many among the island villages were strictly pacifist too, meaning it was unlikely raiders and their like would encounter much resistance. Two of the ships suddenly broke out of formation, disappearing into the distance as the lead craft eventually came to a halt.
It touched down on the makeshift landing pad, powering off once the loading ramp was deployed. A lone, familiar figure in a dark suit then emerged, much to the surprise of the small crowd that had decided to greet the new arrival. Flicking a small deathstick from his snout, the Rodian stepped foot onto the rocky island's surface. "Didn't think I forgot about my people, did you?" Cheedo remarked to no one in particular, laughing briefly before joining the others. It had been quite some time since he had been on Sanctuary, and he had a lot of catching up to do with his old friends.
More importantly however, Cheedo had sent an encrypted transmission some time ago, to his old boss @Arekk. If anyone could crack it, it would be him. The message was minimal and to the and point, a meeting scheduled here, two hours from now. He only hoped the man would show.
In no time at all, the ships were already skimming over the green ocean of Sanctuary, on a fast approach towards the island where the onlookers currently resided. A few of them had a blaster pistol, maybe a rifle or two, but what good would it do them against such numbers? Many among the island villages were strictly pacifist too, meaning it was unlikely raiders and their like would encounter much resistance. Two of the ships suddenly broke out of formation, disappearing into the distance as the lead craft eventually came to a halt.
It touched down on the makeshift landing pad, powering off once the loading ramp was deployed. A lone, familiar figure in a dark suit then emerged, much to the surprise of the small crowd that had decided to greet the new arrival. Flicking a small deathstick from his snout, the Rodian stepped foot onto the rocky island's surface. "Didn't think I forgot about my people, did you?" Cheedo remarked to no one in particular, laughing briefly before joining the others. It had been quite some time since he had been on Sanctuary, and he had a lot of catching up to do with his old friends.
More importantly however, Cheedo had sent an encrypted transmission some time ago, to his old boss @Arekk. If anyone could crack it, it would be him. The message was minimal and to the and point, a meeting scheduled here, two hours from now. He only hoped the man would show.