The Blood Hound
The ramp of The Pole Dancer lowered onto the jungle of Dxun, and a pair of glowing green eyes peered out of it with unbridled excitement. Dxun! At long last, enough time had cleared up to come visit this planet about which Scherezade had only heard about from others but had never actually seen herself. The scent of the jungle beckoned to her, its wilderness full of wicked life, brimming to the very edge with creatures that would happily make a meal out of her. It was perfect!
Of course, Scherezade had absolutely no intention of becoming this or other's beast's meal. Her precise intentions were exactly the opposite; doing some hunting to get game meat. Meat preservation was a passion for her and the kitchen on her own ship was brimming full with the remains of various animals, prepped in different ways.
But here… Here it would be a challenge. It would be something new. And maybe, just maybe, she'd also manage to break one of the giant monstrous beasts and ride it like a pony. If she could do it without needing to resort to the Force all the better, though she did carry a lengthy and heavy rope with her, on top of her usual arsenal.
"Everyone that's coming with, now's the time!" she announced as she shouted back.
In truth, the vessel had not come here for this purpose. Scherezade had merely hitched a ride on a research ship that had wanted to collected some samples. The majority of people aboard were researches, scientists, and their guards. But a few… A few were here for the adventure.