Ghost Town - Mission 7.3: Retribution on Ryloth
I put one foot in front of the other as carefully as possible. The mighty city of Lessu, once the beating heart of Ryloth, lay silent with the anticipation of the coming storm. Those moments before the battle were always the worst for a soldier. But they were also the last chance for civilians to get out of the firing lines. And that was exactly what the 253rd had come here for: to free and evacuate the Twi’lek hostages before the thunder of the artillery started. So far however, there was not a single pair of Lekku in sight. Instead all I encountered along my way down the spiraling cobblestone stairs of the residential district were crates and crates of marvelously colorful fruits and vegetables that obviously stem form the recent harvest. The pristine condition of the stacks of crates was a testament to the droids’ efficiency. Not a single grape had been spilled when the workers had been snatched form their yards and houses. I activated my comm. „Linx, Bruiser, spotted a sign of our head-tailed friends, yet?“ There was a slight crack of static before Linx’s voice got back to me. „Negative, though I might have spotted a cat…“ Bruiser joined the conversation „Also negative. But have you tried the fruits, yet, Lieutenant? A shame to leave them to the clankers.“ Linx chuckled audibly with amusement. „You know their only diet is oil and batteries.“ „Probably still cheaper than ration cubes.“ „Probably the same ingredients…“ „That’s why I’m always so energetic.“ „Right…“ Suddenly a particular ticking noise broke the silence. „Heads up, squad, hear that? That’s clanker steps, alright.“ I checked the scope of my rifle, aiming down the stairs, just as a shiny metal face peaked around the next sunlit corner. „Gotta feed them some laser bolts then!“ I steadied my aim. „First round’s on the house today.“ And with that I let loose the first round which knocked the unsuspecting droid flat on its back. I heard more metallic footsteps. It was time to serve the main course.
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Did I write yet another log with a food metaphor? Anyway, here we go with a new build for the 253rd Legion and a challenging one too. I tried putting in as much detail as possible once more. Let me know what you think!
Ghost Town - Mission 7.3: Retribution on Ryloth
I put one foot in front of the other as carefully as possible. The mighty city of Lessu, once the beating heart of Ryloth, lay silent with the anticipation of the coming storm. Those moments before the battle were always the worst for a soldier. But they were also the last chance for civilians to get out of the firing lines. And that was exactly what the 253rd had come here for: to free and evacuate the Twi’lek hostages before the thunder of the artillery started. So far however, there was not a single pair of Lekku in sight. Instead all I encountered along my way down the spiraling cobblestone stairs of the residential district were crates and crates of marvelously colorful fruits and vegetables that obviously stem form the recent harvest. The pristine condition of the stacks of crates was a testament to the droids’ efficiency. Not a single grape had been spilled when the workers had been snatched form their yards and houses. I activated my comm. „Linx, Bruiser, spotted a sign of our head-tailed friends, yet?“ There was a slight crack of static before Linx’s voice got back to me. „Negative, though I might have spotted a cat…“ Bruiser joined the conversation „Also negative. But have you tried the fruits, yet, Lieutenant? A shame to leave them to the clankers.“ Linx chuckled audibly with amusement. „You know their only diet is oil and batteries.“ „Probably still cheaper than ration cubes.“ „Probably the same ingredients…“ „That’s why I’m always so energetic.“ „Right…“ Suddenly a particular ticking noise broke the silence. „Heads up, squad, hear that? That’s clanker steps, alright.“ I checked the scope of my rifle, aiming down the stairs, just as a shiny metal face peaked around the next sunlit corner. „Gotta feed them some laser bolts then!“ I steadied my aim. „First round’s on the house today.“ And with that I let loose the first round which knocked the unsuspecting droid flat on its back. I heard more metallic footsteps. It was time to serve the main course.
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Did I write yet another log with a food metaphor? Anyway, here we go with a new build for the 253rd Legion and a challenging one too. I tried putting in as much detail as possible once more. Let me know what you think!