The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden hue over the empty platform. As the final boarding announcement sounds anxiety knotted your stomach. You walk up the ramp, scanning your boarding pass with the service droid, you can't help but think about what you are doing as you make your way to your cabin.

Tatooine, that was what the rumours were saying. Din Djarin, Manda'lor, was on Tatooine with Daimyo, Boba Fett

But finding him meant facing the truth. Over 10 years had passed since you had left the covert. You had rejected Din's courting efforts which pushed him to become a bounty hunter to provide for the covert, and when things became too tense, you left to become a provider as well.

But now the covert was gone. Your friends were either dead or in hiding. You had managed to find Paz, who had hugged you when he saw you, happy to know that you were alive. He had told you about Din and his foundling, Grogu

You were nervous, what if he didn't want to see you? What if he had moved on and taken another as his riduur?

You had been a stupid younglings to reject him... the best of the covert, but you couldn't go back and change things

The ship slowed as it approached the planet, a desolate planet with never ending red and orange sand dunes. One good sandstorm and your armour would be stripped of paint.

Within a few hours you were standing in front of the palace, looking up at the towering walls as you shut off your speeder.

You approach the doors, remaining calm as the gatekeeper droid pops out

"I am looking for Manda'lor Din Djarin..." Your voice didn't betray your anxiety as you stared at the gatekeeper droid.

After a few seconds it nodded and retreated back into the door as the locking mechanism moved and the heavy door opened, revealing two Gamorrean guards waiting for you