Hauron was sure that if there was a Mandalorian covert on Onderon they were well hidden. He stood looking at a growing worshyr tree near the edge of the city but inside its walls. The seed of the tree had been placed long ago by a Jedi, or an ex-Jedi and her friends. The Mandalorian never learned the details of who or what they had been after.
It had been years since the Mikkian had last visited the planet as a warrior. Even now his leg felt an itch as he remembered the fight that had followed his previous visit and the victory that followed. Thoughts of combat were pushed aside as he heard the cheering and sounds of merriment towards the city of Iziz. The capital of Onderon was in preparation for its annual celebration of the Festival of Lights.
Hauron did not mix with the people of Iziz for now. Instead his attention turned towards the wall on the outer edge of the city. The wilds beyond it had been searched once by the lone badger but he had only found remnant markings of a possible covert. Maybe there was no hidden tribe on Onderon. He used this time to try and work out where to head next. As he did so, the Solus found his helmet tilting upwards to look at the canopy of the growing plant before him. His visor centered on the tippy top of the tree before focusing on the moon beyond it.
Dxun was a jungle moon and very much like Onderon in many respects but arguably even more wild and untamed. There were beasts, monsters of all shapes and sizes that called the place home and it was far from a safe place to visit. That made it perfect. He debated who to call since it was dangerous to go alone even for him. There could be local game hunters that were knowledgeable so he half turned towards Iziz, trying to remember where the best cantina was to stop at before he headed to the moon.
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