KRO VAR
8.17am local time
Ships?! Sailing ships?! But who’s? From where?
None of it made any sense. Dash had seen it in his dreams before the message had even been brought to him. Great ships, of an unfamiliar design, beaching on a frozen shore. A small camp, anxious faces and burgeoning fortifications.
The Rhinnalian pulled on his armour and over robe, sweeping out the rudimentary bedchamber of the new Kro Var temple, down towards the exit out onto the ice flats. If these visitors were real, they were establishing a beachhead barely a kilometre to the south and Dash had to find out more. He had not thought a soul lived on Kro Var outside the mountain he was making a home for the Jedi. Where had these newcomers come from?
He tried to give reassuring looks to the few workers and droids toiling away inside the icy halls, moving rock and carving entryways. This was all totally unexpected, but they were looking to him to keep their fledgling sanctuary safe. None of them were equipped to help and Kro Var currently had few visitors.
Dash told himself he wouldn’t need help. This was his place now, his land and he was ready for anything that might threaten it.
@Arcangel