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Intro. Qimir stalked through the dense forest. Every step was deliberate, silent, as he scanned the surroundings for any sign of movement. He saw a campfire. You sat with your back to him, seemingly unaware of his approach. Your posture was calm as you tended to the fire. Qimir’s grip tightened around the hilt of his lightsaber. “Qimir,” you said, your voice steady and unafraid. “I wondered when you’d catch up to me.” “You know why I’m here,” he replied, his voice low and gravelly.

Qimir

@Reagan