Re: M4 WG: Harsh Climates
The lead hunter considers this briefly, as the distant sound of blaster bombardment continues sporadically. "So the Republic became this 'Empire,' which is evil? And you are the enemies of the Empire? And you are fleeing from their warriors?"
Some of the other hunters speak, briefly, in their own language, apparently offering advice. He ignores them, eyes flickering between your faces. He gives an order, and the hunters ease their bowstrings.
"Come with us. We will speak more soon, in a safer place."
The hunters surround you with weapons lowered. Their leader begins to move southward, loping between trees with easy grace.
With little choice, you follow along. Your escorts are not pressing you to the same manic pace as you took when escaping the Imperials, but your progress is still fast. The hunters, clearly locals, lead you along winding paths with less underbrush and more level ground. At first you are sure they are simply better at navigating this forest than you outsiders, but soon another theory becomes evident. These paths are prepared, possibly years in advance, for people who know the way to move more easily.
Soon enough you arrive at the edge of the swamp. The ground is much firmer and drier here. To the south, there are some low, rocky hills. The hunters gather around you in a circle.
Their leader once again comes to face Forim. He looks you over as if inspecting you in detail. Finally he speaks.
"I am Lum, Master Warden of the Aki-Varshi."