Las Catacumbas -- Hunting ParanoiaSwarrm took in the darkness of Hueco Mundo with a quick turn of its head. The moonlight from above reflected off of the ashes from long dead Hollow and the branches of petrified trees. Yet, as the Espada turned its eyes up towards the moon, no light was reflected from the goggles of its suit. It was unnaturaldisturbing, evenyet it was a curiosity that no one dared question.More Like This
To some degree, this fit Swarrm perfectly. It was possible that this oddity was created for the sole purpose of propagating the mystery that was the Quatra Espada.
Bending at the knee, Swarrm took its hand and slowly moved it over the rolling sands of Hueco Mundo. The grains of the ashen desert moved slightly as spiritual power, invisible yet potent, seemed to pluck information out of the dunes themselves. To those who were watching, it was as if Swarrm was reading a brail code etched into the white soil. For all intents and purposes, it was.
Suddenly, as if it had finally deciphered a message of extreme
SWTOR: Smuggler's Blues 7TarisMore Like This
Universe: Star Wars the Old Republic mmo
Characters: Kit (smuggler) and Corso Riggs
Taris had been a city-world similar to Coruscant once, a planetary metropolis. Some crazy Sith had bombarded it to ruin over three hundred years ago, and now... well, Corso put it best.
"Ugh! You smell that, Captain? Taris is like a dead gundark wearing dirty old socks. Doesn't look much better, either."
She gave him an amused glance as they stood on the steps of the spaceport facility, surveying their first view. It wasn't very prepossessing. The place looked like it had been bombed to hell and back, with the swampy jungle trying to swallow the ruins. "Well then, the sooner we find this Beryl, and get directions to the vault, the sooner we can get off this stinking swamp of a planet."
Of course, it wasn't that easy.
"Captain, watch out!"
Kit didn't even look, just threw herself behind an abandoned fuel drum as a blaster bolt sizzle