Hemlock Briar
Plant loving Draethos
Endor
Spaceport
Midday
Hemlock had just landed on the forest planet from Bakura. The Fringe had heard word of pirates taking base on Endor and kidnapping the Wisties in the area. Wisties were a luminescent species native to the planet who floated around and appeared as though they were ablaze in beautiful shades of gold, white, red, or blue. They were called fire fairies by some, but they were peace loving creatures who only provided beautiful light-shows amid the dense forest spreading over the moon.
Hemlock took the job without a second question. He had recently taken more lessons on how to weild a lightsaber for defense and figured he would be able to quell the pirate group without taking any lives. Sometimes the peace loving Draethos knew he had to use his blade to save the lives of those worth saving. These little creatures had done nothing and yet they were getting sold on the black market by thieves and collectors alike, only to be locked away for someone’s sick pleasure.
There was at least one other person coming along, a fellow healer and empath. The Fringe had sent him too, he was to meet him near the outpost. The other padawan was also a follower of peace, so hopefully with their combined efforts no blades would be drawn, but that wasn’t always possible.
It wasn't long however before the beautiful greens and browns of the towering trees outside the spaceport lured the rogue padawan away from the hustle and bustle. He had about a mile to go before he hit the first Fringe outpost where he could find his speeder bike. From there he would have to travel several miles to the rumored outpost. There were about fifteen pirates in all the scouts reported, carrying automatic weapons and some grenades, the criminals likely were as dangerous as they sounded.
The brown robes over his purple skin tone seemed to get sucked in by the lavish hues of the forest, it was like camouflage if you weren’t paying attention. Hemlock was hoping that he would find the other healer soon; he was likely to arrive at the same time. The Fringe was a very close network of planets. It was exciting to get to do good in Fringe space. Hemlock prided himself on following the living Force to wherever it guided him, causing only good wherever he went. It wasn’t often that the Fringe had problems, or at least ones he could solve without losing his head, but it was nice to be able to support people he knew were going to appreciate it.
@[member="Anders Sivas"]
Spaceport
Midday
Hemlock had just landed on the forest planet from Bakura. The Fringe had heard word of pirates taking base on Endor and kidnapping the Wisties in the area. Wisties were a luminescent species native to the planet who floated around and appeared as though they were ablaze in beautiful shades of gold, white, red, or blue. They were called fire fairies by some, but they were peace loving creatures who only provided beautiful light-shows amid the dense forest spreading over the moon.
Hemlock took the job without a second question. He had recently taken more lessons on how to weild a lightsaber for defense and figured he would be able to quell the pirate group without taking any lives. Sometimes the peace loving Draethos knew he had to use his blade to save the lives of those worth saving. These little creatures had done nothing and yet they were getting sold on the black market by thieves and collectors alike, only to be locked away for someone’s sick pleasure.
There was at least one other person coming along, a fellow healer and empath. The Fringe had sent him too, he was to meet him near the outpost. The other padawan was also a follower of peace, so hopefully with their combined efforts no blades would be drawn, but that wasn’t always possible.
It wasn't long however before the beautiful greens and browns of the towering trees outside the spaceport lured the rogue padawan away from the hustle and bustle. He had about a mile to go before he hit the first Fringe outpost where he could find his speeder bike. From there he would have to travel several miles to the rumored outpost. There were about fifteen pirates in all the scouts reported, carrying automatic weapons and some grenades, the criminals likely were as dangerous as they sounded.
The brown robes over his purple skin tone seemed to get sucked in by the lavish hues of the forest, it was like camouflage if you weren’t paying attention. Hemlock was hoping that he would find the other healer soon; he was likely to arrive at the same time. The Fringe was a very close network of planets. It was exciting to get to do good in Fringe space. Hemlock prided himself on following the living Force to wherever it guided him, causing only good wherever he went. It wasn’t often that the Fringe had problems, or at least ones he could solve without losing his head, but it was nice to be able to support people he knew were going to appreciate it.
@[member="Anders Sivas"]