Mid Sector 105 — Savage Galaxy
In the middle of an endless intertwined forest with neither beginning nor end, beneath colossal trees standing like pillars that upheld the heavens, upon dense green grass that seemed to conceal entire ecosystems between its countless blades, beside lakes so vast they resembled complete oceans whose tranquil surfaces stretched beyond the horizon, oceans inhabited by forms of wild life that existed nowhere else in the universe and had long since adapted to this isolated paradise as though it had become a world entirely detached from the rest of creation...
Zavaros The Savage stood there.
Within the Beast Garden, inside the relaxation area where he spent most of his time whenever he had no urgent affairs to attend to, he stood with a rigid posture, both hands resting behind his back, his purple robe carefully arranged without a single wrinkle out of place, his expression solemn and unusually restrained despite the peaceful scenery surrounding him.
