Che womok!
For millennia the Ewoks of Endor had lived a relatively isolated existence, visited only by the occasional passing trader (often down on their luck) and every now and then a wayward pirate or two. Their only trouble comes from internecine tribal conflicts and clashes with the forest moons other occupants. Yet after the fall of the Galactic Empire, Endor had seen many changes owing to its pivotal role in the totemic ‘final battle’ which saw the demise of the Sith Lords: Palpatine and Vader.
Tourists. Troublemakers. Troubadours - and more besides.
Many had come to Endor seeking to visit the historic location, and some had come with far less honest intentions. Pirates, hunters and trappers had come as well, and Endor had suffered for it. It had led to the Ewoks in some of the settlements close to off-world interference and outposts doubling, nay, tripling their patrols in an effort to keep their lands safe.
Yet, there were rumours from the offworlders that a far more nefarious force was abroad. Great shoals of gigantic war machines had appeared in the skies above other worlds, some of which even had Ewok colonies on them, and visited ruination and death - scores of metal men pouring out of the bellies of these ships, and bringing destruction with them. Narpoo had many sleepless nights thinking of these stories, the ever-present question in his mind: What if they came here?
He had raised it with the Elders, and Narpoo had been entrusted to make his people ready for war.
Standing at the entrance to one of Endors ‘trading outposts’, Narpoo was ready to do just that. He had been connected through one of the Elders to an offworlder, one who was willing to help the Ewoks with their preparations for invasion, and so here he stood, eyes peeled as he looked out for their new arrival.
OOC - @Darasuum