Crashing and Hunting

[Zathra Fett]

[member="Venris Helion"]​

Fire's blazed around and a YT-1300 light Freighter lay burrowed within the ground. Everything was busted upon it and fire and smoke razed through the ship like a horde of wasps, luckily their were no wasps just fire and smoke. Zathra's eyes suddenly jumped open and she tried her best to look around but felt a sharp pain in her right arm and down her side. She tried to stands up but something cold and thick was holding her arm down. Zathra glimpsed over slightly while putting her left hand to her head to stop some bleeding, she let out a surprised gasp and a slight cry of pain. Her arm was pinned down by a large metal bar from her ship and it was bleeding heavily from the elbow down. Zathra couldn't even feel her arm for some reason until she figured it out, her right arm was broken. Zathra tried her best to lift the bar off of her arm but with no success, luckily she found a crowbar from her armory on her ship. She lifted the crowbar into the bar and then pushed up with all of her might, the bar fell away with a loud thud and clank. Zathra through the bar away and slowly stood up while gripping her right arm with her left hand tightly. She slowly limped out of the ship and then once out her vision began to fade to black. Zathra also felt a hard throbbing in her head before realizing that she had a concussion. Zathra's vision then faded to black as she looked back and saw her ship explode into hundreds of pieces of shrapnel and metal flying in every direction.​

 

[Venris Helion]

[member="Zathra Collik"]

A distance away, somebody else felt the subtle edges of this explosion; a sudden draft, the distant clap of sound, but the more obvious part had been the pillar of smoke rising in the distance from where another person had set up camp.

He gazed towards the site of the exp,osion, unable to see it clearly through the mist and swamps below, and held his communicator to his mouth. "Headhunter to Renegade, just sighted detonation within in clear visual range, but the area itself is obstructed. Anything to tell me from the scanners on board?"

"Affirmative, Headhunter. We picked up at least one vessel entering that region...not likely to be any survivors based off what we're seeing from up here."

"Maintain position and go to radio silence." The man ordered. "I'll check it out myself."

Venris Helion gathered his weapons and set out, taking a single step over the ledge where he'd established his camp and let himself drop down almost a hundred feet to the ground where he cushioned his landing and came down in a crouch before jogging into the swamp area, avoiding deep water and nimbly traversing roots sticking out of the murky liquid.

"This is why I karkin' hate Dathomir," Venris Helion muttered, praying that he didn't run into another Rancor.

Now, one might wish to know why Venris was back on the world of mist and witches....again. The simple answer: he was looking into more witch clans to see if he could find the one that had exiled the very witch whose marks were burnt into his shoulder blades. He'd set up camp in a nice and high spot, elevated enough to give him a view and keep him out of reach of any Rancor.

 

[Zathra Fett]

[member="Venris Helion"] [member="Rekina"]​

Within the sky above a medium sized cruiser lied with some fires raging upon it's right broadside and some on it's frontal hull and part of the bridge. Mercenaries walked through the corridors of the ship while astromech droids took out the fires and began to repair the internal damage of the ship. A figure in a silver suit of armor and a purple cloak sat upon a throne like bridge control console. Upon the arm rests of the throne laid a multitude of different colored buttons and a overlay screen connected to a external camera replaying the scene of the light freighter being shot down. The Figure was none other than High Governor Liko, or known to Zathra as her employer and he was the person she was supposed to deliver her smuggling shipment to....but she failed in the process. Now Governor Liko had shot her down for her failure for delivering the precious cargo that he so desperately needed, a shipment of Coritois. But now, luckily that treasure was in the deep seas of Kamino, nearly impossible to find now. Governor Liko's voice boomed over the intercom of the cruiser.​

"Send a fleet of dropships down to search the crash site, and to make sure the job is done right....I'm coming with you, Governor Liko out!"​