Darth Narakada
The Ancient
The ship touched down on the quiet outskirts of a Nabooian forest. The engine winded down with a healthy, characteristic whine. The armor clad Dathomir walked down the ramp and turned heel to the deeper part of the forest. It was quiet and peaceful, the antithesis of Nar'Vash's likings. With a few final steps, he came upon a sunlit clearing of the trees.
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