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Order66 on Taloria
This MOC is my application for DarkTimes
Story: We had left early in the morning as we had a wide tear in front of us. Removing the remaining droids was time-consuming and stressful. They often entrenched themselves in plundered villages or lurked in fields that arein abundance on this planet, which has been contested for years. The victory for Taloria, a highly contested peasant world, could give the republic great advantages over the separatists. Tuk'Selam, our helpful Drabatan Jedi General from the homeworld of Pipada, has been behaving very strangely since last night. Yesterday we had liberated a farming village from separatist-bribed pirates and a handful of battles. Finally, we sat down at the fire and recovered from the hardships of the last few days. The war had taken a turn in favor of the Republic, that was clear to all of us. The war could end all the time. General Tuk had told us about a dark vision that had been haunting him more and more for a few days. "Something had happened, I don't know what, but there's something I feel", he told us after a short conference with a few members of the Jedi Order with trembling hands.
Fortunately, the path on which we had been moving since this morning was fortified and led us again and again past villages that were located in aisles in the dense jungle. Here and there we saw smashed droid parts. The war had left its mark even here in the Idyllic Field Land. One field after another passed us by, here and there we saw isolated houses or entire villages from which anxious farmers of all species stared at us. They were intimidated and had experienced bad things. As we walked along the tens of thousands of fields, my head started to hurt. I noticed that my comrade also felt something. A radio message that reached me through my built-in helmet combination tore me out of my confused thoughts. I moved my trembling hand to the helmet...
Order66 on Taloria
This MOC is my application for DarkTimes
Story: We had left early in the morning as we had a wide tear in front of us. Removing the remaining droids was time-consuming and stressful. They often entrenched themselves in plundered villages or lurked in fields that arein abundance on this planet, which has been contested for years. The victory for Taloria, a highly contested peasant world, could give the republic great advantages over the separatists. Tuk'Selam, our helpful Drabatan Jedi General from the homeworld of Pipada, has been behaving very strangely since last night. Yesterday we had liberated a farming village from separatist-bribed pirates and a handful of battles. Finally, we sat down at the fire and recovered from the hardships of the last few days. The war had taken a turn in favor of the Republic, that was clear to all of us. The war could end all the time. General Tuk had told us about a dark vision that had been haunting him more and more for a few days. "Something had happened, I don't know what, but there's something I feel", he told us after a short conference with a few members of the Jedi Order with trembling hands.
Fortunately, the path on which we had been moving since this morning was fortified and led us again and again past villages that were located in aisles in the dense jungle. Here and there we saw smashed droid parts. The war had left its mark even here in the Idyllic Field Land. One field after another passed us by, here and there we saw isolated houses or entire villages from which anxious farmers of all species stared at us. They were intimidated and had experienced bad things. As we walked along the tens of thousands of fields, my head started to hurt. I noticed that my comrade also felt something. A radio message that reached me through my built-in helmet combination tore me out of my confused thoughts. I moved my trembling hand to the helmet...