My Skeleton Crew Adventures
The sands of Tatooine shimmered under the twin suns as I trod into another cantina. The air was thick with rumors and the clanging of alien music. This was the way of a bounty hunter, a lone wolf wandering the edges of civilization. I cradled my blaster rifle in my hands, its cold metal a familiar comfort. My reputation as Din Djarin, The Mandalori