There was something oddly beautiful about Ruuria. One would think that the pink hues of the rivers that crisscrossed the world's jungle might make visitors feel sick or that the incessant chroma-wings floating hither and thither would become irritating but they just didn't. Things just worked on this world. Perhaps it was due to the hive-like colonies of the native Ruurians that contributed to this. Everyone had an assigned role from birth and all worked together to fulfil that role for the good of the group.
It was a pretty compelling argument against individualism but that wasn't why Telly Udon, Resistance leader, was here. He was here to see if one of the many colonies spread out across the world would consider pledging themselves to the cause of fighting the Empire. It was a difficult but not impossible ask. The elders, normally the hardest to convince in societies like this, had reached the lifestage where they were more content to float around, eat, and mate, leaving much of the day-to-day decisions of the colony to the larvae, of all things. This worked for Telly. Larvae were youths and you could appeal to a sense of adventure and righteous indignation with the youth. At least, Telly was pretty sure you could. It had been awhile since he'd been young. At 419 years old, he was ancient by human standards and even by Pau'an standards was pretty firmly entrenched into middle age.
"It's going to be a steep ask. Many of us are eager to get offworld and have some adventures before turning all...fluttery. But against both the Empire and the Sith? It feels like painting a target on our backs. And not just our backs - there's dozens more colonies that could be caught in the crossfire because of our actions." Lonx, a Ruurian larva leader told the Pau'an.
"I've been in this fight a long time, Lonx. And I've heard a lot of beings say the same thing as you. But consider this, my good chap, if the Empire is so terrifying, why am I still standing? Why can I raid Raxus Prime and mouth off to them on the Holo and still be here to talk to you."
"Heh - yeah some of us at the University watched that broadcast late at night. It was certainly inspiring. I'll make a case to some of my friends. See what they say." Lonx offered. Telly nodded, satisfied with that for now.
Enough bargaining and negotiating. It was time to unwind a little before heading back to camp. The jungle village they were in had a series of buildings on either side of the river that ran through it. Numerous bridges connected the buildings across the water and Telly stepped over one to head to his favorite cantina. Most of his forces were either scattered across the galaxy on missions or had their shuttles and bombers parked a little further up river but at this time of the day, one or two could usually be found carousing in the local watering hole. Including one @Chewy - a donut droid who was one of Telly's most prized agents.
The Pau'an had volunteered the droid's services to the bar in exchange for a discount on drinks but he knew the droid and the bar owner hadn't been getting along recently. He hoped that had changed by the time he settled in his favorite booth today.
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It was a pretty compelling argument against individualism but that wasn't why Telly Udon, Resistance leader, was here. He was here to see if one of the many colonies spread out across the world would consider pledging themselves to the cause of fighting the Empire. It was a difficult but not impossible ask. The elders, normally the hardest to convince in societies like this, had reached the lifestage where they were more content to float around, eat, and mate, leaving much of the day-to-day decisions of the colony to the larvae, of all things. This worked for Telly. Larvae were youths and you could appeal to a sense of adventure and righteous indignation with the youth. At least, Telly was pretty sure you could. It had been awhile since he'd been young. At 419 years old, he was ancient by human standards and even by Pau'an standards was pretty firmly entrenched into middle age.
"It's going to be a steep ask. Many of us are eager to get offworld and have some adventures before turning all...fluttery. But against both the Empire and the Sith? It feels like painting a target on our backs. And not just our backs - there's dozens more colonies that could be caught in the crossfire because of our actions." Lonx, a Ruurian larva leader told the Pau'an.
"I've been in this fight a long time, Lonx. And I've heard a lot of beings say the same thing as you. But consider this, my good chap, if the Empire is so terrifying, why am I still standing? Why can I raid Raxus Prime and mouth off to them on the Holo and still be here to talk to you."
"Heh - yeah some of us at the University watched that broadcast late at night. It was certainly inspiring. I'll make a case to some of my friends. See what they say." Lonx offered. Telly nodded, satisfied with that for now.
Enough bargaining and negotiating. It was time to unwind a little before heading back to camp. The jungle village they were in had a series of buildings on either side of the river that ran through it. Numerous bridges connected the buildings across the water and Telly stepped over one to head to his favorite cantina. Most of his forces were either scattered across the galaxy on missions or had their shuttles and bombers parked a little further up river but at this time of the day, one or two could usually be found carousing in the local watering hole. Including one @Chewy - a donut droid who was one of Telly's most prized agents.
The Pau'an had volunteered the droid's services to the bar in exchange for a discount on drinks but he knew the droid and the bar owner hadn't been getting along recently. He hoped that had changed by the time he settled in his favorite booth today.
@Darasuum @SilentLeges
