Dungeons and dragons.

[Nightmare Moon]

"Ullgah mothana vashooka bolkaka"

Humbash the Hutt was doing what he did best - getting angry and yelling at his subdominants. The Gammoreans he had working for him took the abuse and the occasional thrown object with bad grace, venting their fury upon their captive. Fifteen meters long with blue skin and impressive wings the Mosgoth would under any other circumstances be an impressive beast. This particular specimen had however been forced into a pit fight with a Ssurian and was now covered in brutal gashes and scars that oozed black tainted looking blood. To make matters worse the guards around it's chained form were even now prodding at the beast with shocksticks in order to further torment it.

"Bogmantha utorka vakoom"

Humbash was furious at his loss in the pit fight and now he wanted revenge. Requesting the presence of a Sith alchemist was a deadly pursuit on Coruscant but the Hutt did it anyways. He was set to arrive in several hours and begin preparations.

The transmission was intercepted however.

Rathru did not even draw his weapons for this mission. The first Gammorean to get in his way got a fist to the gut breaking several of his ribs. Hurling another into the throng attending the dragon Rathru made his presence widely known. Those who attempted to run for guns were hurled around with telekinesis.

Humbash himself drew a sizeable blaster from beneath the oversized cushion he was reclining on. Rathru took one glance at the torment that had been heaped on the dragon and righteous anger welled up inside him thinking of how the criminal wanted to twist the noble creature into a darkside abomination. It took all of Rathru's Jeidi training and will to not simply rip the Hutt's throat out and watch as he died gasping for air.

"Surrender"

One word. That was all that was needed. The Hutt realised he was defeated and slumped to the ground.

Rathru turned to the dragon slumped in the centre of the room. It's condition was terrible and he could as he was do nothing to assist it.

 

[Orphen]

Orphen with several GA officers moved in quick after Rathru whom had entered to gauge the situation, as she saw the maimed dragon, Orphen gasped, looking to the hutt crime lord with stern eyes. The GA officers quickly moved to arresting those for illegal firearms as well as tormenting of the animal as well as illegal pit fighting and general badity, though it probably would not be enough to put the Hutt behind bars, he would be detained on house arrest at the least for quite some time. The potential presence of an alchemist and a Dragon was enough to call in two members from the initiative.

Orphen let the other Military deal with the issue of the Hutt, though she now moved to the rather timid feeling dragon. She looked up to Rathru,

Quick, help me heal him, you take that end, and I'll take the head and vital areas.

The hutt shouted in vain that the dragon was done for, that with its artery damaged it would soon bleed out, and that only the sith had the power to preserve life past something's natural boundaries. Orphen scowled at him, giving him a sharp empathetic pain.

You have a thing or two to learn about creatures of the wild and their natural boundaries. Come Rathru, if you haven't done this before, let me walk you through this, place your hand to the creature, and feel the wound. Right? You need to feel how that wound should be, how it should look, how the muscle fibres should be joined. You need to understand its anatomy. Then, With your focus on the force, you need to will it to heal, and force almost the bridging of the gap between what it is, and how it needs to be.

She spoke lightly, though in somewhat of a rush, taking the anterres crystal in her hand, and beginning to heal the creature;s concussion and internal bleeding, her force signature became like a flare, surrounded in sparkles. Each of the gems on her person aided her as little conduits, focusing through the Anterres crystal like a lense.

 

[Nightmare Moon]

Heeding Orphens words Rathru put a hand to one of the ragged trenches that lined the creatures body. Visualising the healing was an interesting process at first Rathru merely attempted to view a complete being free of wounds but when this provided little effect he shifted tactics as he had learned to when learning skills previously. What Rathru finally fixed on was a a series of images played in reverse. So many times had he seen the effect his blade had upon flesh it was simple to reverse the process and view what it would have been like beforehand.

For the first time In his life Rathru spawn slayer used the power of healing to relieve others of their wounds. This was far deferent to the sensation of harming a body and while Rathru knew that he would never be as good at repairing life as he was at taking it he was glad that to some extent he could now do both.

The Mosgoth too was gratefull for the healing light. As it looked to Rathru it remembered it's master a Togorian around the same size as the Maelibus who was killed by slavers when he tried to resist capture.

Rathu moved the power to where he knew the most pressing injures were mending skin and more importantly the severed artery that was causing the dragon to bleed across the floor.

"Lady Orphen your ability to stay calm under such circumstances is astounding. I fear I shall never have the patience you posses. It takes all I have to not simply beat the slug to a bloody pulp."

 

[Orphen]

Orphen smiled at him, though she found it very.very hard to become angry at people, she looked to the slug as he was carted off, the dragon saved. Somewhat, though whatever the creature was put up against, Orphen could only assume that it was the same size at least, and potentially far more brutish. She had healed a lot of wounds on the creature, though she was indeed glad she had Rathru's help, but it was about time that they moved their mind to other things.

Believe me Rathru, sometimes I would like nothing more than to feel anger and rage at those who would do this to such a noble creature. But I cant seem to bring myself to fully bring myself to that kind of anger... Oh well, he's gonna do just fine. She said patting the front of the dragons' mouth. Orphen's sunbird then fluttering through the window and landing on her shoulder. Orphen giggled petting the Dragon hard, so that it would actually feel it through its scales.

He's happy he's no longer with the Slug, but he's a fighter, his muscles are strong and his fangs and claws have been well kept and sharpened by the Hutt... and he thinks you look familiar, pat him Rathru... maybe you'll make a friend. Oh, also, this is Avieiva, A sunbird i managed to get save from Tython. Patting the beautiful long rainbow tailed hawk.

Though, I think this poses an opportunity, Rathru, the Slug mentioned something about a Sith coming here right? Probably only a few hours away. I think we can possibly hit two birds with one stone with this, all we need is the co-operation of the Hutt, maybe we can make a deal, set him free in place of a Sith catch?

 

[Nightmare Moon]

"Nay as much as it would be sweet for us to spring the trap I believe it best we take the beast from this place. Leave it to the Alliance troops to craft this snake should they feel it necessary. To see such a noble creature as a dragon bound in chains here does not sit well with me so I suggest we take the beast to the temple on Tython and see how the atmosphere affects it's constitution. "

Using his blade to break the chains Rathru acted as a makeshift crutch for the dragon straining to help move it's great bulk through the room.

"Get thghnnnn door plngggease Oprhan"

Rathru grunted bearing the titanic weight.

Eventually a goodly number of GA soldiers pitched in to lend a hand and the beast was carted to a shuttle.

Slumping up against one of the ships wall's Rathru decided that the better part of Valor was to take a nap and dozed off blissfully.

Fin.