Velok the Younger
When I Was A Young Warthog
The ancient mining world of Eol Sha had always been home to very few people. Frequent tectonic terrors, volcanos, earthquakes, brought death to most who tried to carve out a life here. Magma ran close to the surface, erupting into lava flows. Immense fireworms swam in molten rock.
Their scales would block a lightsabre, but shatter in the process. Assuming enough fireworms could be tracked and defeated, the Fringers could secure a decent supply of scales, enough to replace those damaged in various inevitable fights. (Did I not mention that the Fringe had uses for such things?)
Powerful sensors had given them at least some idea of where to look, but the sensor contacts were intermittent and the subterranean chasms nastily complex. It would still fall to individuals or pairs of Fringers to fight each dragon alone, while handling lack of footing, splattering lava, and the fact that lightsabres bounced off these suckers.
Who wouldn't want in on this?
Their scales would block a lightsabre, but shatter in the process. Assuming enough fireworms could be tracked and defeated, the Fringers could secure a decent supply of scales, enough to replace those damaged in various inevitable fights. (Did I not mention that the Fringe had uses for such things?)
Powerful sensors had given them at least some idea of where to look, but the sensor contacts were intermittent and the subterranean chasms nastily complex. It would still fall to individuals or pairs of Fringers to fight each dragon alone, while handling lack of footing, splattering lava, and the fact that lightsabres bounced off these suckers.
Who wouldn't want in on this?