The clouds were streaked with a panoply of colors; the orcs believed these streaks were left over from whatever disaster left the planet in ruins before their arrival. When the storm was directly overhead, it began raining. The drops of rain were so numerous, they sounded like a single drone rather than a million plinkings on the rooftop. The wind blew the rain through the open door, saturating the tarp covering the buggy. The water worked its way under the tarp as well, soaking the orcs. The cold rain made them shiver.