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Are You My Mummy? { Dagobah }

Dagobah - The Lost Forests
Places to live and almost never be found? This was one of them. Perhaps not the best choice, but then again, a very good one. Nature littered the ground and sky, leaving plenty to eat and harvest. Facilities laid in the far back of the lands if need to be stolen. The amount of crashed ships was terribly ridiculous, leaving for a hefty amount of spare parts, and not to mention the materials of the groups that came with it.
Kiara jumped and twirled in mid-air to avoid new branches and creatures of their resting state, keeping quiet as her her leather boots repeatedly hopped off of a tree or bounced off of dirt and mud. Her long metal staff occasionally made a clank as she boosted herself off something hard - then it appeared. A strong presence of the Force. It was nature, or industry, helping each other create something dangerous. Kiara kept frozen for a minute, then slowly turned back behind her to leave. She was greeted.
"Are you... my... mummy?" The young child's voice asked slowly, giving Kiara a sense of dread. Without even waiting for it to move, she whipped up strength and brought it forward to bonk the thing on the head. It let out an ear piercing screech, leaving it's human sell of personality behind as it began to twirl and jump about, beating the defenses of Kiara's staff to a near pulp. The hermit had to use all of her energy just to out-run the creature and dive into her hut, where she then powered on a few assassin droids and stealth alike. The dirt crust of her bed and punched through, and a button pressed. Instantly her hut was covered and cut by metal sheets to protect her. This was no accident.
Distress Signal
A new signal was opened onto the open broadcast. That of an ancient distress signal, something from a device that was pieced together from spare parts and duct tape. Someone out there, someone out in Dagobah had a message. From the broadcast spoke a gravely droid's voice. It belonged to a Frankenstein of droids. Pieced together until something worked. "Help. We are being over-run. Creatures varying as followed: 2-4 meters. 4-5 limbs. Approximately 134-202 pounds Galactic weight. Help. We are being over-run. Creatures are known for hostile movements in advanced strength and movements. They cannot feel pain. Help. We are being over-run..." The message carried on from a loop.
[member="Lyth Meran"]​
[member="Enduri Jaii"]​
[member="Darth Eversor"]​
 

Lyth Meran

Bullet with Butterfly wings.
both Lyth and me Deran Meran the Mechanic of Meran Meranics had come to Dagoobah.
for? i have no idea Lyth was as flighty as her wings suggested.
she was talking about making a swamp walker.
i had no idea why i was supposed to be here for. i preferred to live in my workshop.
 
The Prince was passing by Dagobah to meet a client to get a house built for him , but a call came in. It was a distress call and he decided to respond to it before heading to the client.
The man ordered the pilot to slow down, and let him send a message back to the point where the call came from. The message said in a clear and strong voice "Hello , this is Nubian 327 , I repeat this is Nubian 327 , I'm here to respond to your call. Give us your coordinates and we will come to help.".
His manners couldn't let something like a distress call go unanswered.

[member="Kiara"]
 
The message was quickly answered. Actually, immediately, as if whoever listened to it sped it up a hundred times and shot something fresh out. The same gravely voice sounded back with a new message delivering the proper coordinates, so the ship - if any ship - would land in a small clearing next to the small hut of the hermit's. It was littered with a few parts not yet cleaned up from previous people and ships. A body even laid there, still rotting from the pieces that weren't eaten by the terrible creatures of the planet.​
[member="Enduri Jaii"]​
 
As the pilot landed in the coordinates given by the caller and the ramp opened , the putrid flesh of something invaded the ship and the prince had a second thought about going. Alas, he decided to go and as soon as he stepped out , he got his shoes wet by the muddy water that was lying on the floor. As he looked around , he saw some ship parts , a dead rotting body and a small hut that seemed that it had some metal shields.

Enduri approached the body with two of his guards that were armed with heavy blaster rifles. It seemed it was there , left to rot , for atleast a week now. He gave an order to go towards the hut and knocked on one of the metal bits , adding "Hello , I'm here for the distress call , is anybody inside?".

[member="Kiara"]
 

Lyth Meran

Bullet with Butterfly wings.
[member="Kiara"] @Enduri Jaii
Lyth turned yo me." im picking up a distress signal." she told me as she
clambered atop her KC-33.

"We never picked one up entering the atmosphere." i responded gathering my spanner.
 
After a moment of silence, a single circle of the door shaft slid open, giving away to a tough piece of clear glass and showing the peeling interior of the dirt hut inside. Everything was being packed away by small droids, and most of the mud was being packed away into a corner so they could get rid of it when they escaped the planet. "There's me." An aged redhead answered as she glinted her eyes past the glass, to the man. "The only reward is the loot on the creatures you find. Go away."
[member="Enduri Jaii"]
 
He was confused, loot? Reward? Who said anything about that? He was there to help whoever sent the distress call. "I don't want no reward, I just want to help you. Are you ok? And what creatures?".
He didn't know about the wildlife of Dagobah , but he didn't want to find out.
[member="Kiara"]
 
The hermit released a long, distressed grunt before she brought her face to smear gently on the glass that allowed the two to see each other. "They're weird. They have a strange voice, like re-animated dead, but without the droids. I suspect they're being controlled by a type of micro-virus that can be spread through liquid, but that's just an educated guess. Keep on the lookout for darkly colored children with a brown mask." Without answering the original first question, Kiara shut the port, sealing herself again from the outside world.
[member="Enduri Jaii"]
 
Why did he have to respond to a distress call , and why did he ever agree to meet a client on Dagobah. "You heard the woman , becarefull of stepping on any liquids" , the young prince said turning to his guards. He then made a gesture for a frontal position and they went ahead , being weary of their surroundings while they were headed for the ship.

[member="Kiara"]

(You're being a DM right?)
 
The dirty children, the mummy-finders. There were many names for these creatures, whoever they may be, or whatever they may be, but right now they were beginning to look over and surround the Prince's ship. Out of the path, rustling just a few leaves to make their mark, one of them came out and through the leather mask they wore, painted with the blood of those small creatures they smashed for survival, it asked. "Are... you... my... mummy?"
[member="Enduri Jaii"]
 

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