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Post by Nartaga on Mar 18, 2014 18:49:06 GMT -8
Nartaga shrugged. He didn't know much about making antivenoms. Still, there was still the body of the Worrt to deal with. Nartaga pulled a seed from his robes and placed it on the Worrt.
-Nartaga-
"From whence it came, so shall it return."
Placing his hands over the body, he began to chant, and the same blue light emitted from his goggles, and his hands. The light decayed the body, and the seed grew, and grew, and grew. Time seemed to pass in a compressed bubble for that particular spot, until a large Tatooine tree, twisted, hideous, and yet beautiful all at the same time. The tree had few leaves to speak of, and while it was still young, it looked like it was dying. The Worrt's corpse was gone, used as nutrients for the tree itself. Nartaga stopped, the blue light once again faded, and he leaned on the tree, out of breath.
-Nartaga-
"Pardon me if I take a moment to rest. It can sometimes be taxing."
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Post by Atia on Mar 19, 2014 17:52:42 GMT -8
Six took roots herself. Never have she seen power like that. Where there once was a corpse, there now was a beautifull tatooine tree.
She was baffled.
Taking off her binoculars she could see it with her own eyes, as life was created. She had seen birth before, helping the shaman of her tribe but never this intense.
She had to sit down. Couldnt watch it standing. She sat down, holding the blood soaked cloth in her hand and just watched the tree for a while.
She was shocked and mesmerized. The entire magical moment was ruined by that little thought in the back of her head, a slight fear.
She feared she will have to report this.
She moved over to Nartaga where he sat and joined him, reaching him one of the nutrition sticks, and took one herself. Not a word. She didnt know what or how. Words would have ruined the spiritual moment.
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Post by Nartaga on Mar 19, 2014 20:05:13 GMT -8
Nartaga looked to Six, then to the tree, then back to Six. Even as the tree stood there is seemed to still be adjusting to the new life it had, bending to the winds of the mountain top. He could tell she was amazed, but he could sense the slight fear in her mind. It was not hard to guess why.
-Nartaga-
"Few can master the ability to grow life from so little. It is taxing even on the most experienced of Shaman. Tatooine may have breathed life into us, but returning the favor to her body is difficult. She has accepted her role as a barren world. If it were up to me we would return her to her youth, planting gardens and forests in her honor. But she has other plans, it seems."
Few but Tuskens could understand the way they spoke about Tatooine, as if she was alive, and not just another planet in an inconceivable amount of space, filled with other planets.
-Nartaga-
"When you tell your Masters of this, and we both know you will have to, also tell them we are better as allies than enemies. We may be few in number and outmatched technologically, but we have Tatooine on our side."
Nartaga untied the water bladder from his belt, and began coughing until he lifted the bladder up, and water poured into the mouth hole of his mask. Water poured down his mask, and onto his robes, but he did not seem to care about the waste at the moment. Having quenched his thirst after heavily gulping down the cool water, he corked the bladder back up and tied it to his belt again.
-Nartaga-
There are things that cannot be taught by simply watching. Perhaps you will be able to do such wonders some day..."
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Post by Xyras on Mar 24, 2014 20:30:17 GMT -8
Fumes filled the shuttle as Xyras fought the ship to land as gentle as possible. Hitting the ground she was thrust against the straps that held her to her seat, knocking what air she had left in her. It seemed like forever till the small shuttle came to a halt. Unstrapping herself and grabbing her bag she struggled to the back hanger where the door was, Xyras pulled the door switch. The door squealed trying to open but in the rough landing it was damaged. The fumes where burning her lungs, throwing both her hands in front of her she Force blasted the screaming door to making it pop open a few feet.
Xyras scrambled out the small opening, and staggered a good several feet away from the smoking shuttle. Gasping for air, she quickly took in her surroundings.
Xyras gritted her teeth. This was not what she needed. Turning she began walking to where she last seen the nearest city on her nav com before it shorted out. Several mintutes later she heard an explosion. "One less thing to worry about." She muttered.
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Atia
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Post by Atia on Mar 28, 2014 18:33:46 GMT -8
-Six-
"One does not give weapons to enemies, Nartaga. I think that is clear. If you find yourself trusting me with this knowledge, I would be honoured."
She got to Nartaga and went down to her knees, bowing to him. This was a clear sign of putting herself under his command. She wanted to know how to make trees, the deed took her mind and interest like a huge meteorite deals with the native populace of a planet.
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Post by Nartaga on Mar 28, 2014 18:50:12 GMT -8
Nartaga took a knee and aided Six in getting back up. He knew she did not need help in getting up, but the gesture was what counted.
-Nartaga-
"Time will tell if you are capable of being trusted with the secrets of the R'Crurak, Six. What you saw is no secret. It is simply something that is rare. Few can master it, but any who are willing may try and learn. Others, like myself.....We have gone down a different path."
Nartaga let his grip go and walked away, back to the rocky trail leading to their Bantha's. Nartaga turned back too Six for a moment.
-Nartaga-
"The second day is halfway gone, and we still have the long ride back to the Enclave. I suggest we make haste. I feel a sandstorm forming."
Nartaga pointed to the horizon, south, and an small looking swirl of sand gathering far off in the distance. Nartaga turned back and made his way back down the side of the mountain, eventually getting to the Banthas, feeding and watering them for the journey, and got onto his own, awaiting Six.
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Post by Atia on Mar 31, 2014 15:28:24 GMT -8
-Six-
"Isnt it smarter to stay by the well when my ship comes? We have all we need to trade with us."
She got down to the Banthas and got on the elder. Went a bit better this time. She was learning and getting confident in her bantha riding skills. Six didnt mention the secrets and paths Nartaga was talking about. She didnt want to seem over eager, but in truth she was high on adrenaline from the exitement. A day of bantha riding would fix that. She did learn one very important lesson while hanging bound between "teaching" sessions back on Juvex. Patience.
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Post by Nartaga on Apr 1, 2014 18:23:24 GMT -8
Nartaga looked back to Six and shrugged as the Banthas began moving in a single file.
-Nartaga-
"I suppose it wouldn't hurt. I had thought we would meet in the Great Hall, the building you displayed the strength of your weapons. But if you think the well would be a better place, there is a cave nearby to shield us from the storm."
Nartaga whipped the reins gently of his bantha and it sped up, but about a step and a half faster per minute.
-Nartaga-
"So you said you were originally from the Sakkatt clan?"
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Post by Atia on Apr 3, 2014 1:00:48 GMT -8
She cursed inside her head. She had gotten so carried away with being back on tatooine she dropped information she shouldnt. Wasnt really her fault, one cant learn all the spy trade in one year. This was her second assignment.
-Six-
"My blood is Sakkatt, yes. My past is Tusken, yes, but my future is Banshee. I charrish all three."
She thought a little then answered Nartagas other concern.
-Six-
"A trade is sacred. The first trade double so. You want to know that the trade is fair, and so do we. It wouldnt be fair to take payment without your presence."
Right then and there when she said those words, she realised how easy it would be to snatch Nartaga right then and there. She hoped the Mistress had no such plans, but if she knew what kind of power he posessed...
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Post by Nartaga on Apr 3, 2014 11:42:15 GMT -8
Nartaga turned his head to looked at Six, staying silent for several long moments. He could feel there were unsaid things in her mind, but he did not push them. After what might have begun to feel like a quiet eternity, Nartaga finally spoke with a shrug.
-Nartaga-
"I suppose you are right. I forget that we are not dealing with other Tuskens in this trade. Most Chieftains might be offended and paranoid about meeting in the middle of the desert. Meeting where they live, it gives equal opportunity for either side to do something stupid. And everyone would see it, and those that lived about who was the treacherous snake. Clans are wiped out with much less than words these days."
Nartaga turned his head back to face the path in front of them, speaking a little louder to carry his voice back to Six.
-Nartaga-
"What do you remember of your time in the Sakkatt clan? There are few survivors left. We took whoever wished to join us into the Enclave. Most were dying of starvation and dehydration from wandering the desert aimlessly. None of them ever speak of what happened....You said the Banshees took you in a raid? Spirits from another world were your exact words...How many did they kill before they decided to take only you? What made you....worth taking?"
Nartaga did not seem bitter or angry over the past, with the near death of another clan. He could not change that. Still, the last two words he spoke came out forced. No matter how much time he spent with Six, he was always aware of the collar around her neck. It was unnatural to him. Slavery was against everything the R'Crurak clan believed in. To see another Tusken with a collar made him shiver. It always started with one. He needed to be extra careful at this meeting.
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Post by Atia on Apr 3, 2014 12:04:06 GMT -8
-Six-
"Two. A sentry and the chieftain."
She remembered the Mistress, cutting a sentry in two. She materialised right behind the guard, and the tusken was divided from top to bottom with a slash from an energy blade. A lightsaber. She remembered the yellow twilek growling and screaming her blood chilling screams as she and her sisters advanced unoposed through the camp, finally coming to the Chieftain. They didnt fight long. The Mistress ripped the left arm off the Chieftain and beat him to death with it like an animal. That was her last moment as truly tusken, when she charged forth to fight the daemon that killed her chieftain. From that, it was fuzzy.
-Six-
"They chose me because I still fought when everyone else ran. They knew women from men, by our cloths, and they took the one that fought daemons and spirits, instead of fleeing.
All the rest they stunned with weapons like the ones you are gaining with the trade. No more does a tusken need to kill an other for water or territory."
She tried to change the subject. Her memmories from that night were unrilyable, and she rather did not think on it. It was hard enough to come back to tatooine, and be with her own people reminding her of what she could have become. Even if it meant starving to death with her clan.
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Post by Nartaga on Apr 3, 2014 12:49:59 GMT -8
Nartaga shook his head at Six naivety.
-Nartaga-
"We still live on a desert world. Tatooine provides the best she is able but...Well....Let me explain it this way.. Two rival clans are both dying of dehydration. In between their territories is an underground well, which contains only enough water to support one clan. Would the Clan with the newer, better weapons simply set the weapons to stun and incapacitate the rival clan, or destroy them from the face of Tatooine, and not only gain access to the water well, but also the land and resources of their now dead enemies?"
Nartaga lowered his head for a moment, staring down at the ground as they slowly moved over it on their Banthas.
-Nartaga-
"I am sorry to poke holes in your dream of peace, but there will always be conflict among our own people. It is our nature. I have the same dream, but we are many years from achieving it. I doubt either of us will live to see a truly peaceful Tusken Civilization."
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Post by Atia on Apr 4, 2014 4:04:33 GMT -8
--- A year ago, on Juvex ---
-Bateman-
"Mistress, I understand your ... frustration with Tatooine. But, how do you intend to master a peaple like the tusken? Brutes, barbarans, uncivilised dogs. They know nothing of order and galactic matters. They..."
"Disgusts you, I know Bateman Betha. I spit in a random direction and I will hit something you hate. But no, tusken are barbarians, yes, uncivilised, yes. Brutes? Doubly so. Is that a setback on their behalf? No. They are a force of nature, like a wind that tears buildings from their bases and rips trees by their roots. You must remember Bateman Betha, Civilisations were founded to withstand the force of nature."
-Bateman-
"But how will you master them, Mistress?"
"It is easy my slave. I intend to civilise them..."
--- Present ---
Six didnt speak for a long time. Nartagas words did hurt her. Her young naive heart believed she brings life to her people with these weapons, a way to fight an other day. She never really understood raiding, since she was a woman and half a child, half an adult still when she was taken. She heard the stories but never was thought the unwritten rules of tatooine and raiding. She saw the logic in it, the survival of the fittest clan, but... she didnt understand why it was so. She didnt WANT to understand.
Finally, after maybe a hour of conteplation she spoke with the voice of a resistant child.
-Six-
"They will have the CHOICE."
With that, she oriented the elder bantha a few stepps away from Nartaga. She didnt want to speak with him for a while. Like a civilised teen slamming the door on her parents, she distanced herself in their journey to the well. They were maybe just half a dozen dunes from the well when her Datapad beeped. She checked it and rode up alongside Nartaga.
-Six-
"The ship is early. It just exited hyperspace. I took the liberty to link them the beacons frequency. They should land soon."
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Post by Nartaga on Apr 5, 2014 5:36:41 GMT -8
Nartaga could hear the denial in her voice. She truly wanted to believe a choice would be enough to stop hundred year old blood feuds, water wars, and raids. He remained silent for a long time, respecting Six's wishes not to speak to him at the moment. He was not a parent, but he knew sometimes it was best to let someone think it out for themselves, instead of talking to them and reminding them why they were angry in the first place. Anger can cloud the judgment, especially of one so young.
When Six rode up next to him, he took a moment before he turned his head.
-Nartaga-
"It will be a pleasure to finally meet your masters in person."
Nartaga turned his head back to look onward.
-Nartaga-
"I am sorry if my words have hurt you, but deep down you know I am right. I do not say this to brag, it is with great sorrow I acknowledge the fact that a large majority of our people are still little more than savages. The R'Crurak and its allies are only a small percent of the entire population. We have numbers yes, but the others have legions of warriors. Our only saving grace has been our technology, scavenged or traded for. The Shuttle especially."
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Post by Atia on Apr 5, 2014 5:56:14 GMT -8
Nartaga didnt help. She was about to give up her darkened silence and become friendly again and Nartaga reminded her of the dreams his words shattered. She wasnt actually pissed with him, although the phrase "shooting the messenger" was close to her mindset. Even if few came up to her to trade weapons, because of the collar, those that did would be better tusken. Or so Six believed. They will continue killing each other.
She looked at Nartaga, then down at the Bantha.
She looked at nartaga, about to say something.
The thought that nartaga and his people prouded themselves in the shuttle they were building. She thought about saying that the ship that brings the weapons for the trade could take most of the tusken in the enclave with them, and if the crew and all the passengers were removed, it was likely that half the tusken population could fly in it. She might be naive, but she was intelligent too. She knew what nartagas answer would be. His people needs to make theit own way.
She looked back at their traveling target and continued without a word.
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Post by Nartaga on Apr 6, 2014 8:30:08 GMT -8
Nartaga rode in silence for a while, respecting Six's own choice of silence. When they came to the area the Beacon was placed, he got off his Bantha and began to set up for a fire, taking wood he had packed for the trip. Take a flint and striking his knife against the dry Tatooine wood, it caught almost immediately. He sat and chewed on a few pieces of Hubba bread, thinking about the coming meeting with the representatives of the Banshee clan. There was something nagging him, in the back of his mind, but he could not put his finger on the feeling.
Swallowing the bitter Hubba bread in his mouth, he poked the fire with his Gaderffii, watching as embers flew into the air. He hoped they would arrive soon. He had spoken of a sandstorm, and he had not been lying. They had little less than a day before it made its way to the Enclave. Less time than that before it came to the meeting place at the underground well.
-Nartaga-
"So when they come, have you decided to ask them stay, or will you go willingly if they command you to leave?"
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Post by Atia on Apr 6, 2014 14:37:28 GMT -8
She Sat by the fire opposing Nartaga, fiddling with her datapad, writing her reports. She was about the part where Nartaga made a tree. She had started that paragraph three times now and had deleted it to rewrite every time. Would she dare to leave it out? To downgrade the event? To describe it how it actually happened?
She realised that Nartaga was speaking half way through. Six shook her head.
-Six-
"Depends. Depends who comes, depends if the command is given. I dont think they will call me back though. Not yet."
She continued her work on that one paragraph. Well... after a few moments without words written, she looked up at Nartaga and stared at him for a moment.
-Six-
"Do you want me to write about the tree?"
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Post by Nartaga on Apr 7, 2014 7:09:26 GMT -8
Nartaga nodded understandingly at her answer to his question. Leaning over to see what she was writing on the datapad, he fumbled over the words in his mind. His understanding of Basic in its written form was much worse than its spoken form. He could make out a few of the key parts though.
-Nartaga-
"Tell them what you must. I would not be able to forgive myself if your decision to hide information got you into trouble. As I said before, even if they know, there is not much they can do about it. Best they know that we are stronger as allies than enemies."
Nartaga shrugged and pulled his Gaderffii out of the fire, holding it upright in the sand with his hand.
-Nartaga-
"They may be dangerous and powerful, but few can outmatch me in battle, if it comes to that. I once stood against Jud'dayus, the Old Sith. It was not a battle of swords, but of minds and strength of will, and I walked away from it."
Nartaga suddenly felt a deep sadness mentioning Jud'dayus. He looked off in the direction of the Temple, and beneath his mask a frown formed. He could feel a strong presence there, even stronger than Jud'dayus, if such a thing was possible. Shaking his head in disbelief all he could do was chuckle uneasily to himself.
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Post by Atia on Apr 7, 2014 8:28:33 GMT -8
Turning an operative against her handlers is hard work. One needs to know her background, personal information and a way to feel more appealing then the people actually handling the operative. Most importantly, you need to do it without the operative knowing about it.
Nartaga was good ways down that road. Six nodded.
-Six-
"As you wish."
She finnished the report. She had written down what happened since first contact to this moment as well as she could in basic.
It wasnt the touche of the Force that the datapad started to peep when she finnished, this instance could actually be chalked up to coincidence. The datapad peeped and she checked it.
-Six-
"They are here. I sent them the Beacon information."
She stood up, pocketing the datapad. She was really nervous now. Nartaga had set her head full of fear about leaving. She really liked it here on tatooine. She did. She knew it now, and she really feared the moment she was going to be sent away. She just stood, and watched the sky.
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Post by Nartaga on Apr 7, 2014 12:12:09 GMT -8
Nartaga nodded at the completion of the report and turned his gaze to the sky as well. He wondered who would be coming, as well as what type of craft they would come down in.
-Nartaga-
"How long before they land? I can't even see them yet."
Nartaga's heartbeat sped up and his throat tightened. He was nervous, but it was not a bad nervousness. It was in anticipation of meeting another group of Outsiders. He had met Sith, Jedi, Jensaarai, Mandalorians, and Smugglers. To meet another group was exciting, to say the least. At worst it would lead to a bad confrontation. Still, he would do whatever it took to avoid conflict with Outsiders. Especially if the Banshee clan had access to superior weapons.
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