Asop Temple

[Kami Meran]

[member="Krass Wyms"] [member="Bato Golden"] [member="Celiana"]
[member="Orion Trex"] [member="Jessica Med-Beq"] [member="Myles Vylumnar"]
and [member="Dax Fyre"] [member="Candez Stoon"]

The temple lay forgotten for eons
ignored by the long extinct species from its sister planet.
that was untill a long dead jedi located the temple. over 700 years ago.
only to die not long later.

Lyth Meran was doing a recon when she came across the force anomaly.
using her ties to the Silver Jedi Order Kami Meran gathered a team to investigate.


[ Message reads ]
Force anomaly discovered i am giving you first rights to investigate this temple due to our good relations.
please send Force Users
Anomaly appears to be a temple note we will be using a TKO team to investigate as well.
Kami Mean

[ Message reads ]
Force anomaly disovered

 

[Jessica Med-Beq]

"Force-anomaly discovered. I am giving you first rights to investigate this temple due to our good relations. Please send Force-users. The Silver Jedi, Your Highness" Catria alerted the other two Jedi.

"Julie, Catria, are you still receiving Silver Jedi transmissions? I don't"

"You were excommunicated by the Silver Jedi because you worked so closely with the Butcher of Korriban for designing ships and their components. Anyhow, I can tell that I'm here on medical overwatch"

For a trip that would take them halfway across the galaxy, [member="Summer Sovereign"] couldn't make all the jumps with herself at the controls, she needed some time to sleep. Also Jessica input all the coordinates for the flight from Glyss to Asop, with the trajectory calculated using Instinctive Astrogation Control. While pilots can usually get away with eating while at the controls in hyperspace flight, even in hyperspace flight they are not spared from the necessities of sleep. So, while Summer would handle the takeoff and the landing, Julie would be mostly there as a relief pilot. As the trio of Jedi prepared their belongings for the long journey to Asop, Jessica's face being red because of the intensity at which she used her cognitive functions to calculate the trajectory from Glyss to Asop. Whereas the average Force-user would be clueless about topology and hence would be lucky to be able to use it for long-haul flights, those who had the talent to learn differential topology as applied to elementary notions of 1-manifolds in three-dimensional space would have a massive advantage in using IAC.

"Ladies, have you read the last issue of the Sith Inquisitor? The current issue talks about how the Black Tie Syndicate got defeated on Alexandria because of the shoddy planning made by the Sith that led their power structure"

"Julie, the BTS was to be defeated one day or another. If there wasn't a Christophsis campaign, they would have been defeated on Alexandria but with many more casualties than just 2 million: defeating such a formidable enemy require a lot of casualties either way. So the CIS collapsing wasn't in vain!"

[member="Celiana"] [member="Orion Trex"] [member="Dax Fyre"] [member="Kami Meran"] [member="Bato Golden"] [member="Krass Wyms"] [member="Myles Vylumnar"] [member="Candez Stoon"]

 

[Krass Wyms]

[member="Kami Meran"] [member="Sorel Crieff"]

She was looking at the message and well there was a lot that could go into a force anomaly but Krass was one of the tech heads as she was getting the equipment. A mim's eye and sending a message to her master so that they would be able to work on some of the things. Sorel was skilled and if her master could come here with her... they would have a better focus on it. She had her blade of sorrow and looking at her hammer and the extended hilt she was working with it. Holding her lightsaber before she was moving to get some other supplies. An equipment pack with everything she would need. A small Seimei team that could be working with the drones as well as more areas of expertise. "Oh master we should go, well I am. Seimei works to handle these types of situations and we do have one of the strongest force detection systems in the galaxy in the palm of out hands." She was holding the mim's eye and set it on her ear as the visor went over her eyes giving the read out of what was around herself. She was settign up for one of the Seimei ship with a team to head out. After their works on Ahch-To and Rhen Var they had a better idea of what to do.

 

[Bato Golden]

Bato was more than a bit confused to be receiving a message from a stranger, even more so because it appeared to have been meant for someone else. Apparently, the sender, one [member="Kami Meran"], was recruiting people for an archeological dig of some kind. While scrounging around in the dirt was hardly his usual realms of expertise, he couldn't deny that a Jedi Temple seemed like a fun place to explore, and a lightsaber over the mantle made one hell of a conversational piece. Even if he did have to look up what a "force anomaly" was.

Of course, archaeology was hardly like it was in the holofilms. There were rarely any hidden traps, ancient curses, demonic rituals, or millennia old monsters. Even Bato knew that, and he had been in quite a few of those movies. So as his ship approached the given coordinates and he got dressed up in his approximation of proper treasure hunting attire, he felt more than safe leaving his blaster at home. After all, the main danger to old decrepit tombs was usually the ceiling caving in, and if this place had survived 700 years, it could survive a half day more.

Still, Bato brought his bull whip with him. Just in case.

[member="Jessica Med-Beq"] [member="Krass Wyms"]

 

[Kami Meran]

Kami looked over the preparations of her ship. a weeks worth of rations medical stuff and a few 1d9 seeker droids.
and armor especialy due to Asop's inhospitable atmosphere being mostly ethanol.
soon her custom ship was full of anyone would need.

 

[Candez Stoon]

Candez Stoon had paid off a travelling salesman to get a ride to the destination he received from a message, that had been given by [member="Kami Meran"]. He recognized the name 'Meran' from a manufacturer of weapons. He was always looking into news about manufacturers. If he remembered correctly, they made melee weapons and had made some vehicles, but he didn't care much for vehicles. As soon as he saw it, he jumped at the chance to have some adventure, as well as possibly make some friends along the way. And with his luck, friends came in handy.

Although he was still unsure why he had been picked. But nonetheless, he welcomed the fact that he was picked for this. The Duros had brought his modified Blastech DL-22, a favorite of his custom weapons, and his had made sure to refuel his jet boots, as well as a full-face gas mask. He waited on the planet's surface, kicking up dust with his hands in his pockets while whistling to himself in a rather bored fashion. He just hoped all this waiting in the sun was worth it.

 

[Dax Perl]

The TKO Knight silently primed the engines of the Revenant Dawn. A Force Anomaly? That was something strange to say the least. And, perhaps, it'd be a way for him to ease back into the swing of things. The man winced as he leaned forward, the wound in his stomach still causing him pain. He huffed out, annoyed with his current condition and eased the atmospheric thrusters, the Corvette slowly lifting into the air.

One thing Dax was thankful for, however, was the fact that he didn't have to fly with one hand. Not that that was a terribly difficult task, but he was glad regardless. While the bacta had been able to heal his shattered forearm in a matter of a couple weeks, stab wounds which threatened his life, or potential paralysis, took a little longer...

 

[Zing]

Orion had finally gotten a chance to kick back and relax. His ship had finally been repaired, and repainted. He had finished everything else on his to do list, including setting up a security system on his fighter and finding a decent place to stay for the night. He was inside a space station orbiting above Nal Hutta. He had paid to park his ship, but didn't have enough credits to buy a room. Instead, he decided to find the nearest stack of boxes and kick back for the night. It would be comfortable enough, considering he had experience sleeping in rocky valleys and frozen wastelands. So he hopped up on a stack of crates, setting his feet up on top of some others, and shut his eyes. Peace, at last.

Beeep. Beeep. Beeep. His com started beeping, with a green light flashing. "Kark. What now?" He picked up his com and read through the message, before setting it back down and shutting his eyes again. "Whatever." He laid there in silence for a few seconds, before jumping up and grabbing the com again. "Wait, Jedi Temple!?"

He quickly scanned through the message, looking for where the temple was. Once he found it, he jumped into his fighter and was gone, off to find [member="Kami Meran"]

 

[Jessica Med-Beq]

"Summer is in a psychiatric institution, she won't come for now"

So Summer decided not to come? Probably for health reasons. In a nut house she is, inpatient even. Outpatient is not ruled out but then again, Jessica was no psychiatrist (or therapist; it's easy to confuse the two) so, beyond having seen some of the symptoms, she had no idea whether Summer's mental health condition required inpatient or outpatient care. Then again, as the queen she could always decree that a psychiatrist be stationed in the palace while Jessica was away on Asop. Which meant Jessica was at the controls, with a few suits of WESTAR Skirmisher armor, all of which are equipped with a rebreather and a socket on which to fit oxygen bottles. She would imagine how nervous Summer is: Jessica better get out of Asop alive. After a rather lengthy flight in a Neimoidian Yacht where Julie and Jessica took turns behind the cockpit, and Catria was playing some newly-released game from the Sith Inquisitor, which kind of feels like one big dejarik game with evolutive pieces, the Neimoidian Yacht has arrived on Asop, close to where the Jedi Temple was, whose coordinates were given by one [member="Kami Meran"]. That's one planet ripped apart in two, she thought.

[member="Orion Trex"] [member="Dax Fyre"] [member="Candez Stoon"] [member="Bato Golden"] [member="Krass Wyms"]

 

[Bato Golden]

Well, unfortunately, ancient planet adventuring was not as safe as he had hoped. Landing on the planet had been relatively easy - or, at least his pilot droid made it look easy. But a quick scan of the outside revealed the air to be entirely unsuited for breathing. Y'know, on account of it being half alcohol. On the bright side, it was the cool type of alcohol; ethanol. He didn't know if it was drinkable or not, but he figured he would leave an open bottle outside his ship, and see how much had condensed when he came back.

Still, it wouldn't deter Bato for long. He had a half masked rebreather lying around somewhere, and he figured the rest of the planet couldn't be too bad. With his preparations finished, he strolled right out of his ship, and took a seat in front of the temple. He might as well wait.

 

[Krass Wyms]

[member="Kami Meran"] [member="Sorel Crieff"]

Krass had gotten one fo the ships and a small team that was leading the way for them. Getting to the world was only half of it, the other half as she held her equipent and secured them heading out she went to go and meet the others who might have been brought out. She was getting a few more things as the guard armor was there and set up for her. She had room for her master on the ship and they would be able to explore and help out. The small Seimei team going to work on some more of the things that they were bringing around a scanner when she was looking over at all fo the planet itself. Setting the screen to find people and the low levels they might provide.

 

[Myles Vylumnar]

"Force users." he scoffed. "Whatever."

Myles kicked back in his seat on The Stargazer as it jumped into hyperspace. He spun around on his swivel-chair, sighing in thought. When [member="Dax Fyre"] had told him about the Force Anomaly, Myles was immediately interested. There was really nothing that ever escaped his attention, such is the life of a freelancer such as he. No matter what it was, he wanted to be there for it. It was a galaxy of near-infinite opportunity, after all.

"Please send force users..." the transmission played over.

"Yeah, force users... You ready to check this place out, Kaz? ...Kaz?"

He'd almost forgotten that his Toydarian slave friend was out on vacation somewhere. Myles never thought he would ever need to use the force. He saw it all as just some gimmicky stuff that didn't concern him, and that no one really needed it to accomplish what they wanted to. He sought to prove himself right.

As his ship jumped out of hyperdrive, he looked upon the planet of Asop below. It was desert-y, just like all the other desert planets. It was the third planet in the Asol system, known mostly for its alcohol oceans. Myles thought it'd be a good opportunity to jump in on the action here, and maybe make a quick buck while he was at it.

"Well... let's see what we got here." he said to himself. He brought his ship down to the planet below, expecting others; faces both familiar and unfamiliar.

[member="Jessica Med-Beq"] | [member="Krass Wyms"] | [member="Bato Golden"] | [member="Orion Trex"] | [member="Candez Stoon"] | [member="Kami Meran"]

 

[Kami Meran]

( finally i got on. )

Kami sent transmission to all the new coming ships before they tried to land on Asop.

" Attention all ships. navigation is difficult due to the debris make your way to the station. we have a Buffet set u and a debrief. "
Hopefully living in a galactic junkyard made exploration difficult.
asop was the last of 3 planets and the 1st rediscovered and never rely explored, the debris feild being a huge hazard.
damit some of them had begun to land
" attention landing ships. Asop is a huge chemical vat. it's atmosphere is toxic and a huge explosion risk. "

[member="Krass Wyms"] [member="Bato Golden"] [member="Celiana"]
[member="Orion Trex"] [member="Jessica Med-Beq"] [member="Myles Vylumnar"]
and [member="Dax Fyre"] [member="Candez Stoon"]

 

[Jessica Med-Beq]

"Roger, roger, will make our way to the station"

Julie and Jessica were roughly equal in terms of piloting skill as applied to attack craft (provided a Neimoidian Yacht can be used as attack craft) in the context of asteroid fields: Geonosis was a similar place in terms of asteroid fields compared to Asop. They were far from the best, but [member="Kami Meran"] told them to make for the station: the Neimoidian Yacht was pretty far from anything remotely resembling a location on the planet proper. Unlike [member="Myles Vylumnar"], [member="Krass Wyms"], [member="Bato Golden"] or even [member="Candez Stoon"], [member="Dax Fyre"] or [member="Orion Trex"]. Jessica stands ready to deploy a device resembling a volleyball net by the time she would finally land on Asop proper, whose purpose is to condensate atmospherical alcohol and bottle it. For this reason there are a few dozen barrels, B2-series battle droids on overwatch, even though B2 droids can be beaten by some padawans worth their salt with a lightsaber.

"This planet is filled with alcohol: one has to wonder which species even lived there when the temple was operational"

"On the one hand I can understand the tactical interest of building a Jedi Temple on Asop: the One Sith can't butcher its inhabitants without risking suffocation. On the other hand, Jedi who wanted in on Asop had to be well-equipped, and not to trust the Force too much. They had to have good life support systems. Historically Sith have been highly trusting of the Force"

"Perhaps even too trusting in the Force, sometimes to the point of neglecting even the most basic tactical considerations"

 

[Zing]

Orion's ship came out of hyperspace, finding himself in front of a huge debris field. He slowed the engines and took a moment to look down at the planet in front of him. It was brown and tan, the colors of a desert planet. "A desert? Seriously? Again!" Orion hated planets that were on both sides of the extreme. Extreme cold or extreme heat were not friends of his, and he always felt he needed to complain when he went to a planet like this.

As he looked around, he received a transmission informing him of where to go. He began looking around for the station that [member="Kami Meran"] was talking about. He spotted it, deeper inside the field of debris. He rolled his eyes, and began to fly through, avoiding the large pieces of debris, maneuvering through large holes in pieces of metal, hoping to easily navigate his way to the station.

He landed in the nearest hanger, and tapped a button on his control panel. The cockpit opened and he climbed out, heading toward the room the debriefing was to be held in. He strolled in, and walked over to Kami Meran. "Hello! Are you Kami Meran?" He stuck out his hand to shake hers.

[member="Kami Meran"] [member="Myles Vylumnar"] [member="Krass Wyms"] [member="Bato Golden"] [member="Jessica Med-Beq"] [member="Dax Fyre"] [member="Candez Stoon"]

 

[Myles Vylumnar]

"Yep, gotcha. Headin' over now."

Myles pulled in to the station overlooking the Asol system. Junkyards, he thought, always a nice place to be. He was always interested in junkyards. You could never really predict the kinds of things you could find there. While not always valuable, they could sometimes be interesting and many times be useful.

As he docked in Kami's station, he expected to see a couple familiar faces there. [member="Dax Fyre"] being one, his friend and comrade from The Outback. Together, they once took the Jelucan system, and Dax had been the one to inform him of this job. Another was [member="Kami Meran"]. He knew her as a skilled mechanic and businesswoman, and had done business with her before. Other than that, the rest were complete strangers to him.

"Well, well, now we've got a party goin' on." he joked to himself. As he pulled his ship in to dock, he noticed a few faces in particular. One of which was the small-time Duros freelancer [member="Candez Stoon"]. Stoon was known throughout the criminal underground as a 'do whatever it takes for money' type of guy. Just like Myles. He was a young Duros gangster, not much older than Myles if at all. He took jobs and did other things, and that was all Myles pretty much knew about him. In some ways, they shared few similarities. Their adventurous encounter could prove to be interesting.

Then, there was another. Action-movie star and musician [member="Bato Golden"]. Though he wasn't particularly famous, he made a decent living off of cult-action movies. Being an avid film-fanatic, Myles knew of Bato and enjoyed (most) of his films. He didn't bother with his music, however. It was sort of surprising to see someone like him in a place like this. He knew that Bato was Mandalorian-raised, everyone knew that. But he never thought he'd actually be doing something remotely similar to his movies.

[member="Orion Trex"] | [member="Jessica Med-Beq"] | [member="Krass Wyms"]

 

[Dax Perl]

Dax smiled as he approached the orbiting station, dodging the various bits of debris between the Dawn and the planet surface. The pyromaniac in him wanted to light the whole planet on fire and watch the ensuing explosion from orbit. What a fireball that would be! Instead, he'd settle for the chance to replace his lost saber, stolen by [member="Asharad Graush"], in the hopes that one day he'd be able to face the man reclaim what was his.

Viewing the desert world, Dax groaned out loud. He'd grown up in deserts like this. Well....not really like this...there wasn't a giant lake of alcohol for one thing...and the Correllian deserts actually had some amount of shrubbery, albeit very little.

The Dawn landed in the hangar of the satellite station, the landing gear hissing under the weight of the vessel. Disembarking from the corvette, Dax winced with every step...why couldn't he have been stabbed somewhere that didn't move constantly...somewhere like...he didn't know...the butt? Nearby he could see one familiar face. That of [member="Myles Vylumnar"]. The Rogue Knight had first met the young pilot when he'd crash landed his fighter into a walker on Jelucan, right in front of Dax. That was quite an interesting day. The Knight lifted an arm and waved at the pilot, "Still alive ey?"

 

[Candez Stoon]

Made an edit in my last post. Just a small one that shouldn't affect other's posts. Didn't know that the planet was toxic

If only Candez had gotten the message about the station. He received the transmission, and facepalmed himself while groaning in dramatic agony. He was on the planet, but not close enough to the temple. The pilot of the ship that had brought him had gone around to a safer area to get through. Now, that pilot would have to take him back. Candez called them back. Another few credits were used, and then off the planet they went the station.

Once it landed, he disembarked. And there was everyone. He lifted the gas mask he had from his face and waved his other hand to the others, excited for the upcoming adventure. "Hey! The gun-man is here!" he shouted. Not even bothering about how much of an interruption to everyone else that would have been, he just felt like it was necessary to announce himself so loudly. He looked around. And then he saw [member="Kami Meran"], an inspiration. A fellow weapon maker. He almost went over to go say hi, but just stood there, unsure of how he would even greet her. He didn't even realize his ride after the adventure was leaving to go along with their trip.

[member="Dax Fyre"] [member="Myles Vylumnar"] [member="Orion Trex"] [member="Jessica Med-Beq"] [member="Krass Wyms"]

 

[Myles Vylumnar]

"As always." he laughed. He walked over to [member="Dax Fyre"], clasping hands in a show of comradery.

"You, on the other hand... You don't look so good. You look like you got, uh, shot, or uh, stabbed, or... Something..." he trailed off, having noticed Dax's wounded stature. Myles looked around him. Dax was accounted for, and he also noticed one [member="Kami Meran"] off yonder. [member="Candez Stoon"] was there, as he had noticed. He came off a shuttle, surprisingly, not off his own ship. Then there was [member="Bato Golden"], whom he had also noticed. The rest, [member="Krass Wyms"], [member="Jessica Med-Beq"], and [member="Orion Trex"] were all strangers to him. Having looked around, they had quite a full roster. It would certainly turn out to be interesting.

These people didn't seem like a set team at all. Really, it almost look like a bunch of random people had just joined together for the sake of temples and booze. In truth, that was essentially what this was.

"This is gonna be interesting, ain't it?"

 

[Kami Meran]

Kami noticed Dax favoring his stomach.
" you wounded? you think you'll be ok to do this? " she asked in serious concern
but she turned to the rest.
" ok sorry for the delay. two days ago we discovered this. a huge temple and Lyth who was a force sensitive has conformed the place is brimmind with the spooky stuff." she informed.
" Now Asop is a toxic hole with more alcohol than a collage frat party. so we will need pressure suits and masks. "