Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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The hunt for destiny pt2

As the ship entered hyperspace Renos cleared his mind, closed his eyes and seconds latter vision the witches attacking a group people flashed fragmented in his mind. His quickly opened as gasp not wanting the believe the fragment vision that had hunting him for weeks prompting his return to Dathomir he could explain but he got cold chills every time he had one these fragmented vision, something wasn’t right it was as if Dathomir itself was calling to him. Due to remote location of Dathomir it would take most of week maybe more to reach from this part of the galaxy. They would probably need to stop for supplies as well. He looked down as his Rekr the wolf like creature give a soft a wine, and Renos replied in clam soothing voice “I know, but it will ok.” And patted the animal on the head. Renos than began sing in his native langue his voice soft and clam “A Bereth thar Ennui Aeair! Calad ammen i reniar Mi 'aladhremmin ennorath. A Elbereth Gilthoniel I chin a thûl lín míriel... Ah Bare-ehth thar ehn-noo-ee eye-are Kahl-ahd ahm-men ee rehn-ee-are Mee ahl-ahth-rehm-meen ehn-nore-ahth Ah Ell-bare-ehth geel-tho-nee-el ee heen ah thool leen mere-ee-ell.” The tune was booth mournful, and clamming at the same time after he finished his Rekr looked up him briefing before curling at his feet and falling asleep, and Renos leaned back in chair and attempted to do the same hoping the vision would no haunt him. As days went on the vision not only became more frequent but also more intense, leaving to wake gasping for breath and heat pounding, after two days the Dark skinned said over the intercom that would be arriving at the Dathomir in a few hours.
 

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