As the snow and rubble is removed from the front of the crevice in the glacier is shifted by the power of the force, the party is faced with an odd sight. Before them stood a door, towering high above them, and broad enough to fit a medium sized walker in easily enough. Yet the door was not intact, the centre had been down apart, as if by an explosion. Twisted metal bent inwards violently and scattered the interior just beyond the door. A little further behind it was inky blackness, what was inside the door was impossible to tell from this distance. Was a jedi really in there?
On Gorse Aris's father would sigh heavily. 'You want to be like me? Be like me. Bet high, go big, get your work done'. He'd sigh as he picks up one of the shirts from the table before tossing it on the floor with a look of frustration. 'Don't mess with the local boys when we are trying to get off of this world!'
One of the crew mates would glance at the newcomers, and would give Tino a particularly sour look as they move towards the bar. There is no keeper there to serve drinks, so the crew help themselves while the captain and his daughter argue.