Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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The Forest (Dax)

Won Shasot
Derin had only heard of what Won Shasot had become, and could only imagine what the planet's surface was actually like. It is said that most of the land is forest and cliffs upon one large supercontinent. It is said the population is made up of several tribes and random wanderers. Definitely not a planet he would imagine himself going to six years ago. But he came to Won Shasot with the intent of isolation, possibly to learn, or fight native animals of the planet. Anyway, he'd have much more time to think once he arrived on the surface of the planet in some random forest. He wasn't much of a navigator, so the transport ship he was riding to the planet landed him down in an open field in the middle of a very gloomy forest.

There was a large buildup of fog that hung low and surrounded him in this open field. He jumped out of the door on the ship as the pilot wished him luck with whatever he was doing. And then he was alone, yet again, as he always was alone. He had no friends, he was no one, and he was fine with it. When you're no one, you only have yourself to think and care about.

He began to walk in a random direction that seemed to 'call' him to it. Stick snapped under his footsteps, small insects scattered away as he walked towards the source of this calling , very confused. He felt something else, a faint sound that seemed to be calling him as well.. But he continued to walk on, armed with his fists and his staff, unbothered.

[member="Dax Fyre"]
 
The Reaper of Won Shasot
Even from atop the ancient temple, innately Sith in its design, Dax could feel the Force flow through beings for miles around. Every being beneath him as they milled about, training, constructing weapons of war, eating their meals, caring for their families. A myriad of feelings and intents. But one, far off from where he was now, was far different from any of the Shasoti below. Not unlike himself. Powerful in the Force. Untrained though. Potential to be nurtured and shaped. Athena, the Rogue's kuskuri growled understanding her master's intent. They were about to go hunting.

[member="Derin Kall"]
 
Derin continued to walk in the forest alone, thinking about life and what he would do. He had not know that he was sensitive to the force yet, he only thought that strange things were happening to him, that he was possibly going insane because he hadn't spoken in so long. His footsteps eventually became heavier, and his walking became slower. His eyelids started getting heavy and he would need to rest soon before he started seeing things due to his eyes playing tricks on him. He set his staff on his back due to there being no threat in the area, he hadn't encountered a single life form besides a few birds that flew overhead every now and then. He began to become very dizzy, the humidity of the planet was sucking the energy out of him. A tree that seemed to have a door carved into it, with a small room in it was a few feet ahead. He ran to the door and crawled through, it was a small space, but it would do him for now. He set his staff on his lap and laid his head back, almost instantly falling asleep at nightfall.

[member="Dax Fyre"]
 
The Reaper of Won Shasot
In the night [member="Derin Kall"] would hear the howls of creatures. Hauntingly beautiful they echo through the trees in a melodic cadence. The rise and fall of each call signalling the start of another hunt. A sudden rasping at the door...claws scraping across the broken wood and a distinct growl on the other side. Wolves at the door...
 

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