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*Your entry has earned 8 XP (x2 for limited challenge)* The Bloodfields of Atchorb were a sight to behold. Miles upon miles of crimson clovers painting the landscape. Of course, Fopha and Maerru would have beheld the view, if they hadn't been soaring across the plains in their newly completed swoop bikes, cutting a path through the sea of red. Although you couldn't tell it from his hulking frame and the two-handed cannon he carried, Maerru was a gentle soul and an artist at heart. He had adorned his bike with symbols and icons from his home, painted to match the flowers of this world. Fopha cared only about speed and efficiency. He was an expert navigator but, on the Magnate starship, that meant he flicked levers and plotted courses. On the swoop he could really feel alive. Edit: Maerru's bike is actually an adpated alt-build I made from the Ninjago Movie set 70629: Piranha Attack. https://brickset.com/sets/70629-1/Piranha-Attack I adapted the seat area to fit a swoop bike style better but besides that it's made completely from parts recycled from that set.

*Your entry has earned 6 XP* The Magnate was a lavish ship, the Broker only paid for the best. No sooner than the Magnate broke through the atmosphere, Clan Eldar's tranmission had rang through the bridge - they needed help securing Bonadan. They evaded the blockade around Uyter with relative ease, Olen was sure a few Imperial pilots happened to look the other way as they passed. The Broker - or the Broker's money - had a lot of influence and Pyerce's Empire remnant wasn't as infallible as they'd like the galaxy to think. They secured a cut of the food supplies they liberated from Uyter to trade through Olen and the Broker's connections; Olen enjoyed any chance to undermine the tyranny of the Empire. Olen and the Broker: The crew assembled on the bridge as the Magnate made the jump to hyperspace. Olen briefed the crew on their mission to Bonadan. Fopha, the Rodian, prepared to drop the ship from hyperspace. As the Magnate emerged, suspended above Bonadan, they were met with the first of Pyerce's forces. Olen Fass had come to join the fight!

*Your entry has earned 8 XP* The Broker's information was good. He was right; the Imps on the ground were dropping off a delivery of goods for the fleet in orbit. The blockade at Uyter had restricted trade and exports, denying the people basics like food while the Imps had free reign to take what they wanted from the planet. Olen and his team were going to ambush the Imps and liberate the cargo. If the galaxy couldn't have Uyter's food trade, neither could the Empire. The troops put up a good fight... at first. They weren't a squadron expecting a fight. Or prepared for one. They expected a quiet drop off, Olen and his crew didn't give them one. The Imps fell one by one as the darkness of the approaching night grew around them. In the sky a ship approached, it wasn't one of theirs. They were running out of time, Maerru the hulking Iktotchi, threw down his cannon and began loading the crates onto swoop bikes. As the approaching transport ship landed, death troopers filed out behind a woman in the garb of an ISB agent. One of Pyerce's forces perhaps? Olen's team had already loaded the crates of supplies when a trooper launched a thermal detonator right at them. It knocked them flying in their escape but they were already fleeing to the bikes as the troops raised their weapons. As Olen flew away he met the stare the ISB agent, watching them depart.

Love the layout and the cylinders on the floor really sell the machinery for me, the yellow works brilliantly too.

This is a fun little build I love! The interior is really nice

Thank you guys!

*Your entry has earned 3 XP* The Broker had told Olen of an imperial dug-out on Azure; he had once paid good money to stay in the graces of the Empire, but now they had fallen it was time to reclaim that investment. The squadron of troopers were holed up underground like rats hoarding what remained of an imperial bunker. Inside, Olen found the cache: weapons, munitions, rations and credits. The money was nothing compared to the Broker's wealth, but to Olen it was impressive. And on the back shelf, perhaps the greatest prize of all - two camtonos of imperial Beskar.

Thank you! I have a lot of fun posing these things. I thought the bike was quite chunky to begin with but I like the pod racer feel to it. I'll see if Olen can give it a paint job. Thank you, there'll be more to the story soon

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*Your entry has earned 5 XP* Olen was searching the plains of Azure for an old imperial bunker. Supposedly, since news had reached them of the defeat at Jakku, a small squadron of storm troopers had holed up underground with supplies and credits Olen's employer dearly wanted. So far the imps had eluded him. Luckily for him, his new bike wasn't quiet. It drew the attention of the imps who made the mistake of thinking they had a chance...

Olen Fass, a kiffar foundling was raised to be the personal security to a wealthy mandalorian survivor operating as 'The Broker'. Olen didn't know what it truly meant to be a mandalorian until he found Clan Eldar. Or rather they found him. For now he hopes to keep his involvement a secret from his employer.