Do not underestimate Endor’s native species, the adorably fearsome ewoks. They will fuck your shit up, so learned the Empire. In the treetop city of Bright Tree Village, the ewoks create pottery, primitive warfare, and rudimentary flight machines flailed from the remains of condor dragons. Ewoks are an ancient species that survives
through sheer perseverance
on their thickly forested moon alive with the Force; despite their natural skittishness, they are cunning and always ready to party.