(text-colour:#d35cff)[I just landed on [[Ganru three|ganru three]]. My Yanvee ship is hidden withing a ruined town.
I just need saplise. Then I'll leave. [[I wouldn't even be here if the Cori market didn't have the best foods.|Market Place]] ]The Cori market consisted of stalls and booths running for miles, with a long road that they gather on the eadge of.
The shouts of venders echoed from every direction, in varius languages.
Kardir made her way through the bussling street, keeping an eye on her pockets and a hand to her mask. Even though this is the nicer side of the city, there is still the accasinal pick-pocket. Espeshilly on those who do not live there.
(text-colour:white)[[[Kardir aproached a stand that boar fresh plants in shades of pinks and reds, with black stems.|Buying Food]] ]Ganru three is a planet located in the west side of the Tromo galexy. They have two blue stars and four moons. The skies are blue in the day and purple at night.
They are on the side of the Varwazins in the never-ending war.The women at the stand was a race resembling of an avien. Her large beak pertruiding frim a mass of feathers being contained by a bandana.
"(text-colour:orange)[Anythin ya like?]" she asked in a rusty Varwazin Commen language.
"(text-colour:#d35cff)[I have ten Lans. Got anything fresh?]" Kardir slowly slid the currincy from her pocket onto the stands table. The ownerd eyes lit up.
"(text-colour:orange)[Well hun, your offering me a bit for just some fresh palusana?]" the owner asked, as she grabbed a bundle of glissining pink cressont shaped fruits.
"(text-colour:#d35cff)[What can I say, there my favorite.]" Kardir said as she exchanged for the fruits. She tucked them into her bag and started to(text-colour:white)[ [[walk away.|Annoying.]] ]As she walked she heard shouting. It grew as she tried to exit the market.
"(text-colour:#ff5252)[Cori people! Do you feel supressed? Do you really think the Varwazin allience will protect you? Your leaders are Comunists! They do not care for you! Only for power!]" An arrmored group stood atop a chunk of a ruined building. (text-colour:white)[[[The wear the symboles of the Lanferu allience.|Go away]]](text-colour:#d35cff)[These Lanferu lickers are so annoying. Go kiss up to your perfect world religuns on your own planets.
[[I'll just try to walk around.|Do not touch me]]]As Kardir tries to walk around the racket, she is bumped and shoved by the croud. Groups of curiosity and ones of anger gather alike to hear and judge what is being said.
"(text-colour:orange)[We are free!]" "(text-colour:orange)[How is the Lanferu better?]" "(text-colour:orange)[The Lanferu is weak!]" "(text-colour:orange)[Why are they even in Cori?]"
These mixed responses shove Kardir closer to the chanters instead of her means of escape.
(text-colour:red)[[[Someone grabs her sholder.|Who are you]] ]Kardir pulled away so fast it grabbed the attention of two or three of the croud members around her.
"(text-colour:#d35cff)[Do not. Touch me.]" Kardir said, in crisp, clean, Lanferu Common.
"(text-colour:#ff7575)[(text-colour:cyan)[Well... I am sorry. But I just wanted to ask, where are you from?]]" A girl, human, dressed in padded clothes with a Lanferu symbol on her chest asked, as she retracted her hand.
Kardir stared at her, no one could tell if in anger or fear, but the oura of her emotionless mask sent tenshion throughout everyone listening.
"(text-colour:#ff7575)[Your clothes. I recognise them from a few different places. [[And your mask, it feels fermilier too.|Mask]]]"
(text-colour:#d35cff)[If she recognises my mask, she is getting too close. I need to leave. This annoying girl. This croud. It is so hard... But I can't let them know. I need to plan my escape.
There is] (text-colour:#bf3fee)[no place](text-colour:#cb0fff)[(text-colour:#b61bee)[ for a ]](text-colour:#d51bee)[[[Kunche here.|Run or hide]]]
It started with a simple fight between planets, this argument escalated to war. Three powerful races started this catastrophe yet there seemed to be merely two sides. Lanferus and Varwazins fought for territory and pawns to destroy the others yet only they and the Kunches knew the reason for such conflict.
Kunches are the third members of how this all started and they do not care for either of the other sides wishes. Kunches kill everything with such savagery nearly all planets fear and despise them.
As this war went on soon no planet was unaffected from it, even Earth had to become a part of it fighting for the Lanferus that promise a utopia for worlds and protection to their allies.
Many universes have been affected by this war and we are but one speck in it that is either not important in the least or could change the course of everything.
One that hides from the existince of the war, (text-colour:white)[[[is Kardir.|Kardirs intro]] ](text-colour:#d35cff)[What do I do. I need to leave. I need to get these eyes away from me. More people are looking. Goddess what do I do-]
(b4r:"double")+(b4r-colour:white)[[[Run for the Ship.|Ship]]]
(b4r:"double")+(b4r-colour:white)[[[Run for the Allys.|Ally]]] Kardir glares at the girl and turns to disapear into the croud. She bobs and weeves through the streets. Falling into a sprint as she exits the main section of the city.
She hears footsteps behind her. (text-colour:white)[[[The girl that had asked her questions was running after her.|Escape better]] ]Kardir glares at the girl and turns to disapear into the croud. She bobs and weeves through the streets. She eventually got a chance to slide into an allyway, and started to make her way through the dark pathways.
She hears footsteps behind her. (text-colour:white)[[[The girl that had asked her questions was running after her.|Escape better]] ]"(text-colour:#d35cff)[Go the hell away!]" Kardir yells as she begins to run as fast as she can.
"(text-colour:#ff7575)[You know, you don't look very innocent when you run away from people like this!]" The girl yelled as she began to catch up.