The Arch Wilder
Stepping across the wooden platform, Vulpesen rested his hand on the bark of the Wroshyr tree that was supporting him. Kashyyyk was a beautiful planet. A place as natural and savage as his own world, with civilization only existing on its highest levels. It was a strange feeling to be in a place that felt familiar, yet so alien. Approaching a set of doors, Vulpesen reached out with the force, taking a moment to sense the man inside, attempting to learn what he could of his demeanor before he opened and strode through the threshold. "Mister Locke. Good to finally meet you."
[member="John Locke"]
[member="John Locke"]