Taking the fight to the Flesh Raiders

The gate leading out to Tythos Ridge is marred by the Flesh Raider assaults. The ground is blackened and gouged by explosives, and the walls are scorched from blaster fire. The guards that keep watch are heavily armed.

Some of them eye you suspiciously, the rest look to you with hope in your eyes. Butterflies flutter in your stomach as you step out of the gate and begin your trek into the valley.

As you expected, nearly every inch of the path is watched by Flesh Raiders. They prowl in the brush, stalk you from the cliffs, or come charging straight towards you. You stand your ground against any and all that confront you, however.

While they are endless and brutal, you are an unrelenting tide of retribution. Though anger burns in your chest, you quell it with the knowledge that this is about more than your personal vendetta. The Twi'leks need your help. They cannot survive unless you can finish your mission.

And so, carving a swath through their forces and delving deep into their cave, you come across a vault made of scrap metal and crude wire. A single Flesh Raider, enormous and armored, stands guard.

The fight is arduous and you almost slip up twice, but in the end you prevail.

Taking the key from the guard, you unlock the Flesh Raider stash and step inside. Piles of junk, loot, and gear are scattered about. You recognize pieces of machinery, torn patches of cloth—some marked with Jedi or Republic insignias—, and pieces of armor. The weapons, however, are not among the trash.

Working on a hunch, though, you make your way to the back of the stash where a chest sits. Fiddling with the lock, you open it to reveal an arsenal of weaponry. There are blasters, explosives, and even some personal shields.

Whoever was supplying the natives was giving them a real edge. Though, this could also be the villagers' if you could get all of this back to them.