As she stepped off of the ship, Thyos gazed around from beneath her dark cowl, her eyes scanning the dusty terrain. Her wings stretched wide, nearly hitting a young man in the face, though he was quick to duck. As she settled her wings back into place she strood off towards the town, away from the landing pad. Her twin Ryyk blades swining easily at her hips, she was not unaware of the dangers that came with such a place, she was always on alert, her hands ready to snap her weapons up at any moment.
Thyos began wandering around the dusty city, intriguied by the chaotic nature of the planet. She stopped at a small kiosk, a toydarian merchant shouting at the crowd, hocking his wares. “We gots blades, we gots blasters, we gots ship parts, we gots everything you needs!” Thyos stepped up to the kiosk, admiring some of the blades when the smelly merchant flitted up to her side, “Ohhhh tall woman wants a blade?” Thyos sneered at the small creature, rather offended by his stench. “Shoo, allow me to browse in peace.” The toydarian cackled and flapped off to annoy a newcomer at the other end of his kiosk. Thyos picked up one of the small daggers, weighing the weapon in her hands. She scoffed and dropped the weapon unceremoniously back into its place. “Worthless garbage…” she muttered to herself as she turned from the stand, bumping smack into a large wookie.
The wookie bellowed at Thyos, the crowd around them seeming to hush and move well away as he began to pick his fight. Thyos drew one of the blades from her hip, positioning it defensively in front of her, she wasn’t much of one for apologies. The beast continued to berate Thyos, tough she understood none of it, her predatory eyes locked on her target. The wookie lunged at her, throwing all of his massive bodyweight behind it, and thus the brawl in the streets of Tatooine ensued.