Worrarg
Character
The creature huddled in the corner of the ship, it's body was slowed to allow it to endure the long travel without eating or moving too much. And also to let it focus on warping the light to make its massive figure even harder to detect. It was no master of the skill, but it had learned it over time. Constantly trying to avoid detection. Combine the natural shadows of the ship, the ability to see every angle, and layer some of those shadows or lighting just right. And it would be very hard to realize without already knowing it was there or doing a very specific search.
It was aware mostly of the kind of ship it was stowed on, naturally. Cargo and freighter ships were always the best, this one had a good sized hold meaning there was plenty of room. They were taking at least some of their shipment to someone specific, mandalorian was what he heard. It sounded like they were a little uncertain on that decision. He had heard of such beings before. But he wasn't yet sure what he thought of them. They seemed more on the 'fight' or "War" side of things than just the 'predator' side as he was. Still, he was curious what he would find. Perhaps, he thought, he could watch from the shadows still. See how they worked.
The ship came to it's destination finally, and Worrarg peered through the crates and walls with his force sight. The only sight he had, waiting for all to be clear so he could find a way to exit. And also so he might observe them.
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It was aware mostly of the kind of ship it was stowed on, naturally. Cargo and freighter ships were always the best, this one had a good sized hold meaning there was plenty of room. They were taking at least some of their shipment to someone specific, mandalorian was what he heard. It sounded like they were a little uncertain on that decision. He had heard of such beings before. But he wasn't yet sure what he thought of them. They seemed more on the 'fight' or "War" side of things than just the 'predator' side as he was. Still, he was curious what he would find. Perhaps, he thought, he could watch from the shadows still. See how they worked.
The ship came to it's destination finally, and Worrarg peered through the crates and walls with his force sight. The only sight he had, waiting for all to be clear so he could find a way to exit. And also so he might observe them.
