Zinai
Wandering Padawan
The Jungle of Gallos. Such a beautiful planet. What a horrid species.
Heol never felt any sort of attraction towards their kind. Hideous, perhaps interesting, however savage. It seemed as if they were loyal in the past to another person.. Yet they are stuck once more in a primitive state.His wandering and illegal boarding of stock ships brought him to this colorful world. Instantly, he could tell there would be both beauty and danger within the fungi forests he would encounter.
It wasn't as if it was completely unknown to him, after all.
He came here a long, time that passed. He remembered the memory clearly. Septor brought him here a few years back, even took down a rancor in front of Heol. Of course, they never approached the sarlac, knowing they would immediately be caught.
Reminiscing memories, he imagined the burning fire that blazed every night between apprentice and master.
'Good times'.
Now he was alone. Unexpecting any sort of surprise, Heol paced down a rough path.
The staff of the stock ship? Well, there was no staff anymore.