"Slavers? Seriously?" Fel stopped and turned around, glaring at Kya momentarily. She had to wonder what was worse, slavers or the Empire. "Sorry," Fel said, moving forward and out of the gorge. "I know it's not your fault."<br/><br/>As a child, Fel and her parents visited friends on the outskirts of the Corellian desert. There the deserts were a sea of dunes, baking hot and arid. Trudging through such dunes tried even the most trained soldier as the sand was deep and scorching. At night she heard the distant cry of a venomous feline called the sand panther. Fortunately, the girl never found herself in the dunes. To Fel, they were beautiful waving seas forever stationary against the Corellian horizon.<br/><br/>Florrum, by contrast, was rocky, dotted by huge canyons and gorges, though just as hot and arid as any other deserts in the galaxy. The acid flats, where the skalder dwelled, offered sulfuric geysers that would sometimes yellow the sky.<br/><br/>Thankfully, Kya and Fel started early, so crossing the rocky terrain wouldn't be too hot. The temperature was almost pleasant, but the wind posed the most threat. In the distance, a dust storm, hundreds of feet high, rolled across the horizon. The monster headed west of the outpost, likely missing the settlement. Unfortunately, smaller dust clouds spun in all directions.<br/><br/>The two were halfway toward their destinations when they heard a dull roar that sounded like more wind. Fel stopped, tilting her head to get a better listen. Both women deciphered the sounds at the same time – speeder bikes.<br/><br/>Fel disliked the uncertainty of following Kya. The girl proved herself trustworthy for now, but Fel could not shake the feeling of vulnerability. But what choice did she have? Both women ducked behind a hill, hitting the dirt. They watched as a small convoy of bikes and landspeeders zipped by, stirring up billowing clouds behind them. Even Fel could tell they were slavers. Fortunately, they didn't appear to be on the hunt or see the women. Once the danger passed, the two pressed on.<br/><br/>The two finally reached their destination. Bult inside a gorge, the outpost was protected by both manufactured and natural defenses. Laser cannons and barricades lined before the settlement, while sulfuric geysers dotted the area around it. As they neared, two Weequay pirates stepped toward the girls.<br/><br/>"What is your business here at Ohnaka Outpost?"<br/><br/>"Wait," said the other pirate. "Ohnaka Outpost? I thought it was Vincar outpost. When did the name change again?"<br/><br/>"This morning, when Vincar was tossed inside a geyser."<br/><br/>"Wish they'd settle on a name," sighed the second pirate. He then turned his attention back to the women. "State your business. Now."<br/><br/>Fel looked over at Kya. "You're supposed to know the place."