Tattooine was a desert planet. that Morna wasn't to fond of. he always got sand in his boots and sand that would some how get in his mouth. He made sure that he would wear a scarf so it would cover his mouth. other than that. Morna didn't care about the place. He came to the planet to find something to do.
He exited his ship donning his usual muscle shirt under a black leather trench coat. He tapped on his armored black boots that fit smug on his feet. He always carried his sword regardless of where he was. Today thought he didn't want alot of trouble so he left his lightsaber in the R-41 starchaser. His friend and companion Thron a Correlian banshee bird rested on his tattooed shoulder. He wrapped the red scarf around his neck and mouth to stop the sand from blowing into his mouth.
With a nice pull on the scarf again he made his way outside to the bar to maybe hear something about an adventure or a possible old temple around here.