Dagobah was a planet covered by dangerous swamps and forests. If it wasn’t enough, the world was also full of bizarre predators, all prepared to eat anything that moved in front of them. For some, the Sith Empire had decided that it was a good idea to establish a presence there. Apparently, it had been an idea of Darth Veles. Senin wondered if the Sith Lord was becoming crazy. Perhaps when he had this idea, the man was high due to some Dathomirian ritualistic drug.
As expected, the workers of this project were suffering constant attacks by the hostile fauna, with even the stormtroopers that were sent to protect them not being enough. With the failure of this project probably going to cost his life, Darth Veles decided to send some proper Sith to help. While Senin hated coming to a place like this, he knew that as an Acolyte he needed to show his usefulness. The useless have no place among the Sith.
The vision of Jade’s head rolling off still haunted him. The thought of him being the one there, with his Master prepared to execute him, made him want to vomit. He wanted to live. There were so many things that he still wanted to do. He refused to be the next being beheaded.
His thoughts about that day on Raxus were interrupted by the pilot announcing that they had landed. It had transported the G’weneen and the other Sith in a long trip to Dagobah. While he was happy for leaving this transport, Senin disliked this marshland even more. At least he wasn’t going to be alone there.
Senin turned to the other Sith there. He recognised him as the Tiefling Acolyte from the part on G’wenee. Unfortunately, he never asked for another name. The guy was being surrounded by girls like a piece of meat was circled by vultures that the G’weneen feared even approaching them. He even heard that during the party the girls nearly fought him. Maybe he could change that today.
“Well, we arrived in Dagobah.” Senin said, while getting up from his seat. “By the way, my name is Senin. I was in the party on G’weneen.” he offered a hand for the Tiefling to shake. “Você canta muito bem!” he stopped, noticing that the other would not understand the language that he was using. “I mean, you sing very well!”
@Sreeya