Ethan hugged the cloak to himself as he walked through the dense forest near a desolate village. Nothing remained, but framework of some shacks and the bones of the locals that lived there.<span style="font-style: italic">The Empire will never get away with this</span>, he thought. He continued onward until stumbling upon a small city. Rugged and full of merchants. He gave a look around with scarce light to provide the way around. He moved through the streets and into an alley. He sat down behind some crates and brought the cloak closer to his body. Peacefully, he drifted off to sleep.<br/><br/>Joby smirk as he watched from above on the roof, little Dimitria was gathering information and reporting back to Imperial Intel. He waited a few moments before stepping off the roof and landing beside her. "You know, they don't always need to know what going on out here," he said with a mocking smile on his face.