Inhabiting a large depression in the Dune Sea of Tatooine rests one of the oldest creatures beneath the twin suns. A hundred meters of the sarlacc's gargantuan body lies buried beneath the sand, concealing its several stomachs which digest its living meals over one thousand years. Intent on swallowing its prey whole, the sarlacc's mouth and beaked tongue reside in a sinkhole several meters wide beneath the shifting desert, ringed with concentric rows of spear-like teeth to keep victims from clambering to safety.

Although the Great Pit of Carkoon is not visible from a distance unless one is able to gain a significant vantage over the sands, those who draw near enough to see it are often within reach of the sarlacc's tentacles—appendages branching off its buried form that can be used to latch onto unsuspecting prey and drag them into its gaping maw. Jabba the Hutt once held great entertainment in watching his prisoners struggle against the saarlac’s inescapable hunger; the remnants of his lavish sail barge, the Khetanna, now decorating its feeding ground as a marker.

Beyond the pit, the deserts of Tatooine represent their own dangers between the blazing twin suns and the frigid nights. Civilization is a long ways away, and the nearest city is not a walk to be made on foot by even the toughest of species.

Blaster fire wised and popped over the Sith’s head as his speeder speed over dunes and hills cresting over a hill he say his prey once more as another wave of blaster fire came at him steering to the side to avoid the bolts once more the hate inside the kaleesh was growing to blinding levels.

This cursed mission had him track down some poor sap from Naga Sadow for what ression the Inquisitors needed him dead he did not know but his mission was clear seek and destroy. This was what he was best at, but his prey was making it difficult.

As soon as Skar had laid eyes on him the Human had jumped on his speeder and has keeped a healthy distance away from the Sith and occasionally taking potshots as the Kaleesh to keep him away as soon as he began to close the distance.

This had gone on for hours as they both speed across the desert and now the Sith had had enough of this cat and mouse chase he needed to end this soon and engage him on the ground.

Looking ahead the Juggernaut saw a great craft half buried in the desert sand alongside a massive hole in the ground he needed to cut him off there if the Sith didn't they chase would go far into the night.

Polling all the power from the speeder into the engines he reached to his belt and grabbed his lightsaber and ignited it it hissing blade spring to life in his hands as he began to deflect the incoming blaster fire so he could get closer to the human.

As the gap close between the two the sith ire boiled over into blind anger as he lashed out with the Force at the speeder in front of hm trying to topple it in a spray of machine parts and blood. But as the Force rippled out the human turned his speeder sharply to the left and left a spray of sand into the Kaleeshe’s eyes causing him to topple out of his own speeder bike in surprise and pain.

Crashing to the ground with a heavy thud and the crunch of bone the Sith groaned as he slowly rose to his feet wincing in pain as his ribs cried in protest. Rrogon eyes scanned the area around him searching for his target.

Finally he saw the Defender cresting the hill in front of him blaster in one hand and the other on his speeder bike. Scowling the Sith ignited his saber once more and waited for the Man to make his move and attack.

Howling in challenge the Juggernaut yelled at the man.

“Come on then Human show me what you can do!”

A bead of sweat gathered on Aul’s brow. The blazing twin suns of Tatooine shone brightly over the horizon, scorching the desert with ultraviolet rays. An organic rumble could be heard over some nearby dunes, but its source was unclear to the Dakhani.

Aul looked down at the heavily cloaked and masked figure who had ambushed him on arrival to the Mos Eisley spaceport. He had barely disembarked on Spirit from the bay he left the Discovery in, when he was attacked by this… thing. Aul couldn’t pinpoint the species, or even the sex, of his pursuer due to a heavy voice modulator he, she, or it apparently wore. Even the accent of its Basic was odd.

“Come on, coward!” the cloaked figure taunted.

Aul spun the Spirit around and kicked it into high gear as he tore down a dune towards the figure. He pulled tightly on the double triggers housed on the speeder’s handlebars and the twin blaster cannons beneath the chassis let off a pair of high-powered shots.

The masked assailant, white-bladed saber held firmly in its right hand, deftly avoided one shot as it dug into the baked earth while spinning the blade and deflecting the second shot back in Aul’s direction. Unable to divert the power from his charge, Celsus found it impossible to avoid the oncoming bolt. The energy beam hit the speeder’s main power cell square on, immediately sending the vehicle into a tailspin. Aul dove off and tumbled down the dune just as the speeder went off on a zig-zag path over the crest of a neighboring dune and out into the desert beyond.

Aul rolled down the dune, sand spraying his face. He attempted to gain a foothold, but found it difficult to any traction. As he came to the base of the dune, he felt a twinge at the back of his mind. He grabbed his lightsaber hilt off his belt and ignited it with a snap-hiss as he raised his arm over his head in a high guard.

Aul’s light blue blade met his attacker’s white blade with a crackle in the dry Tatooine air. The blades locked as Aul rose to his feet. He glared into the slits of his opponent’s mask, a pair of crimson eyes staring back.

“Who are you, Inquisitor,” Aul seethed as he doubled down on holding back the powerful attack.

“I am your end,” came the garbled reply.

“So be it,” Aul stated coolly. He brought his left arm up and turned his wrist at an angle. A fierce blaze of flames erupted from his wrister-mounted projector directly into the face of the masked assailant. The cloaked figure stumbled back and removed the smoldering mask from his face, revealing the reddish-gray scaled face of a young Kaleesh. Despite his young age, the fierce look in his eyes was that of an experienced fighter.

“Well, hello,” Aul smirked.

Aul lunged forward with a direct strike towards the Kaleesh’s chest, which was quickly deflected. The Defender chained a series of attacks left, right, left, right trying to overpower his assailant. Each attack of his light blue sabber easily blocked by the white counterpart.

“You’re good, Kaleesh,” Aul said admiringly.

“And you’re dead,” the Inquisitor replied.