As the suns made their path along the backside of Tatooinne, it grew cold. The small generator Wodan brought down provided the pair with a little light and heat for them to get through the night. Though the Firrerrian hardly slept a wink, his mind constantly filled with tugs and pulls of memories not his. The reason he came here in the first place, he saw visions of battles fought long ago, death and destruction, droids and children alike all destroyed by his power.
He woke with a start, a cold sweat upon his brow as the first light of the day began to bounce into the sinkhole which was their home for the night. Sitting up from his makeshift bed he shook off some of the sand which had settled on him during the night and began rolling up his camp bed. Stuffing it into the bag, he stepped out of the old room and into the main area of the residence. “Caelian, you up yet?” He shouted through the small homestead, hopefully the Ehcani wan’t a deep sleeper and they could get their search started and done before the morning was over.
@Xorism
He woke with a start, a cold sweat upon his brow as the first light of the day began to bounce into the sinkhole which was their home for the night. Sitting up from his makeshift bed he shook off some of the sand which had settled on him during the night and began rolling up his camp bed. Stuffing it into the bag, he stepped out of the old room and into the main area of the residence. “Caelian, you up yet?” He shouted through the small homestead, hopefully the Ehcani wan’t a deep sleeper and they could get their search started and done before the morning was over.
@Xorism