Vishkar
Pilot-For-Hire
Irn
They had fund it. The mysterious Seed that his new allies had been searching for, the supposed cause of all of the dark side, evil energy that plagued the forest around them and had taken over the Ithorian's mind.
Truth be told, his species had not encountered such a strange flora in many, many hundreds of years. His ancestors may have seen such a strange thing before, but he had not been one with his own herd since he was still a Pupa, many years before. Yet somewhere deep inside he felt a familiarity with the Seed. One that he did not identify with; one that he felt incredibly uncomfortable with.
Was this the Fore?
The Ithorian's deep dialect rumbled from his throat as he looked upon it, before he looked to those around him; his new allies, complete strangers to him, and he realised that they could be the galaxy's only hope of preventing this seed from spreading throughout the galaxy.
"Destruction, upon this thing wrought, can we? Suffering the galaxy, it may bring, if left to continue, spreading."
@Ra'a'mah @Antherion [member="Cedric Grayson"] [member="Bhakt Wemk"] [member="Abraxas"] [member="Varus Shatterstar"]