Sic transit gloria mundi
Siobhan quickly rejoined their now slightly decimated party consisting of Tegaea and four Wookiees. Evidently a safari through the Shadowlands came with a terrible risk attached to it. No doubt many an explorer, poacher and adventurers that might have come here seeking ancient star maps that somehow still worked had learned this to their peril.
If anything, the realm of beasts had gotten even darker during the fight, though Tegs' grenade had provided some light. During their trek further down into the deep they faced several more minor beasts, kinrath spiders and locusts of wild insects that tried to swarm and bite them. Moreover, it started drizzling and soon the rain came pouring down on them in droves. Eventually, after a gruelling trek accompanied by the symphony of hisses and shrieks from creatures lurking in the wroyshyr trees, they came to a halt when their Wookiee scout stopped and bent down onto the ground, examining several dead bodies that had been cut down to the bone, like some beast had torn the flesh off.
Thick vines hung from branches far above. The scout examined tracks in the soil, filled with water, then turned to them. "The great beast feeds here," he grunted ominously. Siobhan stepped forward, examining one of the corpses and retrieving a soiled, damaged datapad though it was still readable, evidently it was the account of a hunting party that had been ripped to shreds. The corpse had once been a Twi'lek, a piece of lekku was still lying around, judging by the account a Jedi. She felt a tingle in the Force, the aura of dark power emanating from the clearing made her feel like insects were crawling beneath her skin, then as if something was trying to sap at her powers. She clenched her fist, feeling primal hunger when she stretched.
Rain drops dripped down her scarred face. "Terentatek," she informed them. "Big nasty beastie. Thinks force-user blood is gourmet. Someone else on the planet who thinks I'm hot stuff," she said sardonically with a grim smile at Tegs. A large cave lay before them, the lair of the beast. For a short moment they could hear agonised screams, then an demonic shriek was heard through the air, at the sound vultures that had been taking picking from the corpses scattered. Siobhan cocked her head to the side, as if considering whether they find another way.
Then the Wookiee scout spoke up, ignoring Tegaea and Siobhan to address his Chieftain. "Many of the Great Fangs were butchered by it. Taalbak has honor but he'll want a display of strength if he's to join us against the Tyrant," he grunted.
Siobhan nodded. Walking into the Wookiee camp with the head of a terentatek would certainly make an impression. "Been an exciting safari, we shouldn't miss the highlight," she said, then removed a knife from her belt, aiming to slice into the palm of her flesh hand. "Beast wants blood, we can deliver. I can lure it out, we try and spring a trap."
If anything, the realm of beasts had gotten even darker during the fight, though Tegs' grenade had provided some light. During their trek further down into the deep they faced several more minor beasts, kinrath spiders and locusts of wild insects that tried to swarm and bite them. Moreover, it started drizzling and soon the rain came pouring down on them in droves. Eventually, after a gruelling trek accompanied by the symphony of hisses and shrieks from creatures lurking in the wroyshyr trees, they came to a halt when their Wookiee scout stopped and bent down onto the ground, examining several dead bodies that had been cut down to the bone, like some beast had torn the flesh off.
Thick vines hung from branches far above. The scout examined tracks in the soil, filled with water, then turned to them. "The great beast feeds here," he grunted ominously. Siobhan stepped forward, examining one of the corpses and retrieving a soiled, damaged datapad though it was still readable, evidently it was the account of a hunting party that had been ripped to shreds. The corpse had once been a Twi'lek, a piece of lekku was still lying around, judging by the account a Jedi. She felt a tingle in the Force, the aura of dark power emanating from the clearing made her feel like insects were crawling beneath her skin, then as if something was trying to sap at her powers. She clenched her fist, feeling primal hunger when she stretched.
Rain drops dripped down her scarred face. "Terentatek," she informed them. "Big nasty beastie. Thinks force-user blood is gourmet. Someone else on the planet who thinks I'm hot stuff," she said sardonically with a grim smile at Tegs. A large cave lay before them, the lair of the beast. For a short moment they could hear agonised screams, then an demonic shriek was heard through the air, at the sound vultures that had been taking picking from the corpses scattered. Siobhan cocked her head to the side, as if considering whether they find another way.
Then the Wookiee scout spoke up, ignoring Tegaea and Siobhan to address his Chieftain. "Many of the Great Fangs were butchered by it. Taalbak has honor but he'll want a display of strength if he's to join us against the Tyrant," he grunted.
Siobhan nodded. Walking into the Wookiee camp with the head of a terentatek would certainly make an impression. "Been an exciting safari, we shouldn't miss the highlight," she said, then removed a knife from her belt, aiming to slice into the palm of her flesh hand. "Beast wants blood, we can deliver. I can lure it out, we try and spring a trap."