Icy-Hot
The Sun was just beginning to rise over the horizon from the expeditionary group's position. In groups of four, they each trekked their mandated routes through the craggy, bleak, desecrated landscape. Twelve groups in total were dispatched in concordance with aerial reconnaissance droids and the like, the mission simply keeping the geographical intelligence of the area updated in case of invasion. Something that was all the more prevalent considering past events. While in the past, these lands were left wholly untouched, due to the pure span of it, and otherwise ferocious reputation. Today would be different. Today, they would be lifting up the carpets so to speak.
While the Droids would handle any secondary installation points, the groups were tasked with unloading more powerful devices; assembly and deployment required. It was bulky enough that each member of a group would have to carry one part of the entire device to comfortably transport it. Therein, it should be noted that at least one of the parts were particularly more hindering than the others. Slowing the individual that carried this item down considerably, not to mention likely robbing them of some agility in the process; unless of course they used some unnatural methods to counteract this. (Or they were simply strong enough to do so)
And so, with their packs on their backs the different groups had split up after leaving the staging area roughly thirty miles south; using vehicles as far as they could, but ultimately in the endless thicket of Wroshyr and Kshyyy Vine, it would fall to them to use their feet to reach he optimal points of contact with the planet itself. The devices themselves were also very cute, and environmentally sound. Allowing space for smaller critters to use as dens, or breeding grounds. and miniaturized moisture trappers to collect small, but viable sources of life to the local ecosystem.
That said, the wildlife here in the Shadowlands was far from helpless, and one of the mission briefings talk points was specifically how hostile this land was. It was the badland, the Shadowland... No man's land, if you will. And indeed, one might not that outside of ritual treks across the behemoth that was Kashyyyk, not even Wookies were content to live here. There was many old secrets and mysteries in this part of the Jungle... Yes, that was a far greater depiction than a Forest. A black Jungle, littered with all manner of trinket, and technology from long dead ages. Supercarriers could be found here even, abandoned and decrepit. Some long stripped, others half done... And others, for good reason untouched.
Skeletons line the routes to the group's targets, long gone stories of those that fancied themselves the outdoorsy type and were swallowed whole by the treacherous landscape. Indeed, for those of the groups that were Force Sensitive, this place was not settling. It did not give them the same serenity they found standing atop the steps of Silver Rest, or even further within by the meditation chambers.
This place bred feelings of Pain, Hate, and Uncertainty to the untrained. The densely packed life was a constant ebb within the Force. The longer one that could feel the Force Energies stayed here, the more they would realize, there was something terrible at work in the Black Jungle. Yet still, there was a mission to be completed.
Aayla Senn-Shan headed up her own group, consisting of (I will NPC them for now, if you want to be a part of the group just post as such. Also feel free to head up your own squad and create your own adventures.) other Shadow, and Intelligence Operatives that were rated viable to mission success. Whatever skills they possessed were deemed important to the completion of the mission objectives.
Objectives: Install Geo scanning equipment. Explore. (Score sweet metaphysical loot in the deathtrap of a jungle)
Metis Athena Elpis
Travot Ravenna
While the Droids would handle any secondary installation points, the groups were tasked with unloading more powerful devices; assembly and deployment required. It was bulky enough that each member of a group would have to carry one part of the entire device to comfortably transport it. Therein, it should be noted that at least one of the parts were particularly more hindering than the others. Slowing the individual that carried this item down considerably, not to mention likely robbing them of some agility in the process; unless of course they used some unnatural methods to counteract this. (Or they were simply strong enough to do so)
And so, with their packs on their backs the different groups had split up after leaving the staging area roughly thirty miles south; using vehicles as far as they could, but ultimately in the endless thicket of Wroshyr and Kshyyy Vine, it would fall to them to use their feet to reach he optimal points of contact with the planet itself. The devices themselves were also very cute, and environmentally sound. Allowing space for smaller critters to use as dens, or breeding grounds. and miniaturized moisture trappers to collect small, but viable sources of life to the local ecosystem.
That said, the wildlife here in the Shadowlands was far from helpless, and one of the mission briefings talk points was specifically how hostile this land was. It was the badland, the Shadowland... No man's land, if you will. And indeed, one might not that outside of ritual treks across the behemoth that was Kashyyyk, not even Wookies were content to live here. There was many old secrets and mysteries in this part of the Jungle... Yes, that was a far greater depiction than a Forest. A black Jungle, littered with all manner of trinket, and technology from long dead ages. Supercarriers could be found here even, abandoned and decrepit. Some long stripped, others half done... And others, for good reason untouched.
Skeletons line the routes to the group's targets, long gone stories of those that fancied themselves the outdoorsy type and were swallowed whole by the treacherous landscape. Indeed, for those of the groups that were Force Sensitive, this place was not settling. It did not give them the same serenity they found standing atop the steps of Silver Rest, or even further within by the meditation chambers.
This place bred feelings of Pain, Hate, and Uncertainty to the untrained. The densely packed life was a constant ebb within the Force. The longer one that could feel the Force Energies stayed here, the more they would realize, there was something terrible at work in the Black Jungle. Yet still, there was a mission to be completed.
Aayla Senn-Shan headed up her own group, consisting of (I will NPC them for now, if you want to be a part of the group just post as such. Also feel free to head up your own squad and create your own adventures.) other Shadow, and Intelligence Operatives that were rated viable to mission success. Whatever skills they possessed were deemed important to the completion of the mission objectives.
Objectives: Install Geo scanning equipment. Explore. (Score sweet metaphysical loot in the deathtrap of a jungle)
Metis Athena Elpis
Travot Ravenna
