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Post by Revan on Feb 25, 2015 9:34:34 GMT -8
He had been having a moment of guilt. It rarely occurred, but this was one of those instances. He turned back around and went by the body. No matter the course a life took, no one deserved such a messy death. Before moving on, Revan tapped into the force and used it to dig a deep enough hole in which to bury the body. He then slowly levitated the body until it touched ground; and then the dark Jedi buried the body beneath snow, ice, and dirt.
He only nodded in acknowledgement of Jareth as he continued down the cave path. The further he descended, the more he felt the dark side of the Force at work. Unafraid of what possibly would appear ahead, Revan activated his Lightsaber as a means for light. The familiar hiss of igniting gas echoed along the cave walls as a pale blood red light began to illuminate the cave. A steady him followed as Revan shifted from right to left as he continued his descent.
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Quinn Leer
Neutral 
Given the opportunity what do we do to those who've hurt the ones we love?
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Post by Quinn Leer on Mar 3, 2015 13:47:22 GMT -8
The group descended further into the caves, interrupted only by the sight of a body. Jareth expressed his opinion on the matter. She stared at the body, her nagging feeling that what they were doing was dangerous only grew. The sight of the body didn't disturb her, she had seen dead bodies before. However, in a strange act of nobility Revan buried the man. Quinn watched the man carefully. He was a strange one, someone who constantly surprised her. Maybe this was why Jareth was part of his cult.
They continued further into the creepy cave, relying only on Revan's lightsaber for light. Quinn pressed closer to Jareth in an effort to not loose her way. All the while her gut feeling growing more intense.
"Are we completely sure that following the thing that killed that guy is the brightest move to make?" she asked, her hands feeling along the wall to keep her from slipping and knocking everyone over. "Isn't there an easier way to get a crystal?"
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Post by Cho Wroth on Apr 11, 2015 17:09:41 GMT -8
Now their smell was filling the cave system and Cho could tell how far and fast they were traveling into the cave tunnels. Dropping down from his perch he moved left down a branching tunnel. Keeping himself hidden within the force was a so common he often for forgot he was doing it. This made the Sith hounds look at him with odd glances. But the hounds have gotten use to him hiding within the force.
Cho and the hounds made their way behind the group of new comers. Slowly they stalked the group from behind. Cho could hear the conversation of the three. Mostly they were not concerned of their precarious position with a group of sith hounds and a monster at their back cutting off the only safe exit. Snorting at the hounds Cho told them to move in and herd them to the crystal room.
The hounds moved in hissing at the three. Cho grin grew as he lowered his head and began his approach with his silent stalk that was practiced by every noghri from their youth up. Moving in utter silence like a nightmare from some one's dream Cho slipped from shadow to shadow. The hounds finally push the group to the light filled crystal room. Their four other Sith hounds that stood five feet at the shoulders were laying around the room's floor and the upper ledge.
The center of the room light poured in blinding anyone who stepped within to what ever was outside the ring of light. Here Cho saw them standing the a very deep noghri growl and hiss he let himself be seen as a ghost just outside the ring.
"What do you want here users?"
From the smell of them he could tell they were sith but as to knowing them he did not. Most of the sith at the temple had hated him a few of the Lords and Ladies gathered together and spoke at length about Cho and those of the temple. Wroth was dangerous the sith council knew this so they requested him to search out at length Zoist. The premise was for the renewal of a training compound there. Yet in Cho's heart he knew they were exiling him there away from the younger sith and everyone else. No one would have thought that Cho Wroth noghri sith would not only survive but grow even stronger to the point that the council had feared he would reach if he had lived. Now here he was facing three of his Brothers sith.
Stepping into the edge of the light Cho spoke again with a louder voice that echoed off the crystal walls.
"What do you want here?"
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Jareth Sharl
Sith 
I'm not evil... just... misunderstood.
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Post by Jareth Sharl on Apr 13, 2015 16:14:36 GMT -8
Jareth continued to move through the caves, climbing here and there while making sure Quinn was taken care of as well while she too moved with them. They climbed over rocks, shimmied across ledges and moved fearlessly through tunnels, all the while Jareth's eyes and other senses remained peeled while he watched for something to happen... having a feeling that their friendly Sith who had been responsible for the death of the Jedi outside the caves would show up any minute now.
Quinn eventually spoke up after a while, asking about the logic of their choice. Jareth of course smirked a bit but nodded, deciding it was a good opportunity; albeit one of the first, to give her some kind of a lesson about the situation at hand. "There are countless resources for crystals m'dear. And many other gems that are capable of working just as well as a regular lightsaber crystal. You can even forge them through synthetic means if you like... but I am sure Revan has something in mind for this one... it is likely special." He explained, looking back over his shoulder to Quinn, smirking a little.
They continued the trek for a while, but Jareth found himself more and more clenching his saber... knowing the Hounds were closing on them until they were circled in the center of a room and stopped in the middle; the only real source of light. It was then that a pair of red beady eyes opened and revealed that there was someone watching them... their mysterious Dark Jedi no doubt. Jareth smiled a little but found it wiser to let Revan speak at the moment rather then himself. He did however ignite his pike to add more color to the room, pointing it over to the new comer before waving it around the room, getting a rough estimate of the hounds in the room.
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