Antera
Flygirl
Forests, Antera mused, could really use better landing zones.
She hefted herself up and over the ancient bulk of a fallen log, throwing her legs over the top and resuming her jog down the overgrown trail. The ruins had been easy enough to spot on approach, once she knew what she was looking for, but the density of the growth surrounding them had forced her to land four kilometers away. She paused for a moment to check her position. Half a kilometer left, she was nearly there. As she drew nearer, she could feel the growing presence of the dark side in the world around her. It was subtle, a barely felt tingle at the edge of her senses, but present.
Not dead, just dreaming, are we?
At least none of the wildlife had proven hostile so far, but her blasters and sword still provided some comforting weight. She'd spent a lot of time and resources tracking this location down. She sincerely hoped whatever was inside would be worth the effort.
@[member="Legion"]
She hefted herself up and over the ancient bulk of a fallen log, throwing her legs over the top and resuming her jog down the overgrown trail. The ruins had been easy enough to spot on approach, once she knew what she was looking for, but the density of the growth surrounding them had forced her to land four kilometers away. She paused for a moment to check her position. Half a kilometer left, she was nearly there. As she drew nearer, she could feel the growing presence of the dark side in the world around her. It was subtle, a barely felt tingle at the edge of her senses, but present.
Not dead, just dreaming, are we?
At least none of the wildlife had proven hostile so far, but her blasters and sword still provided some comforting weight. She'd spent a lot of time and resources tracking this location down. She sincerely hoped whatever was inside would be worth the effort.
@[member="Legion"]