Daniel Imura
Enter snowman
Daniel trudged through the immense cold of Hoth's surface, wearing his normal attire of a dark shirt and pants. Even though he was technically used to the cold, living on Ilum for quite some time, Hoth was a purely different type of cold. While Ilum was calm and still for the most part, Hoth was well known for its intense snowstorms. Even still, the young man put all of that in complete disregard. All he needed was his prized slug pistol, Icebreaker, and his own wits. The white pistol holstered in the small of his back, Daniel pressed onward through the snow, trying to find a decent spot to search for the crystals. He knew there had to be some here; that was only common sense. If Ilum, as cold as it was, could be so jam-packed with crystals, there was no reason Hoth shouldn't be. Eventually, he would notice a small valley over the horizon, complete with a frozen lake, trees, and plenty of nooks and crannies where the little treasures might be. Perfect. Continuing on into the valley, he kept his eyes on the constant lookout for any creatures around, and kept his mind alert through the force. Something was nearby...
[member="Rael sul B'an"]
[member="Rael sul B'an"]