From the blog of Lord Vader:
I have spent the day touring our facilities on the Sanctuary Moon from which we emit the invisible energy-condom that protects the still incomplete Death Star orbiting above. This world is an explosion of life, every inch teeming with creeping vines and scurrying insects and rustling leaves. Our tour ended up at the stormtrooper garrison where General Veers was hosting a barbecue.
“Have you tried one of these Ewoks, m’lord?” asked Admiral Piett, offering me a crisp kebab. “Delectable!”
Veers himself was surrounded by a cadre of identical troopers holding their helmets in one hand in their drinks in the other. “Lord Vader!” Veers greeted me. “I’m so glad you could join us. Did somebody get you an Ewok?”
I love this thing. It’s timely, it’s well written, and it indulges in all sorts of Star Warrior fantasies. Like barbecued Ewoks.