
Ord Vaxal had worn many faces throughout its history. Once an ordnance depot of the Old Republic, it later became synonymous with imprisonment under Imperial rule. Though the Empire had fallen, its watchtowers and detention facilities still stood across the capital of Tof Soren, repurposed by the New Republic in the pursuit of a new future rather than fear.
Ghost Squadron had been assigned what appeared to be a simple escort mission. Brina Harp, once held and questioned in connection with the Reytha sabotage conspiracy, had been approved for transfer out of New Republic custody. The request had come from the mysterious Wanderers of the Whills.
Ghost Squadron had heard whispers of the group before. Nomads devoted to the Living Force, they traveled the galaxy helping those in need and preserving stories worth telling. They claimed no territory, sought no political influence, and built no armies of their own. What they wanted with Brina Harp, however, remained a mystery.

Escorted by Ghost Squadron to an outpost on the outskirts of Tof Soren, Brina came face to face with the Wanderers sent to receive her. Clad in simple robes, they offered warm smiles as they stepped forward to greet her.
"Hello, Brina. We have come a long way to find you."
"Who are you?" Brina asked cautiously. "And why do you know who I am?"
The Kel Dor Wanderer lowered his head respectfully before answering.
"We are followers of the Living Force, and it has guided us to you. We do not know where this path will lead, only that your story is not yet finished."
Brina glanced between the Wanderers and the veterans of Ghost Squadron who had escorted her across Ord Vaxal. For a long moment, no one spoke. Then Axton Jett gave a small nod.
"Come, Brina," the Kel Dor said. "The Force opens many paths before us. You need only decide which one to walk."
For the first time since her arrest, Brina Harp was free to choose her own future.
Nodding once to the Republic soldiers she had come to know, Brina turned and followed the Wanderers into the aquamarine plains beyond Tof Soren, uncertain of where this new path would lead, but willing to discover where it might take her.

This was probably my favorite build I've done so far because it allowed me to challenge myself both creatively and as a storyteller. I wanted to recreate Ord Vaxal as accurately as possible based on its description while also continuing Brina Harp's story in a meaningful way. I was especially happy with how the aquamarine grass turned out, as it helped capture the unique identity of the planet and bring the scene to life.
Love how the build turned out! You truly tell such great stories as well!
