05-22-2018, 04:31 AM
He didn’t particularly like it here. The sea salt was always in his nose. While it was fragrant at first, it was now a nuisance and he wanted as far from the sea as possible.
Krataa, as he had told them his name was, found comfort in the rainforest of the Typhoon. Trees were part of his instinct. He felt he had a sense and control and dominance here. The limbs of the trees were his kingdom, and he liked it there.
It was farther away from the sea too, and let him have time to think to himself. Devise plans, plot.... he was currently settling for scratching notes into a tree in the rainforest. Near the top, on the bottom of a thick branch, on one of the hundreds of trees in this forest. Besides, he’d written it in Aurebesh. The only person he was worried about reading it in this clan could be easily silenced.....
He stared at his plans.
You’re missing the end goal. he scratched out something. Rebuilding your empire, or culling the Skywalker clan?
No. He didn’t have the resources anymore to rebuild his empire. So perhaps, he would simply lie in wait. Reference his knowledge. Wait for the opportunity.
Culling the Skywalkers.... he could do that on the side. But he needed one of them. Someone easy to manipulate and easy to turn..... his eyes headed in the direction of snowbound.
The Stupid One.
Perhaps.... easier to gain his trust.
He’d think on this more. He moved, hopping to the next tree and moving a few branches down to make his way back to the camp.
Krataa, as he had told them his name was, found comfort in the rainforest of the Typhoon. Trees were part of his instinct. He felt he had a sense and control and dominance here. The limbs of the trees were his kingdom, and he liked it there.
It was farther away from the sea too, and let him have time to think to himself. Devise plans, plot.... he was currently settling for scratching notes into a tree in the rainforest. Near the top, on the bottom of a thick branch, on one of the hundreds of trees in this forest. Besides, he’d written it in Aurebesh. The only person he was worried about reading it in this clan could be easily silenced.....
He stared at his plans.
You’re missing the end goal. he scratched out something. Rebuilding your empire, or culling the Skywalker clan?
No. He didn’t have the resources anymore to rebuild his empire. So perhaps, he would simply lie in wait. Reference his knowledge. Wait for the opportunity.
Culling the Skywalkers.... he could do that on the side. But he needed one of them. Someone easy to manipulate and easy to turn..... his eyes headed in the direction of snowbound.
The Stupid One.
Perhaps.... easier to gain his trust.
He’d think on this more. He moved, hopping to the next tree and moving a few branches down to make his way back to the camp.
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The only time I ever see her
Is when she's behind me in the mirror
Is when she's behind me in the mirror
Owlie / Resident Apex Legends Fanatic / owlie#5369