He scans the boundary, notes the security, and then promptly avoids the front entrance, unaware that he had already been spotted. Xukas supposed that there was only one way to find out. There would be back-up generators too, potentially located in alternate locations. Inside, he knew there would likely be several reactors meant for powering the city itself. Not until he came upon the power station. But at the very least, there were not many to spot his curious roaming. Not all were sleeping, tucked in their homes. The late night is lonely, but still the hum of life whirls in his ears. He slips his hood over his head, and makes his way into the streets. Xukas can't help but wonder just how vulnerable the city could be, but then that was the point of scouting, wasn't it? To find the answers to his questions. A scout in the tall grass as he skirted the edges of the glistening capital of Corvala. The constant companion to the Sith that would conquer this world. He doubted he'd need it, but nonetheless, it was there. His armor is padded, quiet, his lightsaber settled at his hip. The lights of civilization flicker ahead, and like a looming monster in the dark, Xukas treks closer, silent as the breeze that tussles silver fur.
This was a world of opportunity, a world of resources. Stars sparkled overhead where distant mountains scraped cloudless night. The monstrous beast was a shadow in the evening gales, eyes that glowed with the dark side, like embers against a black shroud. He had not come to Shili to gawk at it's unblemished wildlands, though. Xukas could see the appeal of such a quiet life here, where skies did not burn with the smoke of factories. This was a primitive world, a place of nature and good hunting, where grasslands flowed in the wind like waves upon a rolling sea.
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