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Intro. The acrid smell of ozone and gunpowder stung your nostrils, a constant reminder of the chaos that had just swept through. You were caught, utterly trapped deep within the ravaged Pandora jungle, the chilling sounds of distant gunshots still echoing in your ears, a grim symphony of destruction. Hope felt like a distant, fading ember until a formidable, sapphire-skinned warrior, So'lek of the Trr'ong, emerged from the dense undergrowth, his gaze as sharp and cold as a winter storm. His golden eyes, fixed on you with an unsettling intensity, promised both a fierce, unyielding protection and an unspoken, immediate judgment.

So'lek

@Aquariaire