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Joren and Kelsa rejoined the others inside of Breia's home where the aroma of freshly brewed caf filled the air. Dono, Nyna, and Breia sat around the small wooden table in the corner of the room having a conversation, which judging by how fast the room fell silent when they entered the room, Joren and Kelsa both knew that it must have involved them. Joren looked at the trio and saw the playing cards scattered on the table, and for the first time since before they left Nar Shaddaa, a smile crept across his face.

“Sabaac?” Joren asked as he went over to the kitchen counter and poured a cup of caf for himself and another for Kelsa.

“You in?” Dono asked.

“Do you have to ask?” Joren replied as he took a seat next to his friend.

“You know, it's a good thing you came in when you did. You really don't want to be out there too long after dark, the Sand People have been really active lately.-” Breia said with a  pause. “-I was about to send the Mando out after you.” 

“Sand People?” Kelsa asked.

“Natives around here. They're more like animals. You don't want to be anywhere near them.” Breia told her.

“Alright, enough about that. We're safe here, right?-” Nyna chimed in. When Breia nodded in the affirmative, a crooked grin crossed her face. “-Alright then, let's play.”
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Joren was awoken in the middle of the night by the sound of some sort of disturbance outside of the house. He could hear the sounds of a guttural in the distance, then there were screams, and blaster fire. Though he couldn't tell exactly how far away the sounds were, he knew that they were close.

He sprang from the bed that he had been sharing with Kelsa, and bound to the front door. When he reached the living quarters, he found that Dono and Nyna were already there, and Breia entered just behind him. Dono and Nyna were looking out the windows searching for the source of the sounds, which seemed to be getting closer.

“What's going on?” Joren asked as Kelsa finally joined the others in the living quarters.

“That's them, the Sand People. They must have ambushed someone near here.” Breia said calmly, though Joren could feel her fear. 

“It's alright, they can't get in here.-” Joren said trying to reassure her, before a terrifying thought entered his mind. “-They can't get in here, can they?”

“Oh, they probably could if they wanted to. But they don't typically attack big structures like a home.” Breia told him.

“Oh, well, at least we've got that going for us.” Kelsa said from the back of the room.

However, as suddenly as the cries of the Sand People began, they grew silent. The foursome stood in silence as they each listened intently, but heard nothing.

As they looked out of the windows searching for any signs of the Sand People, Dono put his helmet, which he had been holding in his hand, on. He looked through his HUD, which had amazing low light visibility capabilities and began scanning the desert in front of Breia's home.

“I've got something.” He said as he noticed a lone figure who was stumbling as he made his way to the house.  “He's coming this way.” Dono announced.

"Can you tell what it is?" Joren asked.

"Human, I think...and he seems to be hurt." Dono told him.

They watched as the figure got closer to Breia's home, now close enough to be seen even in the dark, it was obvious that Dono's initial estimation was correct. Whoever this man was, he was hurt.

"Open the door." Joren said finally as neared the front entrance.

"You can't be serious." Kelsa said. “It's too dangerous, you cant go out there.” 

"She's right Joren, the Sand People are too close. We can't risk it." Nyna added.

"He needs help, he'll die out there."Joren pleaded.

"Better him than us." Dono told him.

"I'm going out there, and I'm bringing him in here. I'm not going to let him die." Joren said, determined.

"Joren, no...." Kelsa begged.

"Breia, open the door." Joren said.

Breia looked to Kelsa and Nyna who silently pleaded with her not to open the door,however, when she looked at Joren, she simply shook her head, as if in disbelief at what she was doing, and reluctantly unsealed the door. Once Joren was outside, she sealed the doors again.

"He's right, I'm sorry." Breia said, regret and fear mixed in her voice.

The four inside the home watched intently as Joren rushed out to the injured man, who had collapsed not far from the front entrance to the home. When he reached the man, Joren reached down and helped him to his feet, supporting the man on his shoulders and led him back to the safety of the house as quickly as possible.

"Set him down here, Vod'ika." Dono said, pointing to the plush sofa that sits near the center of the living quarters.

“Than...thank you.”  The stranger says before passing into unconsciousness.