Hemlock felt as though it was his duty to be a guiding light in a fog of chaos, especially the bioluminescent miasma that was Valen. The entire planet was shrouded in a dark mystery, it’s location and lack of Force knowledge were unfamiliar to the rest of the galaxy and as thus it both startled and intrigued the rogue padawan. It would be quite the learning experience for both the citizens of Urain and the Draethos. His goal was to successfully show these people that they had nothing to fear from the Fringe, nothing to fear from the galaxy at large, nothing other than the demanding burden and chaos that the galaxy allotted everyone from corner to corner of her unforgiving hyperlanes. No, Hemlock would show them that the rest of the galaxy was just the same scared civilization stumbled upon on accident; they just had to open their minds to them.
As Meret gave her speech, Briar made a call to the gunships, hoping they would be able to deliver enough of the lifesaving serum. “This is Hemlock Briar with the Fringe, we need some bacta on my location. My Force abilities will only go so far.” Before too long they agreed to drop some down within the next ten minutes. Though in a situation like this, when you were exerting yourself to such an extent to help others, or yourself, time seemed to stop. There was no reason to count the clocks or to hold his breath; the Draethos healer knew that he had to act before any more innocents lost their lives. Whatever the explosion was, Hemlock felt it ripple through the Force, resonating down the alien’s back and sending shivers back up. Whatever the explosion was, it wasn’t as simple as it seemed and the bacta would be needed sooner than it arrived.
It wasn't long before patients started arriving en mas.
“Meret, I’m going to need your help.” He had made his way up to the blonde. There was no easy way to put it, the task before them was going to be quite a tough road, and the people would be resistant at first, but once they felt the eternal calm that Hemlock seemed to radiate, hopefully they would ease their opinions. “While we are waiting for the Bacta and your supplies, help me heal a couple of these injured.” They had already taken some of them out front to be flown for more intense medical care. “Just make sure they feel comfortable, if they get too upset by my Force Powers it will only worsen their situation and our own. We must show them we are a force of good in this scary galaxy.” The Draethos started to clear his mind in preparation for how much he was going to have to focus to be able to help as many people as he could.
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