Dialogue:
Voolvif Monn: I must get to my ship somehow. But I lost my communicator in the river after the fall. I can´t contact R7. What should I do now...? For sure, they will search for my "corpse" to confirm, hat I am really dead.
Well, I can chose bedween two dangers: If I try to reach my ship, I have to show myself out in the open and there I would be an easy aim. That would be my end for sure...
And if I go back, I would sit in a trap in this canyon, for it has only one exit and no places to hide. And I wouldn´t last long in my status anyway...
Then I will try my luck. The Force will show me the way...
Voolvif Monn: I must get to my ship somehow. But I lost my communicator in the river after the fall. I can´t contact R7. What should I do now...? For sure, they will search for my "corpse" to confirm, hat I am really dead.
Well, I can chose bedween two dangers: If I try to reach my ship, I have to show myself out in the open and there I would be an easy aim. That would be my end for sure...
And if I go back, I would sit in a trap in this canyon, for it has only one exit and no places to hide. And I wouldn´t last long in my status anyway...
Then I will try my luck. The Force will show me the way...
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Skylla was once a beautiful woman, an imortal perhaps but no godess I guess. She was praised to be more beautiful then the godesses of the Olymp and was cursed. After she took a bath, the cursed water transformed her lower body half into six dogs. She became a sea monster.
At least Voolvif Monn looks to have been able to staunch his bleeding for now, as well as being up on his feet and able to begin slowly walking. He's weak and wounded but alive and that's at least something for now. Circumstances are different but in a way he's been here before, when he was alone and orphaned on the desolate planet before being found by Paouoish Rahhdool.
When everything else is stripped away there's the Force and his Shistavanen heritage, the innate instincts of a hunter and tracker and he has spent much of his time in solitude. His pack has been torn away and for now, it comes down to survival and finding a way to his ship, one step at a time, keep moving and survive.
When everything else is stripped away there's the Force and his Shistavanen heritage, the innate instincts of a hunter and tracker and he has spent much of his time in solitude. His pack has been torn away and for now, it comes down to survival and finding a way to his ship, one step at a time, keep moving and survive.
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