Dreams Crushed By Reality


The dry, flat wastes of Mandalore spanned ever on. The arid, unassuming landscape was mostly ignored and forgotten by most of the galaxy after the Sith siphoned the planet's very life from it. And yet, since the Protectors under


And so, two lonely speeders made their way across the landscape, under the relentless sun. Even out here, the pollution of Mandalore's atmosphere could be seen as a thin veil stretching across the sky. Beneath it, the orange painted, apocalyptic landscape burned with no relief. Elise Vizsla was used to hot climates, having grown up on a hot planet. But even then, Archais had been full of wildlife and plants. Mandalore? It was a great tragedy, how the planet was scraped bare of its own ecosystem long ago. it was criminal, that no attempts to revive Mandalore had been made before now.
Elise's red kama flapped in the dry wind as she steered her speeder towards a distant group of mountains. On her speeder's pad, and with her H.U.D., Elise had scanners and technology working on mapping the areas they flew by. Mapping out this flat void would be easy. But the tiny ring of mountains beyond? That... would take some more sentient touches.
Elise's white beskar'gam glistened under the sun, blindingly so, as she called her partner,

Elise spent most of her scouting trips alone. It was quite lonesome, so she was very happy to have a partner this time around. Her life was far more social while aiding the rebuilding project at Keldabe. She had workers she would be healing, fellow green thumbs helping her restore some plant life to the city, and... well... whatever sort of social thing was going on between her and

As they approached the shadow of the mounts, Elise awaited her response. Slowing her speeder down to either dismount or keep careful, she pulled her red hood over her buy'ce.
