Naomi Carolina
Short-stack
BARKESH
Canyon Port
The spitfire redhead never thought she’d be able to set foot on the rusty clay earth of her homeworld again. Not with the First Order occupation. But like all things in the verse, powers seemed to rise and fall faster than the chaffing of wheat.
And so, here Naomi was. No FO checkpoints. No bucketheads. Just the aftermath of war. Half-burned structures that were never rebuilt. Pockets of land once lush looking like craters. The girl was here to try and find her family. See if they survived.
See what else was left.
Hopefully not get arrested.
Canyon Port
The spitfire redhead never thought she’d be able to set foot on the rusty clay earth of her homeworld again. Not with the First Order occupation. But like all things in the verse, powers seemed to rise and fall faster than the chaffing of wheat.
And so, here Naomi was. No FO checkpoints. No bucketheads. Just the aftermath of war. Half-burned structures that were never rebuilt. Pockets of land once lush looking like craters. The girl was here to try and find her family. See if they survived.
See what else was left.
Hopefully not get arrested.