Nunak
Trooper
Upon the icy tundra and frozen winds of Arkania stood a lone figure, eschewed of armor in place of more practical winter clothing seemingly fashioned from leathers procured from a past hunt. In one hand the tall humanoid held a a lengthy rifle, equipped with basic optics, and in the other a sheathed blade.
Rather than join the rest of the soldiers in returning to Carida, the Cathar sought it best to spend some time getting familiar with the fauna of a world he had yet never seen. In the inhospitable wastes he waited patiently for a prospect, moving only when he felt the need.
Despite leather and fur the cold bit at his flesh and snow collected on any surface it could find. It was nothing like home, but there was no reason it had to be. This frosted planet possessed its own beauty and charm, if one was willing to appreciate it. The dark skies, ivory hills, and jagged spires were unfamiliar, but not unwelcoming.
After three hours of searching Nunak trudged towards a singular mound, plopping down next to it to rest. Using the supplies he had brought with the Cathar started a rudimentary fire with a mix of tinder, military fire tabs, and old pieces of wood he collected long before deciding to trek out into Arkania's wilderness. Tearing open a ration be poured the various chunks and powders of a 'main dish' into his canteen, giving it a couple of shakes before laying it atop the fire to cook.
Rather than join the rest of the soldiers in returning to Carida, the Cathar sought it best to spend some time getting familiar with the fauna of a world he had yet never seen. In the inhospitable wastes he waited patiently for a prospect, moving only when he felt the need.
Despite leather and fur the cold bit at his flesh and snow collected on any surface it could find. It was nothing like home, but there was no reason it had to be. This frosted planet possessed its own beauty and charm, if one was willing to appreciate it. The dark skies, ivory hills, and jagged spires were unfamiliar, but not unwelcoming.
After three hours of searching Nunak trudged towards a singular mound, plopping down next to it to rest. Using the supplies he had brought with the Cathar started a rudimentary fire with a mix of tinder, military fire tabs, and old pieces of wood he collected long before deciding to trek out into Arkania's wilderness. Tearing open a ration be poured the various chunks and powders of a 'main dish' into his canteen, giving it a couple of shakes before laying it atop the fire to cook.