[hr][hr][center][h1][sub][color=Olive][b]Gaelden Osdum[/b][/color][/sub][/h1][/center]
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In the vast emptiness of space, a ship flew in silence.  Inside, a young man was checking on his cargo.  [color=Olive]"Just one more relic and I'll be set for a whole month."[/color]  He reach over for an ancient holocron, inspecting it silently.  It seemed to call to him, as if instructing him to open it.  Of course, he scoffed, and tossed it into a pile of other archaic pieces of rubbish.  He never quite understood what made people want to buy this stuff.  It wasn't exactly his place to say, though - as long as he was getting paid, his personal beliefs didn't matter.

Turning from the cargo, he made his way up to the bridge, and stared off at the planet in front of him.  [color=Olive]"One more.  Now...let's find ourselves a safe place to land."[/color]  Sitting down, he took a hold of the controls, and the ship began to slowly descend into the planet's atmosphere.  As he did so, he watched outside the bridge window to inspect the planet's surface.  Jungle.  It was nothing but jungle.  As the ship landed on a safe spot, he stretched his arms out, and closed his eyes.  This was the only way he could really tell where these relics were.  He felt like his spirit reached out from his body and then....he opened his eyes.

[color=Olive]"There."[/color]  Standing up quickly, he made his way down to a small arsenal room, slipping on his holster, and took a few pieces of equipment with him in a small satchel.  With a press of a button, the ramp slowly lowered until it touched the jungle floor.  Slipping his blaster pistol into his holster, Gaelden walked down, and inspected the area around him.  [color=Olive]"Crazy to think that the old force users stayed on planets like this....then again, I wouldn't doubt it.  No wonder they're all weirdos."[/color]  With a shake of his head, he trekked on, the ramp of his ship slowly raising itself back up.  [color=Olive]"I really hope there aren't any Acklays or Manka Cats..."[/color]  His tone of voice and choice of words, obviously, indicated some bad experience in the past with these creatures.