Working for a way home (open)

[Roarron]

it was another rather gloomy evening on Nar shadaa for Roarron. he had almost been on this damned moon for all his life, yet every new day he hoped there would be a chance to go home

Like most other evenings he had come to his local cantina to have a drink and find any work

[Tirrus Kell]

Todur, flew through the Space, he landed on the Planeet of Nar' Shadaa. This was Todur's homeworld. He grew up the first few yars of his life. Thoughts of his family and his childoohd, all came flying back to him. Most of his childhood memories, were stored on this Planet, he wanted to leave them all behind, he did but now he could not leave them, or avoid them. He slowly, got out of his ship, the land was quite cold, he felt the cool breeze hit his face. As soon as he stepped out, it was like he had never left the place. It was an amazing rush, that he could not desribe. He knew everything about the planet, after all he had lived here for a lot of years.

He walked around for a bit, speaking to some of the people that he knew when he wa sa child. Some of his old friends, as a child, had turned into Crime lords, he seemed pretty upset by this. People knew what Jar thought about Crime Lords, after all he had a near death experience with a Crime Lord, that he would rather not speak about, at this time anyway. I wonder, how that very good friend of mine, Jardar was doing. He walked to the appartement that he knew Jardar once lived in, as soon as he entered, he was shocked at what he saw. He was very old indeed. He seemed to be dead, but only recently. Layed on his bed, Todur walked over to him, he was quite cold. He could tell that he had just died, because the blood, that poured from his mouth was not yet dry, in the bed sheets that he lay on.

He knew he could do nothing, so he decided to drown his sorrows. He knew as a Jedi Master, he should not drink, but he knew that after his friend just dying he should have a bit of a reason. He walked over to the bar. "I'll have a Tarisian Ale, please" He sounded very upset as he spoke. He did not like this feeling one bit, this had upset him more than his Mother and Father had died. His mother was killed by a Sith Lord, at least he knew how she died. His Father, however, died in battle as a Mandalorian. Todur, knew that his Father had died with honour, just as how he wanted to.

He got his drink, and had a look round, for anywhere to sit. He saw a lonely wookie and walked over to him. He seemed to have a depressed look about him, Todur thought that they may as well be miserable as well. He walked over and spoke to him, in a saddened tone. "Hi, I'm Jar Todur, don't mind if I sit here do you?" He extended his arm out to the wookie, he knew they were not known for their friendliness. Bu he thought he may as well give the lonely Wookie some company.

[Roarron]

the half drunk wookiee turned his head and looked upon the little man

as soon as he set eyes on this man he knew there was something about him, something strange. Roarron started at this man for a few moments until he gave him a few welcoming grunts as he returned to his drink felling slightly perked up

[Tirrus Kell]

As soon as the Wookie let out a few grunts, Todur felt he was intruding upon the Wookie. The last thing he wanted was a fight with a Wookie, just after he had found one of his friends dead. He was still quite emotional, although a little more calmer. He seemed to have other good friends, that could help him throught this tough time. He looked at the Wookie, and analysed him, making sure that he was safe to talk and sit with. He seemed very friendly for a Wookie, they were not known to be friendly with Humans one bit, but this particular one was quite friendly and gracious.

He took a seat, next to the Wookie. He did not know his name, and he was pretty sure, that he would not understand if the Wookie did happen to say his name anyway. The seat was cold, and so was the planet, so that wasn't much either. Jar was quite intimidated, even though he was a Jedi. He began to speak, he, however didn't know if the Wookie, would understand the language much. So he thought he best keep his words simple, to make it easier for the tired Wookie. "How long have you lived here?" He could tell that the Wookie, had lived on the Earth for quite a long time. He did not know how he knew this, but he took a wild guess, based on how the Wookie, was treating on the planet. And also based on the attitude that the Wookie had.

He took another small sip, of the Tarisian Ale, it was cold on his lips, as he awaited the Wookies answer. It was very intimidating by the way that the Wookie sat in his chair, and the way that the Wookie gave out grunts, and grumbles. The creature did not seem to care, that he was talking to a Jedi Master, although he shouldn't do anyway. The Jedi were the Peacekeepers of the Galaxy, and Jar didn't really want to start a fight with the first Wookie he came across. It wouldn't do well for him ot all, nor the Wookie. Todur tried to ignore his surroundings, although it was very hard considering all the noise coming from the Bar. His surroundings were mucky and he just noticed them.

[Roarron]

Roarron swallowed the rest of his drink before the Jedi spoke. he listened and turned to face him again and grunted a few times.

what might have been surprising to the Jedi was that he understood what he said but i suppose being around people for almost 212 years allowed him to pick up the language

[Tirrus Kell]

Todur, took another long sip of the drink. He was infact still quite intimidate, even though the Wookie did understand the language that he was speaking. He then looked up to the Wookie, and thought about speaking, but then he thought of an even better thing to do. He stood up froim his seat. The chair leaving a big mark from where Tdur had sat. He walked over to Roarron. And then within an instant, something had happened. No-one had seen, or could understand what had happened. It was very hard what Todur had done, he had just transfered data of the Language into his brain. This would easily make it easier for Todur to speak to the Wookie.

He began to speak, in a language that he had never spoke before, and spoke in Wookie L:anguage. He seemed to be speaking in a normal way and opening his mouth in a noremal way, but for some reason, roars, grunts and growls were coming from his mouth. People around him wondered at how he had done this, but he carried on speaking to the Wookie. He started grunting, the words that translated to: "Hi, how are you?"

Todur took another seat in the chair he had just left, and took another sip of his Tarisian Ale. The coldness sent a shiver down his spine, but it was actually the fact that the Wookie could still do anything.

[Roarron]

the shock of hearing someone speaking the language of his people caused him to instantly stand to his full height and towered over the Jedi. he knew he was special, but this was unexpected. as he towered over the Jedi he made a series of soft grunts over in his direction

Translated: you know the language of my people?

[Tirrus Kell]

As the giant Wookie, towered over Jar Todur, Todur became very anxious and intimidated. He was a Jedi Master, but a Human, and very vulnerable to a Wookie. He lowered into the seat, trying not to look intimidated. He knew that the Wookie, understood what Todur had said. He also knew that the Wookie, was starting to get on well with him and understand him more. It was terrible for Jar Todur, as he thought he may be intruding on the Wookie, and not giving it as much space as needed be. He also felt that he shouldn't be speaking in the Wookies language, as it may feel that it was using something of the Wookies language.

He thought he should continue speaking, but thought the Wookie may not want to hear what he had to say. He listened carefully at the Wookie as he spoke. He didn't seem angry one bit, in fact he sounded quite heart warming, quite understandably. There was not a lot of Wookies on the planet of Nar' Shadaa. So Roarron never had many people or Wookies to speak to. Todur thought that maybe he was greatful to be speaking to someone in his own language.

Todur looked at the Wookie, and immediately thought, right then that he should actually carry on speaking to the Wookie, and maybe then the Wookie would appreciate someone actually taking notice of him and people actually talking to him. He let out a loud roar, that roughtly translated to: "Yes, are you suprised." He wondered how the Wookie would reply.