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Swoop racing was exciting, fast, energetic, and at times barbaric... Tarnit loved them. Even in his older, wiser state, there was something deeply exciting about the skill and adrenaline in racing. Perhaps it was his Corellian heritage, or perhaps it was because as a jedi he so often and yearned for a different life - especially the last few years.
It was a jedi assignment that brought him to Malastare. A low-level crime boss was tracked here, and he had ties to some trouble on Jakku. It wasn't hard to deal with him. Unfortunate that he had to die, but he didn't seem to want to repent at all.
So, before he left, Tarnit decided to enjoy a race. Walking in the high gravity felt weird. The native Dugs seemed to have no issue with it, as they grew up in it, but Tarnit's muscles were strained after chasing down the thug. Walking towards the race track, the population grew more and more diverse in species and class. Everyone liked the races. Everyone.
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It was a jedi assignment that brought him to Malastare. A low-level crime boss was tracked here, and he had ties to some trouble on Jakku. It wasn't hard to deal with him. Unfortunate that he had to die, but he didn't seem to want to repent at all.
So, before he left, Tarnit decided to enjoy a race. Walking in the high gravity felt weird. The native Dugs seemed to have no issue with it, as they grew up in it, but Tarnit's muscles were strained after chasing down the thug. Walking towards the race track, the population grew more and more diverse in species and class. Everyone liked the races. Everyone.
@Queen