Mrrew
Monstercat
South Korriban
The yellow and black freighter christened The Gnasp appeared in the upper atmosphere of Korriban, over a massive stretch of nothing but desert wastland. Bobawwa stood in the center of the ship, preparing the Chiru rifle that Beast Hunter's Guild had loaned them, as well as the other equipment they'd have to use, while Frederic Juusk drove the ship. They'd sent other hunters after this contract almost a galactic standard month ago, with no word heard back from them. For all they knew, the Tuk'atas ate them. So Bobawwa and Frederic Juusk were sent to capture the beasts; four young Tuk'ata. The large wookiee grunted under his breath as he looked over the equipment he'd laid out, all loaded and cleaned; his bowcaster with a few dozen quarrels, the Chiru rifle with a dozen darts, and Frederic Juusk's "prized rifle that could hit a womp rat at one thousand meters". Which, was really, just an old blaster rifle that could barely work. But Bobawwa cleaned it nontheless, and lined it up with the other weapons. Everything would have to be in top condition if they were going to get out of this without getting eaten. (Sorry Matsu, had to get this done.)