The trees thin as they continue to walk, Hera hand-in-hand with both girls. As the trees give way, there's less shade from the sunlight, and the black petrified trees come into view, looming over them as they move closer. It's not much longer that they finally come across another being - a Bothan sitting on the riverbank holding a fishing line between his claw.
He nods to them as they approach - Hera nods in return, but doesn't speak, and turns the girls toward the path in the dust just beyond him. The ground climbs upward, and if the girls lift their eyes, they'll see the tops of shining steel domes, their first glimpse of Black Spire Outpost.
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He nods to them as they approach - Hera nods in return, but doesn't speak, and turns the girls toward the path in the dust just beyond him. The ground climbs upward, and if the girls lift their eyes, they'll see the tops of shining steel domes, their first glimpse of Black Spire Outpost.