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Ravens of the Lost Ark [Red Ravens Dominion of Makeb]

Just then another earthquake struck, this time bigger than any of the small tremors they had felt before. Around them rocks fell, not on their heads but around the sides of the Ark and also blocking the only exit out of The Giant's Spear. The Ark itself began to shimmer as if it was made of liquid and then it began to disappear. As it vanished they could see hundreds of galaxians, their faces frozen in fear. These were the missing, the Nethered. These figures flashed before the Ravens, howling and screaming. And suddenly in a cloud of dust both the ark and the Nethered figures were gone.

In its place first was a terrible smell but also a familiar smell. It smelled like Hutts.

Slithering out of the dust and darkness was the purple figure of Toborro the Hutt, prosthetic claw and all. He was mad as a hatter but what Hutt wasn't? And how he had survived this long in a Mesa all alone and inside a ghost Ark, well no one would really know.

"The Bimm is right!" Toborro bellowed. "Deep core mining on Makeb will eventually cause this planet to implode. Let this serve as a warning to you Red Ravens. If you keep drilling you will end up like all of those lost souls. Just lost and alone out there in space..."

[member="Foebacca"] [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] [member="Daxton Bane"] [member="Aleksandyr Gaillard"] [member="Cryax Bane"]
 
With the ship gone, there was no point in remaining here. Using the force, Daxton cleared a path to the entrance, pushing aside boulders with practiced ease. "Come on Ravens. Time to make our exit." he rallied them to the entranceway. Personally he didn't care if this world imploded as a consequence of doing business as long as he got what he wanted in the end.

[member="Foebacca"] [member="Cryax Bane"] [member="Tmoxin Temi"] [member="The Raven Narrator"] [member="Aleksandyr Gaillard"] [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"]
 
The ship just.. Disappeared. Regular ghost were one thing, ghost ships was just bizarre. You saw something new everyday. When the long dead Hutt appeared and started preaching about saving the ecology though, Chiasa smelled not only Hutt (disgusting) but also an incoming boss fight.

Until [member="Daxton Bane"] pulled one of his regular fits of badassery and just cleared a path to the surface and decided to peace out. The Twi'lek shrugged, good enough.

"We're criminals! Kark the planet! I refuse to learn my lesson! Profit before flower power!"

Last word in, she made a rude gesture at the maybe ghost Hutt, and trotted off after Daxton, looking forward to being out in the open again.
 

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