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A bird squawked amongst the trees followed by another. Minerva paid it no mind. She marched with a steady purpose. It had been two hours since landing around that village and trekking through this trail. She hoped that the old man she talked with had the right directions.
The warrior pushed back a large leaf in her way. Briefly pausing to look around she admired the scenery. In the back of her mind Minerva thought.
No wonder our people obsess over this world. Its entire existence boasts a challenge to all who live here or come.
She was of the latter. All around more creatures echo back and forth. Added to it were the sounds of nature from rushing water to wind blowing on the foliage. Only Endor and Kashyyyk could match this in their own unique ways from her point of view. Minerva had been to the latter two a great deal unlike with Onderon.
It wasn't from a lack of desire but more like necessity. The last time she was here was fighting in the royal capital against the Neo Crusaders then subsequent feast with Clan Kryze. Whom she had come to seek out. Soon Minerva heard movement and stopped, making sure her hands were near the blaster holsters.
"Identity yourself!" A firm voice called out in the jungle yards away. Showing no fear in her demeanor the wanderer answered.
"Minerva Fhirdiad, adopted daughter of Jorel Merrik. I came to seek an audience with Clan Kryze."
For a minute there was silence before the hidden sentry finally revealed himself out of a bush bearing the blue colors of his clan.
"Your identity checks out. Go on ahead to the base, but behave yourself."
Minerva said nothing else but instead pressed on. She marched past the sentry, feeling his eyes on her even as she went further and further away from him. He is only doing his duty, Minerva understood it but if he had made it a point to deny her entry she wouldn't hesitate to fight him. Fortunately that wasn't necessary. Minutes later she came out of the trail and soon beheld the base.
The warrior pushed back a large leaf in her way. Briefly pausing to look around she admired the scenery. In the back of her mind Minerva thought.
No wonder our people obsess over this world. Its entire existence boasts a challenge to all who live here or come.
She was of the latter. All around more creatures echo back and forth. Added to it were the sounds of nature from rushing water to wind blowing on the foliage. Only Endor and Kashyyyk could match this in their own unique ways from her point of view. Minerva had been to the latter two a great deal unlike with Onderon.
It wasn't from a lack of desire but more like necessity. The last time she was here was fighting in the royal capital against the Neo Crusaders then subsequent feast with Clan Kryze. Whom she had come to seek out. Soon Minerva heard movement and stopped, making sure her hands were near the blaster holsters.
"Identity yourself!" A firm voice called out in the jungle yards away. Showing no fear in her demeanor the wanderer answered.
"Minerva Fhirdiad, adopted daughter of Jorel Merrik. I came to seek an audience with Clan Kryze."
For a minute there was silence before the hidden sentry finally revealed himself out of a bush bearing the blue colors of his clan.
"Your identity checks out. Go on ahead to the base, but behave yourself."
Minerva said nothing else but instead pressed on. She marched past the sentry, feeling his eyes on her even as she went further and further away from him. He is only doing his duty, Minerva understood it but if he had made it a point to deny her entry she wouldn't hesitate to fight him. Fortunately that wasn't necessary. Minutes later she came out of the trail and soon beheld the base.