Character
R I S H I
Tag:
Veyla Krinn
The jungles of Rishi were alive with sound, a symphony of echoing cries and rustling leaves carried on the heavy, humid air. Towering trees stretched skyward, their broad canopies knitting together into a near-constant shade, broken only by shafts of pale sunlight that pierced the dense foliage. The ground was a tangled mess of roots, vines, and moss, every step a reminder that the world was untamed and watchful. Strange avian calls echoed across the cliffs, and the ever-present buzz of unseen insects lingered at the edges of hearing. It was a place that seemed to breathe with its own rhythm, a wild and dangerous beauty where every shadow hinted at predator or prey, and where even the silence promised no safety.
The leaves made a distinct crunch noise as his foot stepped across them, his stance low as he made his way through the jungle, his armor making the humid air bearable whilst his head scanned around his surroundings, Renn was an experienced hunter but knew most importantly that if they were to get their prey, they didn't need something else making prey of them first.
An arm came up abruptly as he clenched his fist, a sign that conveyed for the Mandalorian behind him to stop their movement. "Hold up, something in the clearing ahead of us, not sure if it's what we're looking for, but let me check it out before we go barreling through the jungle and coaxing it into attacking us until we can find the target we are looking for." The man's voice was not the thunder of a god, but the iron command of a man who had borne the weight of many campaigns. Deep and steady, it carried a calm certainty that left no room for doubt, each word measured as though forged with purpose. It was not booming, it was clear, deliberate, and resonant, the kind of voice that silenced a room without ever needing to rise in volume. There was a quiet intensity to it, a steady fire that spoke of battle and sacrifice.
He motioned towards the newer member of his station, a Mandalorian who held experience but needed to learn what it took to hold membership in the Empire's Death Watch. "Time to prove yourself newblood, your with me, low and slow, don't let me catch you slacking, we don't have time to play today." Renn's hand gestured back towards the fresh member, gesturing them forward as he broke away from the group towards the break in the thick forest.
Time to prove yourself.
