First Reply The First Step

[Kyyrk]

P I L G R I M
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This was not an unexpected visit. No, he'd felt it in his bones for many days that he was being called. Voph wasn't sure where he was being called. Till he heard the word spoken in his presence. Alderaan. When he heard it, he knew he was to travel there. So travel he did. He did not know why. But that did not matter to him. He'd learned long ago that when the Force called, you answered. Perhaps there was something he was meant to find here. Or perhaps he was meant to help someone. Perhaps both?

At his master's insistence, he'd taken a motley assortment of weapons with him. Attached to his hip was a simple blaster pistol. At his back, a vibroblade. But the man still distinctly lacked a lightsaber. He pulled his ship into a soft dive across Alderaan's atmosphere. For some reason, the name Apalis resonated with him. Apalis Coast. Near the great houses of Organa and Thul. Or at least, their historical locations. Truth be told, Voph wasn't sure if the great houses even still existed, much less if they held control of the region as they once had. Voph vaguely recalled visiting the planet once before. Long ago. A Sith plan was in place to assault the planet and gain a foothold in the aftermath of Iokath. But the attack never came to fruition. Republic spies had thwarted it, succesfully assassinating a number of influential lords, and nearly added Voph to their list.

Voph's ship settled gently onto the grass, and the entry ramp dropped. He strode out into the soft morning light, and raised a hand to shield his eyes from the sun. He wasn't sure where he was to begin. But he had a feeling it was some place close by. All in due time, he supposed. The Force had called him here.

It would not be for no reason.

First come, first serve

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[Doctor Røyskatt ”Roy” Besh]

Messed up, ignore

 

[Aeshima baal]

Ignore

 

[Sergeant Omen]

Omen walked on the dirt path, the forests of Alderaan expanding out in front of him like a blanket across the planet. He was again on another supply mission and had decided to stretch his legs after the long trip. It was nice to get out of the ship he called home and explore new places sometimes.

These forests are amazing and to think this was once all destroyed 800 years ago and was able to be recreated. Amazing what technology can do...

His ear quivered as he heard a branch snap in the forest around him and he turned back. When his view came back to the path all he saw was a blaster was aimed at his head and two more powered up from behind him.

Cultists... All three humans... This is going to be fun...

The lead bandit in front of him snarled.

Looks like we got an old-timer boys, maybe we can use him for target practice back out the hideout since he doesn't have anything worth keeping. Blaster on the ground.... Now...

The trooper lowered his Verpine to the ground before raising his hands up. This wasn't the time to pick a fight with three blasters aimed at him.
The leader picked up the gun and examined it before smiling.

Mando Verpine, nice these things aren't cheap. Now walk.

Omen did as he asked, hoping that he blow this hideout of theirs to smithereens if given the chance too.

I still have a knife. Maybe if they split up, I'll have a chance.