Hoth: Blood and Ice

"If ah'm rememberin' right though, that smile's lit a million fires in hearts 'cross the galaxy. Don't think th' icy winds of Hoth 're in fer a fair fight."

Then a weird thought strikes Garth. "Ah don' recall seein' ya on Valiant though. Trailing b'hind in yer own ship?"

"Ain't many from those days still floatin' round out here, an ah'd know Azura under tha' mask. Y' ain't Tethys an' unless Z's undergone some major work..." Garth's brain is going into overdrive.

"Miss Khalan?"

From his position, being showered with crunchy ice shards from the outliers, Garth yelled to be heard.
"Seems lahk..they used t' takin orders."

He delivers a swift slap to one's flank to keep it moving in the right direction.

"Y'all don' think they belonged t' anyone do ya?"

Maybe it was the energies swirling around Syl, or the chaotic nature of the beasts, but Garth had to impose his will quite forcefully on one of the beasts as he manoeuvred into position. Weigh a Tauntaun - athletics, boosts from syl : 3eA+3eF+4eD+3eB 1 failure, 1 advantage, 3 Dark Side https://oroko...

"Least if'n we fall of these it's prob'ly less likely t' be fatal than a thousan' foot drop." Garth joked with the vaguely familiar woman.

"They look a li'l more formidable than the last lot. But if ah c'n ride a thranta, ah'm sure ah c'n handle one o' these."

"Ain't no cute li'l penguins, but might prove a scooch more useful t' the settlement," Garth bantered with Galen as he approached.

Decent athletics, backup stealthy and discipline

Garth chirps back over the communicator.
"If they need t' get inta th' Sparrow y'all can 'splain the smell t' Miyi."

"Necessity bein' the mother of 'vention...them fowl look pretty nec'ssary."

Garth jokes as he starts moving around into position.

"Ah, c'n probly sneak round th' other side and scare em t'ward y'all?" Garth whispered.

"An' ah'm sure Countess Riss can use all this ice to make one helluva margarita!"

It takes all of Garth's self control not to start drooling on the spot.

"But how we gonna get them back t' base? Ah got no 'sperience herdin' animals."

"Ah've bin hungry fer days." Garth agreed, his stomach choosing that time to voice its own agreement.

"Some fresh food that ain't been vaccuum sealed sounds...well there ain't words t' describe it."

With a glance back to the altar to check out the progress of the ritual, which had apparently concluded, Garth spoke softly to Tethys and Jub'Lub.

"So y'all think we're on some sorta watch list fer not drinkin' th' kool-aid?"

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Garth looks around at the suggestion of higher ground and tries to nimbly climb a scraggly tree. Halfway up he took a bad choice and a branch broke. He lashed out, inspired by fear, and caught a stronger branch, eventually hauling himself up to a useful vantage point. "It looks like there's a...smal...

"Who 'mong us wouldn' want t'..." Garth starts to discuss then shakes his head.

"There's some lines not worth crossin, for any reason."

Garth landed the Sparrow a little ways away and jogged over to the others. "Lemme clear away some o' that debris Galen." He offers before settling into some good old fashioned blood pumping manual labour. D2 Hunting opportunity LE Athletics : 3eA+3eF+4eD 2 threat, 5 Light Side https://orokos.com/rol...

Garth notices Tethys's gaze and mentally lets out a sigh that causes his shoulders to drop slightly. He knew Breela's mental state and was not surprised that she would grasp for any possible help to find her children. "Her heart rules 'er head too much." Garth confided softly, even as he offered Jub...

"Sounds good. Y'all lead the way an' I'll provide some aerial recon."

"Belie' me Baesal, if anyone knows 'bout 'ppearances bein' deceivin' it's me." He replies with a laugh. "Although wi' us smellin' like las' weeks rancid lefovers, we better stay th' hell downwind...or upwind? Y'all know whut ah mean ah'm sure."

"Just Garth thanks Master Zyn. An' submersible? Tha' sounds lahk a neat trick." He agrees with a low whistle.

"Mind if ah come along t' watch?"

Garth wasn't intending on a hunt, he had brought the Sparrow out to test the Ortolan plating.

"Galen, out fer a ev'nin stroll?"

With the crowd distracted by the devaronian stall, Garth approached the Ortolans.

"One please, Orosini Sparrow. Now this 'eres removable, once we get off planet, right? The missus'd kil me if ah made perm'nent modifications t' th' ship."

Accepting 5 obligation

Garth shrugs non-committedly. "Is hard t' be in mah line of work wi'out dolin' out some ol fashioned ass whoopings. Way I see it, long as ah don' start enjoyin' it too much, then ah'm....how would that droid put it?

All green?"

Darth Bellious wrote: ↑

Tue Aug 16, 2022 4:03 am

"Ah, so the Republic was betting on peaceful negotiations. We'll need to that the Imperial way, it seems." Moyr chuckled.

"Well we din' put all our eggs in that basket. Ah don' believe in violence as a firs' response, but hell can take them who open fire on me an' mine."