The Reaper of Won Shasot

Mustafar...the burning ball of rock floated there before Dax, a testament of the galaxies harshness, as much as its own beauty. From space, the floating orb glowed with a red heat, one Dax imagined he could feel even in the absolute cold of space. The man figured that he'd like the planet a whole lot less once he was on its surface.
A month had elapsed since [member="Anya Loma"] had issued her challenge. And that was a whole month for Dax to contemplate what he was going to do. The child had changed everything. Well, not everything. But it was a change. He wasn't sure what would happen now. For now, Dax sought a place to land. The woman hadn't been very specific on the where...only that he'd know.