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To Adventure (Serena Bouie)

Location: Shri-Tal, White Tower

[member="Serena Bouie"]

She could feel the wind in her mane as the Del-Ya soured across the city. The reconstruction efforts of her people with the others on the world opened up many opportunistic and the Silver Jedi were able to work against the Miner's guild. It was a good thing to protect the people while she was pushing herself with the small amount of force power she had learned and practiced to use. Her speed incresing before she was moving towards the streets where the scents and sounds of the market place could be seen. The Jun-La's snorting but eating good.

Serana touched the ground as her hooves made small impressions and there was some sounds of awe and excitement. Not many saw the Del-Ya in the cities, even less saw one of the more rare of them, it even got some looks from the other Del-Ya as she smiled letting her teeth show and tucked her wings away, her horn moving the flaps of the robe over them just a little with her pouch for credits on the inside. She turned her head back forward and was heading towards the stalls filled with the aroma of food and apples.

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Name: Ro-Nin
Designation: Sentient
Homeworld: Asobi System (colony ship),
Language: Twa-La
Average height of adults: 2.4 Meters
Skin color: Brown like dark honey
Hair color: Black
Breathes: Type 1
Strengths:
Strong Immune Systems
Weaknesses:
Petrification: Their bodies slowly harden turning into a stone like sickness that overtakes them in their later years. The skin hardening, cracking until they can no longer move and slowly die.
Distinctions:
Four arms
Two toes or hoofed like feet
Three fingers
Bony protrusions (size can vary)
Primitive Vocal Cords (much like a wookiee’s vocal cords they cannot speak basic but they can understand it)
Average Lifespan: 400 Years
Races: There are three types of the species, the males who are dominant, females who are smaller but control the religious doctrine and the cogenitors who provide a way for the two to breed and are kept as livestock.
Estimated Population: 50 Million
Diet: Meats, dairy, plants.
Communication: Verbal
Culture: [Describe general culture]
Technology level: Galactic Standard
General behavior: [Describe general behaviors]
History: [Describe an abridged history. If your species is genetically engineered or Sithspawn, this is where to add links to the thread(s) where your new species was developed. A development thread, whether of creation or discovery, is required for all genetically engineered/alchemically created life forms being submitted to the Factory.]
Notable Player-Characters: N/A
Intent: To create a hostile species in the unknown regions to conflict with the Hu-Ed and for expedition opposition
 
@Serana

Wren was sitting quietly looking out at the green pastures, the dreams had started to become more intense. This place felt familiar, felt like she should know something, someone here. Familiar buildings, she had stood in front of a museum for over a half an hour wondering why she felt it was there she was suppose to be. Finally giving up she wandered off to see what she could find to eat and maybe bed down for the night.

She had done a lot of traveling she had hoped that she would go to sleep one night and just wake up knowing everything about herself. Names and faces together but who was who, and how much longer would she not know or understand what had happened to her.

There were many things to admire about this place Shri-tal the warm sun made her feel, thawed out. She always felt cold for some odd reason. A headache once in a while too was plaguing her, she figured it was stress, or lack of water. Either way. Right now. She was content.
 
[member="Serena Bouie"]

The sun was shining as it went into the marketplace and Serana stood tall as a few more looks came her way but she took them in stride allowing for a little girl to come up and touch her hair. It wasn't wholly rude and she knew there were species that looked like herself in the galaxy... Only they didn't speak or seem to be as intelligent. Not a bad thing but it made her think about what might have happened in the past with cousins as she spoke to the little girl getting a surprised look from her. Then the Del-Ya was standing near a stall and paying for some of the apples she was eating while moving off towards the crowds of people. She didn't realize the crowd was so big until she was packed in and bumped towards someone there [member="Serena Bouie"].
 
Wren looked back there was a crowd coming her way, where had they come from? One moment such peace and now a crowd.

Wren shook her head looking intently at the crowd at its center was, what from her view would be a horse. A creature meant for riding, but somehow she had this feeling there had to be something different about this creature otherwise wouldn't the crowd be trying to well ride?

She stepped back thinking if she gave them more room they would fan out and each go their own way. She watched, and waited. Curious as to what the outcome would be.

@Serana
 
[member="Wren"]

Serana turned her head as she saw them and spoke finally looking at some of the children. "Thank you but I must be going, it isn't often I get to the city." Her voice came out as she walked forward letting her wings fold a little to gleam purple in the light. She let the crowd disperse as another Del-Ya came up to her and looking at the horse with an orange main. They knicked for a moment or two but Serana continued forward as she noticed something, the force brushing against her head while the horn glowed a little. She turne dto look at the crowd going away finally before walking as she levitated an apple near her mouth. "So who are you? Not many force users here outside of the temple the jedi use."
 
Well now that was interesting Wren listened to the creature speak.

"Force users?" Wren looked around, "I don't see any force users? I am Wren, who are you?" So many questions fired at once barely giving time for answers in between Wren was still trying to absorb that the creature spoke.

Wow.

@Serana
 
[member="Wren"]

She looked at her curious for a moment and tilted her head for a moment. "Are you saying you are not..... Strange, you feel like you have had training but compared to others I have met I am not certain what I am feeling." She moved out of the way of others which wasn't an easy feat but standing between two stalls while motioning Wren over the Del-Ya spoke more. "I am named Serana, I resident of the world and it is nice to meet you. It isn't often I come to the city so fun to see other people."
 
@Serana

"Hi. I'm Wren resident of no where. So you think this is fun?" When looked around ok. Sure why not. "So what kind of creature did you say you were again?"

She was certainly something that Wren couldn't remember.
 
[member="Wren"]

Serana looked at her and spoke. "I am a Del-Ya one of the native creatures on this world but I find this enjoyable. The people are a nice thing to see and my species have a long standing habit of helping the ones who need it most. We have offered our counsel and friendship on many occasions. I could help you Wren of no where? Because everyone needs to belong somewhere."
 
@Serana​
"You could help me in what what?" Wren was curious for certain how could the Del-Ya help her in ways that all of her travels had not? That the doctors could find nothing . "Are the Del-ya familiar with medicines to help with this Serana?"

A horse, Wren kept thinking help from a horse. A talking horse. She just knew she must be having a dream so she went with it, see where it took her.
 
[member="Wren"]

"We are skilled in helping people. There are many things one can do to recover and heal themselves. You only need to look inward." She kept walking. "not like that, this is not some inner peace thing, this is letting a force user dig and claw into your mind to bring anything they can find to the surface. That I know how to do and help with, when the silver jedi came here and fought the taung spirits they faced their own and had to bring them back from oblivion."
 
@Serana

"I think I will pass on anyone looking around in my head, I kinda like my mind how it is right now. What other things can you do?" Wrent wasn't quite sure still, she knew she wanted to remember but in time when she felt she was ready.

She had concluded that something had happened to made all of this possible, she wasn't ready to face that yet.
 
[member="Wren"]

Serana looked at her and gave what could only be described as a shrug for a horse. She wasn't sure what the girl wanted or expected if the problem was in her head. Rooting around in there would be the most efficient way since no one knew what would best serve to awaken her or work with her. "There might be but without some idea of who you are, it would make anything difficult."
 
@Serana​
Wren looked over at the horse, I'm cautious is all I've had others offer to help only to leave me with a very painful memory. Wren walked slowly she was thinking, So if this is your home what else do you do? I mean you don't just walk around and talk all day..right?"

The creature might not understand and that was ok other's had not understood either but they did not have her dream they did not feel her pain, she needed to be sure.
 
[member="Wren"]

Serana looked at her and kept moving as she came closer to the large towers. "I am usually in the mountains and at the temple. Being able to fly makes getting to each place easily enough." She had another smirk showing the large teeth while she was moving down the street. "Talking to others is just a benefit when I can spend plenty of time working on my own stuff."
 
@Serana

"How is it a benefit Serana?" Wren looked at her trying to gain an understanding of the creature, "to be able to talk, and talk to others, and as you say work on your own stuff" Strange to think of this creature working on her own stuff.

What stuff did she need? What stuff did she make?
 
[member="Wren"]

"When is it not, these humans spend their entire lives taking for granted their own lives. Writing, reading, talking and all those things you can do." She stopped at the end of one of the districts and the large gates opened leading out towards the fields. The large districts of the city showing between the fields which helped with containing fires. "Me I enjoy what I do and working in the temples with the force or exploring the ruins of this world."
 
@Serana

"But if it were not for those readers, writers, and people talking there would be no ruins to look at, no means to travel between worlds the only thing that would still remain a constant would be your force"

Wren nodded and looked out across the fields, it was a beautiful day one that deserved admiring. "Is there where you are off to now?"
 
[member="Wren"]

"And everything else. I have read the history books, there has always been species ensuring travel between worlds, communications of the galaxy. Even more so using the force, that destroyed gate on the moon is evidence of that. Proof that this world was just as influenced and part of the galaxy long ago before my people were able to do things or travel between the worlds. You do not give yourself credit and forget there is more mystery in the galaxy then has been revealed." She gave another horse smile and looked out. "I was planning on some ruins, maybe the fields. The harvest at the biodomes is always in season and fresh fruit."
 
@Serana​
"True but it is the record, the written word, the recorded word that allows everyone to have access and learn about it. Without records we would know nothing of the past Serana" Wren walked slowly.

"I think I give myself plenty of credit, I think perhaps you do not understand. I travel continually to find out the mysteries, to seek life, and answers" Wren smiled, "ruins what ruins?" For some reason ruins seem to fascinate her.
 

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