[I7 - Sinton - CFS] Left in Horror

[goatman461]

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One day the transports stopped coming. 

For Mon Calamari pilot Klask Raio, his dreams of finding work with one of the Imperial contractors flying supply missions in and out of Sinton was dashed. Not many cycles ago, Klask and his crew took on a seemingly simple contract to transport medical supplies to the planet. They had known the planet was a work camp for Imperial dissidents, but felt reassured that they could do their part to ease the burden of the workers by bringing antibiotics, dressings, medicinal spice, and supplemental vitamins. 

Even as they made landing and saw the sickly populace were they confident in their decision to take the contract. But, the few non-humans that they saw around the port were quiet, bent low, and obviously malnourished - not the relieved and welcoming populace they expected to find. Making their way to the local cantina, the crew began to feel quite uneasy. Shops began to close as they walked by, eateries started turning over chairs and sweeping floors, and the looks they got from local patrons made them feel most unwelcome. 

One cantina owner called them in with a friendly wave. Presumably eager for business, he pulled tables together, lit candles, and started filling their cups with the best local ferments. A few members of the local garrison even raised their glasses to the crew and smiled in greeting. The Mon Calamari ate like kings. 

They awoke the next morning surrounded by Iktotchi. Heads pounding. Dehydrated. In a pit. Light coming only from a door to the side and a walkway above. Booted footsteps rattled the metal walkway above as someone slowly walked back and forth above them. 

Scared and confused, they begged for answers. The Iktotchi told them they were brought in the night before, presumably intoxicated, and assured them that the warden had called up their first comrade to awaken and their situation should be sorted out soon. Klask surveyed the room and realized their navigation officer, a Mon Calamari cousin from the polar regions of Mon Cala, was the only one missing. Roddari, an astute communicator and inquisitive navigator, was sure to get them out of this.

But he never returned. Weeks had passed. No answers were offered. Their own ship had been seen leaving the planet and not a single resupply had come in since. The garrison watched them closely...

Edited November 3, 2020 by goatman461

[deraven]

Creepy, despondent, well-built.  Very nice.  

[marvelBoy123]

Nice horror build. The way the cell fits together is awesome!

[Simulterious]

Very nice!

[Darth Bjorn]

Really nice use of the rollercoaster tracks - I'm really looking forward to seeing how this will fit into your Jedha Moc... :)