The Traveler
Hyde
[member="Darth Raijin"]
Quesh,
The deepest darkness of the venomous world had hidden for countless centuries a beast of legends and nightmares. A powerful monstrosity which fed off of the force and devoured force users, who was impervious to the manipulations of the art. Though their numbers unknown throughout the galaxy for of the creatures had been as active and as powerful as the Venomhide. A taranterek that would make the a rancor weep, that would send any fool running in fear. Unlike its wretched kin it never hibernated and only hunted, growing larger and stronger as its body consumed the toxic atmosphere of its home. Unbenownst to the creature its death was coming.
Phantom's Shadow
The Traveler stood upon the bridge of his peronsal transport, an unassuming vessel that was designed for speed and agility over combat. Lightning fast deployment and destruction was its intended mission and it would serve as a home base for he that has no name. His armored a cloak of obscurity and deception the Traveler watched as the dizzying array of hyperspace disolved and the planet belched forward.
“ Touch down in five minutes” the pilot said as the enigmatic hunter gently rubbed the hilts of his twin katana.
“ Excellent, soon we shall descend upon the planet like that which destroys. Much like the falcon who has spotted the field mouse we shall strike swiftly and justly, consuming that which we hold in our grasp” he said as he turned to the other assembled hunters in his vessel.
“ We must make ready, the atmosphere is tainted and the creatures aggressive. Death may take us today but we shall be reborn in the ballads of those who come after us. Conquering hero in our own Iliad, our odyssey must be complete as we severe the creature from the mortal plane. The Venomhide is a monstrosity created long ago during the Republic Cold War, and much like a relic it lies in wait to be found. It shall be found, it shall be destroyed and it shall serve us in death as we rebuild the flames of the Empire and bring the force zealots under our heels”.
Quesh,
The deepest darkness of the venomous world had hidden for countless centuries a beast of legends and nightmares. A powerful monstrosity which fed off of the force and devoured force users, who was impervious to the manipulations of the art. Though their numbers unknown throughout the galaxy for of the creatures had been as active and as powerful as the Venomhide. A taranterek that would make the a rancor weep, that would send any fool running in fear. Unlike its wretched kin it never hibernated and only hunted, growing larger and stronger as its body consumed the toxic atmosphere of its home. Unbenownst to the creature its death was coming.
Phantom's Shadow
The Traveler stood upon the bridge of his peronsal transport, an unassuming vessel that was designed for speed and agility over combat. Lightning fast deployment and destruction was its intended mission and it would serve as a home base for he that has no name. His armored a cloak of obscurity and deception the Traveler watched as the dizzying array of hyperspace disolved and the planet belched forward.
“ Touch down in five minutes” the pilot said as the enigmatic hunter gently rubbed the hilts of his twin katana.
“ Excellent, soon we shall descend upon the planet like that which destroys. Much like the falcon who has spotted the field mouse we shall strike swiftly and justly, consuming that which we hold in our grasp” he said as he turned to the other assembled hunters in his vessel.
“ We must make ready, the atmosphere is tainted and the creatures aggressive. Death may take us today but we shall be reborn in the ballads of those who come after us. Conquering hero in our own Iliad, our odyssey must be complete as we severe the creature from the mortal plane. The Venomhide is a monstrosity created long ago during the Republic Cold War, and much like a relic it lies in wait to be found. It shall be found, it shall be destroyed and it shall serve us in death as we rebuild the flames of the Empire and bring the force zealots under our heels”.