Hoth: Blood and Ice

[Jub'Lub]

Jub'lub spent more than a fortnite with the slaves in their camp. He had formed budding friendships with Bonz and Zan'ja. He hoped when the raid Breela was planning he could keep them safe. The living conditions were uncomfortable, wet, cold, hungry. Always hungry. He knew that helping Zan'ja and the others was the right thing to do and was his chance to return the favor bestowed upon him by his Jedi Master who bought his freedom.

He helped the slaves in subterfuge in anticipation for the raid. They would set ice traps, patches of frozen ground making it difficult to occupy key watch points. He tasked some to freeze what they could, clothes, weapons, machinery and electronics. He didn't want them fighting if it could be avoided. They were malnourished and would put them at risk.

He let Breela know Zan'ja was here with me and safe. I let her know we had made arrangements to make the camp harder to defend and she should watch her step.

With the light fading, Jub'lub would meditate and recite the Jedi code. There would likely be much blood shed tomorrow and he needed his wits about him. Trusting in the force, he knew peace.