For religious reasons, many of the Barisoni had renounced technology. That's what Andrej had read in his short-lived research into the planet after he was told he was being sent off on some mission to find some old ruins. "...or something like that." It meant that Barison only had one spaceport though, and it was barely worthy of the name. Andrej felt kind of bad for the Barisoni, not liking technology and whatnot. Space travel and spaceships were just so fascinating to the Dathomirian native. He wondered if the people who lived here knew all the things technology could do if they would still shun it.
But, regardless of his lamentations for the people here, his job had nothing to do with that. He was supposed to wait for his partner to arrive, then they were to go off on their way to find the ruins off in the ocean and retrieve any artifacts of interest they found. It was something "Sithy" they were looking for, whatever that meant.
Andrej waited at the edge of the spaceport, seated on a rock along the beach, kicking his feet in the sand and just spacing out for the moment. He was dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, and his lightsaber was clipped to his belt. "I hope Dozer's doing okay..."
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But, regardless of his lamentations for the people here, his job had nothing to do with that. He was supposed to wait for his partner to arrive, then they were to go off on their way to find the ruins off in the ocean and retrieve any artifacts of interest they found. It was something "Sithy" they were looking for, whatever that meant.
Andrej waited at the edge of the spaceport, seated on a rock along the beach, kicking his feet in the sand and just spacing out for the moment. He was dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, and his lightsaber was clipped to his belt. "I hope Dozer's doing okay..."
tag: @Braden