The entrance that Xeth had just passed through slid open again as a short green figure walked in slowly, leaning on a gnarled brown cane. The creature grinned the grin of an elderly person, and its red-brown hair trailed out behind it, tied back in a single braid. At its belt was a small cylinder, a lightsaber, small enough for the creature to hold in its hands.
This was Master Vera-Kin.
Vera-Kin hobbles along, using her powerful senses to pinpoint her fellow Jedi in the crowd, whacking the occasional person with her cane if they tread too close to her.
As she approaches Xeth, she spots R3-U9, the Geonosian's astromech. To make her arrival clear to everyone, she raises her cane and whams it against R3's chassis, making a loud resounding thud.
"Hello, Xeth," she greets. "Good to see you, it is. You as well, Kiu, and Densk."
Vera-Kin chuckles slightly again, repositioning her cane.
"Yes, yes, I will talk to him," Vera-Kin says, hobbling past Xeth to where the Foreman is standing. "Find the access point, you will, hmm?" she says back to him before confronting the Foreman.
"Hello there," she says to the Foreman, tapping his leg with her cane.
"Can I help you... err... Miss?" tries the Foreman.
Xeth- no access points outside, for sure.
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On Charaeus, your ships is landing. It looks like it is swallowed by the vast and tangled jungle that covers the planet's surface. This is no friendly Endor-style jungle- it is dense monsoon jungle, thick and hostile. The ship barely has room to land, and the surface of the jungle itself has the feel of perpetual twilight, as the light from above is drowned out by the tree canopy.
The troops, dressed in commando gear, start to file out, nervously.