Spent some time cleaning up after the last mission, the damn toxin that Hexilon uses sticks to the skin like tar pretty sure there is still a slight stain even after scrubbing the skin raw.
Felt a sudden wave of hope, I'm pretty sure from Rekha. I assume her brother is doing well. Will need to check in later.
A less positive wave of emotion from Shikkar. I would head out to help but I dont think my presence would do much in the way of good.
Instead i finally sat down to meditate. Ive been avoiding it a bit. Not a habit i should encourage.
Closed my eyes and drifted
Easy to get lost in the waves of sluggish tilting nothing of an acrid sea of cheap booze.
Or it would be if there wasn't the annoying muffed buzzing of two pricks droning on about something... Payment. Hard to hear over the throbbing headache and alcohol blanketing my thoughts.
"is payed.. paid for the week..lemyalone"
Once again i started to slump back into my stupor when the feeling of cold metal and an unmistakable hum of a charging pack brought me,
No Lucian, back to paying at least a little more attention.
"wait, i gossumpin." He pulled out a data pad flickering to life showed a star map of the Corellian sector.
"There's a data cache, gotta be worth lots"
One of the two guys grabbed the pad looking through it for a moment before nodding and sliding it into his pocket.
Vision started to fade as they grabbed Lucian and said "your coming with us, going to be our guide"
My stomach churned a bit from a half state of being drunk but not. "Damn it Lucian"
I pondered for a moment about which of the council would be most interested in a potential data cache and might not look to much into its connection with my Ex.
i settled on Bao-Dur, and headed for the workshop where he was most likely to be. He was indeed in the shop and listened as i explained what i saw.
He then asked if there was a bit more information on a more exact location. An entire system is a bit vague. So again I reached through the Force and the scene materialized but this time i stood as an outside observer.
The urge to look at Lucian was strong but i focused instead on the pad. A few points where highlighted but one location in particular, Sigil, stood out at that point i glanced toward Lucian finally.
He wasn't doing well. Aside from knowing the drunken stupor he was in, his hair was overgrown and wild even by his standards and his skin had the unhealthy gloom of poor sleep and malnutrition. I feel a mix of sadness and frustration, even guilt. I know what he can be, what he was, what i did.
I let the vision fall.
"It looks like Sigil is the destination."
Bao-Dur considered that then asked how much time we had. I wasn't entirely sure but i assumed not long having grabbed Lucian as a "guide" probably a couple of days at moat depending on how much prep they needed.
He nodded and said he needed to check with the rest of the council, it was a bit of a trip on limited information but also a data cache in that area could be potentially dangerous considering its history.
As it turns out I didn't have long to wait for an answer as it was deemed worth a look and considering how our last trips had gone sending us out to face a battle ship alone was probably a recipe for disaster. I appreciate the consideration.
Bao-Dur advised me to gather the team, I knew Rekha would be easiest to find so I stopped into the medcenter and sure enough she was there with Brodhe. He didn't look good exactly but also better resting there as I came in. I told Rekha about the mission, where it had come from, She asked if there was a way to ask Lucian not to blow us up this time, Fair question a little out of my hands though. I did say she didn't have to come. I understood what its like finding out someone you cared for and thought was dead is once again in your life. I told her I still had to at least find J3 and Shikkar so we had a little time at least.
With that I excused myself and called J3, as it turns out he was with Shikkar in one of the currently unused areas of the temple and he said something about Shikkar being in a closet. I suppose we'll see what that's about when I get there, in the mean time I'm stopping by the mess hall to pick up a couple of drinks and small snacks. Knowing Shikkar it probably hasn't eaten in almost a week now and that can't be helping it's mood.
The trip back to the temple was mostly without incident.
J3 did eventually help me deal with the parallelization issue, Rekha spent some time healing, Brodhe has situated himself onto bench in the dinning area and just seems to be checked out of reality for a bit. which without knowing exactly what he went through makes sense. Shikkar is also unresponsive has not eaten any food provided. I figure its probably best not to press the issue.
For my part I've been restless, I should probably mediate but every attempt leaves me replaying what happened in the holding cells. the feeling of powerlessness and rage boiling just under the surface. The last time I felt like this was with Lucian.
The only other thing of note is J3 asking me if I had a moment to talk. Considering the Droid has never had any problem just stating whatever he wanted before this I was curious to see what was on his mind.
He wanted to know if I was aware of anyway someone might have over written is code and subroutines. He had done system scans and everything seemed to be fine but he had been noting an unusual level of protective drive for all three of us but in particularly Shikkar and during our time on the ship we where now running from there was an unaccounted for amount of time from when he shut himself down to when he reactivated and when he had it was not on our ship but in front of Shikkar's holding cell.
Unfortunately I didn't really have any good suggestions, I know droids that haven't had a memory wipe for several cycles can gain odd quirks but this seemed like something else. I know the bound the three of us had was something fairly unusual but as far as anyone knows droids can't sense the force but I am aware of skilled force users that could disable a droid so maybe its not out of possibility one could use a droid without it's knowing? but who or if that was even the case is unclear.
The only one that had any idea of what J3 did during his shut down time would be Shikkar and at the moment It didn't seem to be very talkative.
Personal Log #20: May you have the Shikkar you deserve.
We arrived back at the Temple we where met by a couple of the Masters, since we had come back without Brodhe or the Holocron they assumed that things hadn't gone well. A terse confirmation and simple explanation that now Hex had Brodhe and had escaped us.
There was going to be a more formal debriefing once all the console was ready but for a short time we had a moment to collect ourselves, Personally I went to the work shop to keep myself busy as it was, I afraid if I let myself pause to long I would stew in my anger more than I already had been.
Master Bao-Dur found me there and talked to me for a bit about what had happend. I shared the holodisk, Shikkar's lightsaber, and toxic dart I had found and told him what happened. also my suspicions that Shikkar may have been a padawan at some point. To many force vision fragments felt linked to Shikkar and the temple in a way I couldn't dismiss but also not sure how they all fit.
A call on the coms interrupted our conversation, Shikkar had taken the fighter ship we had acquired a little while ago and took off. J3 was already getting our ship ready to follow Shikkar.
There is no Chaos my ass.
Following Shikkar proved to be easy enough, while the leak in the engine core had been fixed we where able to keep track of Shikkar in the force despite its best efforts. Also there was a tracking beacon that had been installed on the craft and J3 is good pilot.
Unsurprisingly following Shikkar lead us to its Masters ship, a massive claw shaped that I had only a glimpse of in the Force visions now more menacingly real and our destination.
There was very little time to decide on a course of action. Everything in me wanted to run. but that is not what jedi do and despite recent events, or rather because of them, I was also concerned for Shikkar. It was not coming back with success or victory and clearly It's Master's training metheds where harsh and the holocron from Hex suggests that he was ready to toss it aside.
There wasn't a whole lot of options as we approached the ship J3 and Rekha attempted to hide somewhere in the ship and I chose to openly surrender, the hope being it would buy the other two enough time to mount a rescue and we could look for shikkar or the holocron as well as disable defenses.
A tractor beam pulled the ship in and I stepped out to a small group of battle droids lead by Hexalon, She asked if I was alone and to handover my lightsaber. I tried to play it off as if I was the only one but frankly I'm not the most convincing of lairs and I was dealing with an expert of social manipulations. I was brought to a holding cell.
There is a weird sort of serenity one can acquire when all chose is finally taken away and you must wait for the outcome behind a glowing wall of energy. At least this is what I was almost successfully able to convince myself as the door slid open and Hexalon lead Rekha into another holding cell. I could almost hear the Jizz band horns growing louder in my head.
We where left alone for a bit, there didn't seem to be much to say. I did try to see if there might be some way to lower or disable the shields from our vantage point but unfortunately any controls seemed to be elsewhere. Again some time passed and the door opened this time to Tall Gray skinned figure with a face full of exposed teeth and taloned fingers, a Draethos. He held himself as one used to being in charge. The Master in the flesh.
He spoke into our minds accused us of damaging/ breaking his tools. we said he should take better care of them which seemed to annoy him just a bit he took out a remote and activated it. Nothing happened in the room but a wave of pain hit me somewhere Shikkar was being hurt. He asked us if we had considered the Offer to become his tools, we both declined myself saying it just didn't seem to be my style. I had though about trying to play along maybe learn more about his plans but I'm both a bad liar and he didn't seem to be the trusting type, besides I have suspicions about his training methods and I can't imagine they where going to be any more pleasant than the torture methods most likely planed for us now. As if to prove that point Rekha said something else and the Master once again pressed a button on his remote but this time Rekha's cage crackled to life as electricity shot through her. She remained standing and I could only watch helplessly. Shortly after his little display of power the Master left us to ponder our current and future fates in his hands.
some time passed and the door once again opened and I braced for another round of questions and pain, instead Shikkar and J3 stepped through the door. A moment of concern that maybe J3 had also been capture but then the force-fields dropped, Shikkar looked pensive and on edge. It said It would help us get to the ship. The delivery implied that It did not included it's self in the leaving. I chose not to press the issue but we did need to find our weapons thankfully they where close by in another room
Entering entering the room Rekha and my sabers where secured to a wall apposite to a familiar teal Mon Calamari, Rehka's brother in a cell and looking much worse for wear with clear wounds and bruising. J3 turned off the energy walls. Brodhe stared at Rekha in shock for a moment before rushing at her for a a second I was afraid he was about to attack her considering how last time went but instead he just grabbed her into a big hug despite the injuries, he would later explain that he had been told she had been killed and our lightsabers where being used to prove it.
It was decided that J3 would take Brodhe back to the ship while the three off us disable the tracker beam holding the ship in place and what turrets we could. It would be a very short trip if we couldn't move or were filled with holes before getting to hyperspace.
We managed to get to the security deck with no issues and I logged into the computer system or as best as I could. The system was unusual but with a little bit of work I was able to figure out the basics enough to turn off the tractor beam and started working through the main cannons. 3 rooms of computers until we got to what seemed like a main hub just as the last of the guns went off line an alarm rang out. our escape had been noticed.
we made our way back to our ship, Arriving in the landing dock Hexalon was already there with a group of battle droids She started to gloat but was cut short as the engines started up. She only then remembered J3. The droids and Hex moved to contain us but we where able to make a path to the ship. Notably while helping to defend us Shikkar was not making any attacking moves. We could feel the Master's presence approaching we where out of time and I knew full well there was no point in arguing or trying to convince Shikkar to leave with us. It had already started to fall into a panic a couple times already.
I had no intention of leaving it behind weather it liked that or not. Reaching out with the force I grabbed it as I'd done before during the test and recent fight pulled it into the ship hitting the button to close the door as J3 Took off, Hex managed one last parting gift with a paralyzing dart striking me as the door shut. Shikkar wailed and tried to open the door but it was too late as we shot into space. I left Shikkar curled up like a ball by the door and stumbled up the stairs to the cockpit and falling into a chair with the paralyzing agent worked through my system yet again. I could tell the ship was being rocked by a few blaster hits, apparently they had gotten them on line faster than I would have liked but J3 is a good Pilot and the ship made it to hyperspace. I stopped fighting the toxin letting it finally take over my tired body. I knew at some point J3 would be able to take care of it but for now uncomfortable stillness.
Personal log 19: At least there wasn't a leviathan.
It felt as if time was of the essence. So we made our way to Ithor immediately not much conversation was had as we mostly spent our times mediating and preparing for what we would find.
Landing on the planet the Ithorians where polite and accommodating providing a submersible for us to check some of the underwater domes for Rekha's brother where we felt he would be.
while most of my focus was on the mission at hand it was hard not to miss the amount of just ocean and nature that surrounded us. I was used to the rugged mountains, deserts and vast city planets. This was different and while nature was around us I couldn't began to call it 'organic'
This city was a garden carefully crafted and maintained by the Ithorians impressive but also felt as sterile and clean as a hospital a weird sensation to be sure. A sensation that wouldn't leave until we had past the clear boundaries of the city as we plunged into the depth of the ocean depths following markers that lead us to the domed habitats.
Rekha could tell which dome had her brother and seeing as how none of us out side of Rekha could swim with any confidence outside of a bathtub we had to just dock and hope that there wasn't going to be a violent welcoming.
which turned out to be the case. We made it do the landing pool/dock without incident as we approached the main airlock door Rekha's brother spoke over the coms. Some generic you shouldn't have come type lines.
meanwhile Shikkar manged to hack and unlock the door before I got to it. seems the skill trade through the Force was alive an well.
Entering the central section of the dome was Rekha's brother annoyed at the ease of the door being opened, Rekha and him had some words, the family resemblance in both looks and behavior was unmistakable and almost amusing in any other setting.
As the two Mon Calamari siblings tried to out sass and convince each other of the reality of their past since separating during the purge Shikkar crept around the edge of the conversation pit that Rekha's brother was in, at one point when it seemed like he might be about to tell us more about the holocron and who had it now, Shikkar lunged in an attack that was only stopped by Rekha throwing herself in front of the blow and taking the hit dropping her to the floor.
I jumped in igniting my saber to defend Rekha and her brother but still very taken aback by what was happening. I tried to use the Force to push Shikkar away but It lept right back in making swings at Rekha's brother who seemed to be the full focus of It's attacks
Thankfully while injured Rekha was okay and helped in the defense of her brother but Shikkar is fearsome opponent and even with the three of us it was looking grim and It wasn't listening to our demands to stop. At some point J3 also joined the fight firing a stunning blaster at Shikkar though even that wasn't enough to get it to stop. At this point I yanked shikkar's lightsaber from It's hands using the force. I knew that wouldn't stop it but at least it would help give a fighting chance, Or so I thought just as I felt something hit my neck and in the next moment some small black object hit Shikkar and Rekha's brother.
Unnoticed to us Hexalon had slipped in and tossed a parallelizing agent at us I could feel my muscles start to tighten almost immediately but I tried to ignore the effects as falling now I was certain would lead to disaster. Shikkar seemed to be able to shake off the effects, Rekha's brother seemed to be having a harder time with it.
In a desperate attempt to get Shikkar further away and to distracte Hex I flung Shikkar up to the catwalk that Hex was standing on. As the untangled themselves Hex said something to Shikkar and then used the force to grab and pull Rekha's brother toward the docking port and Shikkar ran a head of them but just as It reached the door a electonic explosion ripped through the air, a trap. In one last desperate attempt to stop Hexalon I tossed my Lightsavber at her cutting across her back and making her cry out but still managed to roll into her sub with Rekha's brother and take off. Shikkar was left behind.
J3 Helped Rekha bandage up, and was able to figure out a antidote for the paralyzing agent as he got up he did suggest I think about how bad that could have gone. Way a head of you captain.
He then revived Shikkar and suggested they find a spot in the sub to sit down and wait. By that point I was back on my feet but not exactly in the best mood but noticed J3 looking around and when asked made the point that we came hear for information and that it would be a good idea for us to gather what we could.
Rekha found a star chart with some locations marked and I found a holo-disk and one of Hex's unbroken parallelizing darts. On the disk was a message personably from Hex and Shikkar's Master. He wanted Rekha's brother alive and for Shikkar to be dealt with so It was no longer a problem.
Without much of a plan we returned to the Jedi Temple to figure-out what our next move was and what to do with Shikkar.
I asked it why it had attacked us. It counterd saying it wasn't attacking Rekha or myself just Her brother. It couldn't let anyone interfere with her masters plan it didn't elaborate what that was.
The rest of the trip was spent in a tense and conflicted silence.
After the events at the meditation chamber the three of us took some time to rest and recuperate. As has been my habit of late I went to the workshop to work on repairing whatever I could in the endless supply of gadgets that had broken or needed to be maintained in one shape or another.
Normally as I work on stuff it becomes a sort of meditation in its own way, the world fades out and the only thing in focus is the project at hand and finding the flow of machinery and electronics that leads to a working item.
This time was a little different. At first I couldn't place it, but then it came to me. Or rather didn't. It was as if someone had turned off or blocked a part of my
(our?)
senses. I could see the flashes of the multi-tool and feel the pulse of energy
(the blades moved with familiar form but without connection)
but the sound wasn't there and when a broken com-link sparked to life there was no sense of..
(the keys pressed down and the information displayed but no sounds clicked out)
accomplishment, I paused and reached out and felt a void
(I need to protect his goals)
where was this coming from?
(I want to hide)
I could ignore it.
(block it out)
(close myself off).
It would be so easy to just be alone.
And then it came back, a connection and a choice to stay present, and with that I ended my time in the workshop and found Rekha in the archives. We didn't talk much I simply stayed nearby for a while. We don't have to handle it all lone anymore.
The loss of the Sith Holocron is alarming, both the potential danger of what knowledge it may possess and that the Temple was so easily breached.
For our part the Masters wanted to track down the holocron or at least garner what might be in it. Rekha's brother having been the last user of it seemed like the best option for that and while she wasn't thrilled with the idea agreed to try and use the force to find him.
We gathered in the mediation chamber and through the Force linked together and reached at first nothing but eventually a location in space or what almost seemed like a void in it distant and empty accept for a ship.
A massive war ship I didn't recognize it but in a moment we where on the bridge. The Holocron in the hands of a foreboding individual. The vision faded out apparently Rekha had heard and seen a little more and shared with the group. Shikkar seemed on edge but then that's often its state of being anyway.
Since we needed more we took a moment and the tried again this time Rekha focused on her brother, he came in to focus talking with someone presumably the person that now had the holocron, Saying something about needing to finish the ritual. The
The vision pulled back to show that he was in an underwater dome and pulled back further to show the planet. Ithor. We had a location, now the question was could we get their quick enough and to convince Rekha's brother to cooperate with us?
The rumblings of a distant explosion shook the trial room and at once everyone rushed out and up the long spiraling staircase back to the main temple floors.
The Masters where on the com-links it sounded as if the source of the explosion had started at or near the vault. when we arrived there was still a cloud of dust and debris filling the air and the two jedi that had been posted as security where on the ground choking, it was hard to tell if it was just from the dust or if some chemical agent was at work.
Instinctively I pushed out with the force, normally in a way that would move large objects with ease but this time the focus was on the air and dust while trying to not actually push around the guards already having a bad time as it was. It seemed to work as they where able to start pulling themselves together as we rushed past them into the vault.
A massive hole had been punched through the vault wall and past several rooms past that into a hallway of an unused part of the temple and a figure could be seen just darting around the corner. One of the Masters shouted that the Sith Holocron was missing and Shikkar bolted forward after the thief.
Rekha and I ran after Shikkar and where hit almost immediately with visions or flashbacks through the force, people filled the empty hallway but looking past that we could see Shikkar being held in the air in a Force choke by Lanvarok.
I activated my light saber and tossed it forward and guided into making an attack on Lanvarok, she was able to avoid it but it did cause enough of a distraction that she let Shikkar go and started running again, both Shikkar and Rekha following and me taking a second longer to bring up the rear grabbing my floating blade as I passed by it.
The chase carried out to the back of the temple on to a landing pad Shikkar was engaged with Lanvarok and I jumped in to assist it was a quick clash of blades with Shikkar landing a lethal blow and then catching Lanvarok before she hit the ground.
I would find out later that Lanvarok managed to send the Holocron off with a droid and Rekha had tried to pull it back but unfortunately it had pulled away, a short time later the city security showed up to investigate the disturbance much was focused on Shikkar and what It knew though I'd assume there wasn't much that came out of that. It is ever so chatty on normal occasions.
Personal log #16: A dream achieved and looming shadow grows.
The Jedi Counsel summoned us early in the morning. They believe we have progressed far enough in training and recent missions to be acknowledged as Jedi Knights with one final test.
We were brought to a chamber with a scattering of pillars rising several meters into the air and above that a collection of chains hanging down from the ceiling, on three of the chains red ribbons. The task itself was simple, Grab the ribbons.
Shikkar was the first to leap into action wrapping a cloth around the pillar and using that to help climb up, it was a clever idea so I followed suit. Rekha help back and watched for a bit.
Reaching the top first, Shikkar tried to force grab a chain and pull it towards Itself however it seemed to resist and pull away. Just as I reached the top of my pillar, Shikkar leapt at one of the ribbons just as it looked like It was about to to reach the scrap of fabric the chain sped up.
Obviously this task was going to be more than just an easy test of our agility and force powers, we had already demonstrated that several times. No this was a test of teamwork and cooperation. As I started to point that fact out Shikkar leapt for another ribbon but it looked like a miss step happened and looked like it was going to send Shikkar falling to the ground but Rekha's hand shot out with a surge of the force which boosted Shikkar and gave it just enough momentum to snag one of the ribbons.
Seeing all that I had an Idea, Rekha jumped up and stood on one of the pillars and I used the force to move Shikkar (with their disgruntled consent) towards a ribbon so that it moved right about Rekha who was able to jump up and grab it with ease. Then I moved Shikkar over to a pillar near myself so that ribbon was close enough to make a leap and grab landing on the arena floor.
Test past with flying colors, and a loss of credits for Master Michel and a win for Atton. I feel like side bets crosses some sort of ethical boundary but then its not like the currant makeup of the council is traditional anyway.
Congratulations and praise was short lived, as an explosion that shook the room taking everyone off guard for a moment and then we rushed from the room to see what was the cause.
Training continues and I'm starting to work on a new theory that Atton is trying to make us immune to blaster bolts through repeated dosage and just calling it "deflection training"
Rekha and Shikkar both seemed to dial in on aimed deflection pretty quickly even to the point of sparing me a few more zaps. As with most things it seems I require a bit more time and practice. Overall Atton seemed pleased.
On the topic of practice I asked if Shikkar would be willing to spar with me, admittedly with a bit of trepidation but I've seen It fight and we have both learned to communicate expectations a bit better so I knew that I would at least live through the encounter with most of my limbs intact enough.
Actually it was interesting just before our spar match we noticed two younger students practicing. Their technique was a bit rough particularly in the foot work or rather the lack of it, Reminded me of myself not too long ago, Shikkar actually stopped to coach them a bit in Its rather blunt way that sounds like a threat. The advice was solid though and I did my best to assist in an explanation.
Then it was our turn. A few ground rules and expectations set such as no death and dismemberment and no force powers, and only training sabers, this was a sparing match after all.
Shikkar leapt into the offensive and I defended, a clash of sabers, a giving of some ground looking for an opening. When it was clear one wasn't just going to jump out at me I decided to try a technique I'd been learning, a Djem So riposte, it wasn't the most smooth and my attack didn't land but it did give me room to maneuver and press my attack. Again a clash of sparks and energy this time Shikkar's attacks Landed and the familiar pulse of energy coursed through my body, I was however still standing and ready to attack again, maybe there is something to this becoming immune to blaster bolts after-all.
I attempted to riposte another attack and again floundered a bit and shortly after that the match ended. Or I assume it did as I woke up looking at the temple ceiling and faces looking down at me. got a hand getting up off the floor and attempted to losing up the muscles in my arms now protesting the abuse.
Shikkar even offered a bit of praise which was nice and Master Bao Dur took a moment to see what everyone had learned through the experience. Not sure I had any real new insight but perhaps it will come in time.
The following day the three of us where summoned to the Council's chamber. We where informed that the Masters thought it time that Rekha and myself move up the ranks to become official Jedi Knights, Shikkar was also invited to due so if It wished but was not required. As It has pointed out in the past, "It is not a Jedi" (though I wonder about that) we where also to take a special session and build our own lightsabers.
The experience of building the lightsaber was interesting though maybe a bit hard to explain though words. The three of us worked at separate stations full of parts but it wasn't just a mechanical build it was like listing for a voice or a sensation, bits of a hum calling out some parts clearly ment for one of the others and with out really noticing setting them aside or next to them but fully focused in for what apparently was almost a day and finally all three of us had a new saber in our hands each unique to ourselves and yet assembled together and with a press of the igniter they fired to life, burning, glowing and ready.
Personal Log #14, You're going to Force therapy even if I have to do it for you.
Combat is easy, its focused with a clear target to face.
life is messy, chaotic, complicated.
In a fight there is only quick decisive action or inaction and mistakes leave their mark or remove you from the equation. Life makes you explain those decisions, success or failure is the same.
"Do you trust It?
I could smell that damn whisky on your breath, how many nights did I lay in bed with you, sick of the smell and noise of your drunken benders so close to almost be touching yet the distance might have been other planets between us. This morning it brought a small comfort that you are still breathing.
"I don't know if I trust It's Master, but It has been a valuable asset and a good team member and I'd rather keep working with It than lock It up or expel it. So yes I trust It, and hope we can remain allies with parallel goals."
Practice makes Perfect (you are going to have troubles with her)
Practice makes Perfect (Master Vrok has seen a calamity)
Practice makes Perfect (Its better to prepare her than face it alone)
Practice makes Perfect (The mine is being repaired)
Practice make Perfect (Lanverock is afraid, she deflects it on to others)
Practice makes Perfect (These skills are not mine but we've honed them for years)
Practice makes Perfect (such strong emotions, It is alone)
Practice makes Perfect (I-ts (we), not a person, we don't have to be alone)
"There is no emotion, there is peace.There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.There is no passion, there is serenity.There is no chaos, there is harmony.There is no death, there is the Force."
As I pursue and learn to trust the force more, where do I end and It begins? is there even supposed to be an "I" or is it better to be conduit to a force outside myself?
Am I learning to wield the force or another tool to be wielded a fate and will vaster than one.
I miss the sound of your voice, The press of your lips. calloused hands and warm ache of you running out of me, True heart. I don't expect forgiveness so I don't ask for it.
We arrived at the planet and located the temple that was the currant hold of a Holocron as well as former Sith students.
We landed in the day and after a bit of a hike through the muggy forest we located the grounds of a temple structure. Not knowing the exact number of potential sith we could be dealing with we opted to make a blind and waited for night to fall and hopefully stealthy assault.
During the wait we noted what security measures the ominous black stone structure had which seemed to be nothing to daunting. Some simple trip beams and the occasional couple of people on patrol.
When night finally covered the area we made our way to the temple between guard rounds, as we ran across the clearing we noted a number of largish divots in the area as well as a drastic temperature drop. It turns out that there was a venting system we were crossing. The strange thing is that sort of system would normally be expelling hot air if you where trying to cool off something like an underground structure So why the opposite?
Once we where inside it became clear. Well the result at least. Still not entirely sure of the why. The inside was a sweltering box of heat and the couple of sith students we manged to hide from that walked by where stripped down to the waist and making an aesthetically strong argument to switch sides. The short bit of their conversation seemed to suggest there was some plan going on and the next phase would be soon.
We continued down until we reached a large open room the center of which had a group of Sith chanting and meditating around the object of our search. A holocron, Also the outer edges of the room had an energy shield holding back a pool of lava, unusual for this area to say the least and definitely a part of the heat spike and venting system oddities but again not sure to what end.
There was an attempt to enter the room stealthily but as soon as Rekha made it in a large figure stood up and called out to her. Turns out it was her younger brother who was supposedly dead but apparently at some point joined the sith in pursuit of power which honestly is extremely understandable considering recent history. Also I think Rekha handled the news better than I did with Lucian.
Rekha and her brother traded words for a bit before a battle started. A flurry of blades and blows and it was clear the fight was going better for us than the sith students we where carving through. Brother decided to flee and attempted to take the holocron with him but Rekha managed to pull it to herself with the force and he had to abandon it as he climbed up one of the vents but not before disabling the force fields holding back the true heat of the lava it was truly a devastating level of heat but we managed to make it out of the room and through the temple though the final wait at the main doors slide open felt like an eternity.
Shikkar put in a call to J3 to pick us up with the ship as we left the temple and a short couple of minutes later he swooped in and we jumped aboard with our lives and holocron intact.
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