You have just crash landed into the swampy marshlands of this
tropical planet. Your X-Wing is quickly sinking into the thick bog and
clammering out of the cockpit, you gently wade towards the shore intently aware
that someone is watching.
You make it ashore, a bit injured from the crash landing but nothing you
haven't experienced before. A huge shadow rustles past some bushes overhead and
instinctively you pull out your lightsaber / laser pistol.
