Location: Ibaar
___Ibaar was a planet down on its luck. Having been occupied by the Empire, sanctioned, and blockaded, its supplies were low, and it had never quite recovered from the series of unfortunate events. The Empire hamstrung the planet, and now raiders were making problems worse for the sparse settlements struggling to get by. They attacked settlements for what little supplies they had, and they showed no signs of stopping their assaults.
___Shepherd acquired supplies aplenty to help the settlements and flew to Ibaar. She intended to provide much-needed relief for the fledgling population, stop the raiders in their tracks, and end their tyranny. It was something the Jedi Order should have done, but why would they? Ibaar was a planet in the Outer Rim Territories, and although the Jedi controlled the Felucia and the territory around it, raiders were below them. The welfare of the people was below them. If there weren't Sith, they couldn't be bothered to offer their hand.
___The ex-Jedi had spent the last several days acquainting herself with the local population of one of the larger settlements, one that had received threats and reports of movement suggesting they were the next target of the raiders. Shepherd integrated herself into the society, befriending the residents, playing with the children and, most importantly, offering succour that nobody else cared to bring them: food, medicine, building materials, clothing. They were happier and in a better place now.
___Shepherd had spent the last several days assisting the village, helping them build rammed-earth walls and other rudimentary defences. She helped the adults with household chores like cooking, cleaning, and washing clothes. It had been a long day of work, and now it was time for relaxation. She sat on a rickety bench with a small girl on her knee and a group of children in a half-circle in front of her, telling wondrous tales to perk their spirits.
___"Then, the rancor roared its terrible roar and gnashed its terrible teeth! It rolled its terrible eyes and showed its terrible claws, but Myx stepped into his private starship and waved good-bye!" Shepherd said with dramatic emphasis. The children were dead-silent with wonder. "He flew back over a year, in and out of weeks, and through a day," she continued, "and right into the night of his very own room, where he found supper waiting for him!"
___Shepherd paused again.
___"...and it was still hot."
___The children erupted into cheering.
___"Tell another one, Miss Shepherd!"
___"Miss Shepherd's stories are so cool!"
___Some of the children jumped to their feet, stomping and roaring, pretending they were the rancor in the story, while others pretended to be Myx, calmly walking away from it. Behind the children, even some of the adults of the settlement had gathered to watch the wonder on their children's faces and the excitement they showed once the story was over. They dispersed as Shepherd laughed alongside them, standing to lift the girl above her head and place her on her shoulders.
___Shepherd acquired supplies aplenty to help the settlements and flew to Ibaar. She intended to provide much-needed relief for the fledgling population, stop the raiders in their tracks, and end their tyranny. It was something the Jedi Order should have done, but why would they? Ibaar was a planet in the Outer Rim Territories, and although the Jedi controlled the Felucia and the territory around it, raiders were below them. The welfare of the people was below them. If there weren't Sith, they couldn't be bothered to offer their hand.
___The ex-Jedi had spent the last several days acquainting herself with the local population of one of the larger settlements, one that had received threats and reports of movement suggesting they were the next target of the raiders. Shepherd integrated herself into the society, befriending the residents, playing with the children and, most importantly, offering succour that nobody else cared to bring them: food, medicine, building materials, clothing. They were happier and in a better place now.
___Shepherd had spent the last several days assisting the village, helping them build rammed-earth walls and other rudimentary defences. She helped the adults with household chores like cooking, cleaning, and washing clothes. It had been a long day of work, and now it was time for relaxation. She sat on a rickety bench with a small girl on her knee and a group of children in a half-circle in front of her, telling wondrous tales to perk their spirits.
___"Then, the rancor roared its terrible roar and gnashed its terrible teeth! It rolled its terrible eyes and showed its terrible claws, but Myx stepped into his private starship and waved good-bye!" Shepherd said with dramatic emphasis. The children were dead-silent with wonder. "He flew back over a year, in and out of weeks, and through a day," she continued, "and right into the night of his very own room, where he found supper waiting for him!"
___Shepherd paused again.
___"...and it was still hot."
___The children erupted into cheering.
___"Tell another one, Miss Shepherd!"
___"Miss Shepherd's stories are so cool!"
___Some of the children jumped to their feet, stomping and roaring, pretending they were the rancor in the story, while others pretended to be Myx, calmly walking away from it. Behind the children, even some of the adults of the settlement had gathered to watch the wonder on their children's faces and the excitement they showed once the story was over. They dispersed as Shepherd laughed alongside them, standing to lift the girl above her head and place her on her shoulders.
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