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Location: Arkania , Outer Rim
Time: Day Cycle
Participants: @Darasuum as @Cyzyn-Itza-Rus Xho'thal
Theme: I'm A Dragon ⇼ Apashe
OOC: Thread opposition will utilize dice. Dedicated thread here.
Cyzyn had been hiking for over an hour. He had his ship land at a distance from the cave where he knew the Arkanian Dragons were most likely nesting. The eggs would have been lain fairly recently and not been exposed to fire for some time. There was not enough food this time of year in this area of the planet for the dragon mother to feel comfortable raising young with a limited food supply. As such, this was his time to take what he was after.
Clad in his armor his steps were easily muffled by the snow. While he did not need to take such great care with his stride he did reach out to sense the Dragon's presence and temperament. They were known to be extremely territorial and ferocious. Because of this he knew that the moment he felt any feeling of violence or anger from them then he would be at a disadvantage. The Dread lord did not want to have to interact with the parent arkanian dragons if at all. They would certainly be the most formidable enemy he had faced yet and that would be saying something considering the other creatures and enemies had had fought in his three decades of life.
He kept his lightsaber out and ready to be activated at the earliest moment if necessary. The armor would help if he was found out but only slightly. That was why stealth was his best option. Even his thundslug pulse wave pistol would not be enough to do significant damage. His ability to use the force would only help him in the tangible sense. He could have dozens of Imperial Troops fight the dragon on his behalf but that would be unjust. This was his endeavor and his prize to claim. As such it should be a risk he takes with consequences pertaining to him.