Border Surveillance [ GA Dominion of Asmeru & Barkhesh ]

[Aerion Ivelisse]

BARKHESH
Comm Base
Post Two.

Bring me inside.

Those were the words that Aerion had uttered after the apparent report from one of his subordinates. Soon enough, they were in what could approximate as the main hallway. The hall wasn't that large, he noted. That would be changed he thought.

"How far away is the sensor antenna?"

"Well, it's more of a tower, Colonel." He paused, wavering for a moment when he saw the impatient look he got and continued. "Uh, a quarter of a mile away. We can walk there in a few minutes."

"No need, that's good enough." And then they walked into what looked to be a command room. There were chairs, tables, and consoles all around. Military grade equipment, the first wave of shipments that were scheduled to arrive earlier. He was glad to see that at least one thing worked in his life.

 

[Arieth zh'Vranthi]

Aboard Galactic Alliance Diplomatic Vessel the Dawn of Sullust.
| 18 |


ATTN: Clan Rekali, INC

To [member="Alec Rekali"]
BBC: [member="Zark"] [member="Veino Garn"] [member="Jacen Voidstalker"] ( Merely as NPC leaders not the characters themselves)

Thank you for your prompt reply. As requested, the Alliance is willing to adhere to your terms. This sale is specifically to the GADF and the Kal'ika and the Ret'lini will be treated with military security. Non-GADF personnel like the Jedi Order without formal military commissions will not have access to this technology.

We will send the fund shortly, and if possible, request them to be delivered to Gal Milnor where a GADF representative will be there to accept them.

Would it also be possible to train a few of the GADF forces the daily maintenance for these product lines?

Thank you once again for your time.

Ambassador Arieth zh'Vranthi
The Galactic Alliance

 

[Choli Vyn]

|| Rogue Squadron
[member="Asmus Janes"] [member="Owen Holst"] [member="Allyson Locke"] [member="Ben Carlin"] @Zark
| 19 |

Wait what?

Word came that they were to stand by, which confused Choli. However, she wasn't the one with the rank nor the responsibility to call anything.

[ Copy that Rogue One. ] she replied, her voice crackling through the comms as she manuvered her starfighter in line to match that of Rogue Leaders.

[ Rogue Three line up with --] Choli broke off as everyone on the Squadron comm heard what Ben managed to catch. Every single second that followed had Choli's eyes widen until they were as large as saucers.

[ Wait what?! ] a small slip in protocol but considering the circumstances, understandable. Unfortunately, she was in such a state of shock that she missed Locke pressing her ass against her viewport and mooning the First Order.

Only Allyson would do that.

[ ... did you say you got video of that? ]

 

[Allyson Locke]

Post: 2
Location: Barkhesh System / on board the Jamillia
Objective: B
Allies: [member="Choli Vyn"] [member="Ben Carlin"] [member="Arix Askrima"] [member="Owen Holst"] [member="Zark"][member="Ajira Cardei"]
Adversary: [member="Karl Von Keldor"]

Diplomacy was something that was ingrained in her training since youth. Her Master had made sure of it. The woman was the first apprentice in her youth and dealt with the comings and goings of people while in the Sith Empire. Although, most of them didn’t respect her because of her misalignment of the dark side, Spencer still had their fear of her Master or whatever it really was. Either way, the Queen of Eshan stood from her place and nodded. They were to board a ship, it had been some time. Dusting off particles of the material she was playing with she adjusted the fitted dress she was wearing.

A general annoyance, having to dress the part of a queen and not so much as the spacer hooligan she had become. Fixing her hair once more she looked at Ajira ready for what was to come. When the woman took her leave to board the shuttle, Spencer would follow a few steps behind. The Master of the Force wouldn't bring any sort of weapon - that would be foolish.

 

[Dar'rak]

Objective C: Former Massassi Sith Temple exploration.
Exploration objective for New Jedi Order, ExplorCorps, and chance of fighting Sith Spirits.
Token artifacts may be found.

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Location: Planet Barkhesh in route to Quark River Temple.
Allies: Galactic Alliance; New Jedi order; [member="Rhen Qel-Droma"] | [member="Saint Monica"] | [member="Zark"] | [member="Roon Ganar"] | [member="Kit Budoa"]
Post: 4

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Dar'rak was simply walking the grounds. checking everything out when an older man emerged from a tent and seemed to gather a small group around him as he spoke. Dar'rak listened closely as the old Master seemed to ramble on seemingly without catching his breath. Mentioning that it was dark down there in the tunnels gave the young Jedi Knight little pause as his normal vision as augmented with infrared senses within his nose. The Dark Side assurances however were another thing entirely and the mention of such incidences could be why Dar'rak felt unease within the Force upon his arrival. Could this area be a Force Nexus? Dar'rak had come across a few in his time within deep space and even one that seemed to almost cover an entire planet's surface. He could tell already that this was not going to be a normal exploration of "seek and grab". They were going to need to be on their guard if even part of what Master Becket implied could be waiting for them inside the temple.

With the swift briefing over with Dar'rak looked around at the small group that converged on Master Becket's tent. There was Jedi Knight Zark a Human male, whom upon his arrival and excitement Dar'rak recognized from the short message he'd received upon arriving. There was also another Human this time a female of the species, a Kel-Dor and Nautolan both male from what he could tell. He wondered which of the pair was the other Jedi he'd spoken to upon arriving planet-side. Feeling he'd best introduce himself Dar'rak took the final steps up to the group and opened his maw of sharp teeth to greet his new companions. "Hello there my fellow Jedi, I am Dar'rak." His voice was graveled and low as befit his reptilian exterior would suggest, his tail twitching ever so slightly behind him.

"So is this everyone?" He'd ask the group as they prepared to enter the unknown.

 

[Geloyra Malleus]

Objective C: Exploring The Temple

Starting Position: Aboard A GA Ship

Post: 1


Geloyra wasn't a loner by nature, but compared to the other Jedi she encountered; she was different. And sometimes different translated into a lone wolf. Her Master was teaching her things that no Jedi would ever learn inside their sacred halls. Her Master had told her that some of the knowledge she would bestow upon her Padawan would seem boring, or undesirable, by most, if not all, Jedi. Geloyra found what she was learning to be both exciting and desirable. There was more to being just a glow-stick wielding, Force having individual that walked in the Light and called themselves a Jedi. Geloyra knew from the onset that her strengths would never be with a lightsaber, though she did practice with it on a routine basis, but with the mysteries of the Force itself; and this suited her heart fine.

Her eyes tracked the last shuttle to leave the ship's docking bay, then she detached herself from the wall she was holding up and headed to the only remaining shuttle. The last time she took this route, she met an interesting Deck Officer who decided to accompany her. The two had fought and killed a Sithspawn together, explored an old Imperial Base, and had many good laughs along the way. This time around, she would be going alone. A new and younger looking Deck Officer began to raise his hand to put a halt to her advance, and unlike last time; she was more prepared. Geloyra was taught that abusing her powers was a path to the Darkside, but sometimes, like this, she needed to practice. And there was no harm being committed. Really.

"You will let me pass," she said waving a hand out in front of her as she melded her mind into his, planting her words in the form of a suggestive cuddle. "You may pass," he replied. "You will forget you ever saw me," she added passing by him on her way into the shuttle. "I will forget I ever saw you," he said before leaving his position.

Geloyra was aware if that a Jedi Knight, especially a Master, saw her do this that a good 'ol fashion talking would take place. However, her Master would be pleased by her display of solving a potential problem before it arose. Taking a seat in the shuttle's cockpit, she started up the craft, hit the communication button and said the proper codes she had 'borrowed" from a GA pilot to the ship's docking bay commander who sat comfortably in his seat behind the enclosed glass station that overlooked the entire bay.

Cleared to depart, she gripped the throttle thrusting it forward gently and felt the shuttle rock forward. She loved flying, and like her routine of lightsaber training, she made ample time to learn everything she could about this beautiful craft. The only test she had yet to encounter was a dogfight, but witnessing how some of the GA pilot's flew; she wasn't quite eager to entertain that notion yet.

With the coordinates of her destination firmly imbedded into the shuttle's navigation computer, she sat back and followed the flight trajectory to the planet below. In the back of her mind, the excitement and wonders of finding something unique left behind in the temple was appealing. Hopefully, and she crossed her fingers at this thought, that she would not face another Sithspawn. Unfortunately, her actions had not gone unnoticed by the eyes of a Jedi Knight, and unbeknownst to her, a small fighter craft, too, departed the ship's hanger bay.

 

[Ben Carlin]

| Rogue Squadron |
Objective: B
Allies: [member="Spencer Varanin"] | [member="Choli Vyn"] | [member="Asmus Janes"] | [member="Owen Holst"] | [member="Allyson Locke"] | [member="Zark"]

He laughed gloriously as he looked down to see if he was recorded and nodded.

"Rogue Three here, confirmed camera got all of that good business. Keeping that one safe to watch when we get home."

He gave a slight chuckle and looked out his window to see Locke his eyes widening a little but shook his head, Ben don't ever speak of it again. He looked back towards the ship getting serious.

"This is Rogue Three, our transports are getting a little antsy and shaking their ships around a little but holding steady on the attack vector."

He glanced over at his Transports that were wiggling around in the space he had given them and watching the ships fly in more of a zig-zag then a line zipping back and forth. He shook his head, that was just prolonging the inevitable, and causing the soldiers to have one hell of a head ache. He was really glad that he didn't sign up for the Marine Corps or he would be getting one hell of a ride right about now. He focused his attention back forward keeping an eye on his sensor and the fighters ahead of him.

 

[Ugohr Poof]

Location: Asmeru
Post: 8/25
Allies: GA and friends
Enemies: Unknown
Objective: Social festival

"Yousa callen?"

"Yes, yousa" the Gungan jailer answered Ugohr in his bedroom.

"What issa da business for today?"

"Yousa will replant da gardens dat disen pickpockets destroyen"

Ugohr was surprised to see another Gungan jailer among the team of jailers dispatched to Asmeru for community service. Since the Gungans mostly stayed within the Naboo system, with a few on Dagobah and a few more on Ringo Vinda, due to the effects of the Netherworld, which caused some of the people who disappear to reappear on planets whose biomes wouldn't, a priori, sustain such species. But now that he was assigned to replanting gardens that were destroyed by some common pickpockets that harassed dark-sider convicts at night, asking for the recipes of cookies, and even targeting known dark-siders for precisely this reason. But their attempts at stealing dark-siders from their cookie recipes, endedup destroying an otherwise healthy garden. Now the non-DSers among the convicts are given plants with which to replant the garden destroyed in the thievery attempt.

"Theysa sayen dat oursa dark-siders robbed here"

"Why?" another prisoner asked.

 

[Rhen Qel-Droma]

Objective C: Former Massassi Sith Temple exploration.
Operating base of the GA ExplorCorps | Quark River Temple
GA | [member="Dar'rak"] | [member="Zark"] | [member="Saint Monica"] | [member="Roon Ganar"] | @Kit Budoa
First Order peeps | [member="Castor Ren"]

"Well, might as well get a move on before the place gets dark... and the Sith animals come out and seek Jedi blood slurp they prefer the blood of little ones, so beware."

This was about the time that Knight Qel-Droma and the young padawan arrived at the temple. A short chuckle came forth and he sent a questioning thick, bushy brow up.

"I see that the most recent batch of padawans still maintains their humor." his thick brogue gave way to his mild amusement. Just then, another joined in. Rather tall and reptilian, with a set of very sharp teeth. A welcoming smile and a nod followed suit as the stranger identified himself. Ah, Knight Dar'rak.

"Welcome. I am Knight Qel-Droma." he introduced himself to them all. A nod followed as he peered up towards where the rest of the ExploreCorps personnel were getting ready to enter the temple.

"From what I hear the first level has been excavated. It is a good time to join them and see just what we may fine. Keep close and in pairs at all times."

 

[Arieth zh'Vranthi]

Aboard Galactic Alliance Diplomatic Vessel the Dawn of Sullust.


ATTN: ArmaTech

To [member="Draco Vereen"]

Thank you for your prompt reply. These are favorable terms for Galactic Alliance purchase, and we will direct funds accordingly.

Would there also be a possibility of being able to train our GADF technicians on the daily maintenance of the products?

Ambassador Arieth zh'Vranthi
The Galactic Alliance

 

[Dar'rak]

Objective C: Former Massassi Sith Temple exploration.
Exploration objective for New Jedi Order, ExplorCorps, and chance of fighting Sith Spirits.
Token artifacts may be found.

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Location: Outside Quark River Temple.
Allies: Galactic Alliance; New Jedi order; [member="Rhen Qel-Droma"] | [member="Saint Monica"] | [member="Zark"] | [member="Roon Ganar"] | [member="Kit Budoa"]
Post: 5

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With the Arrival of Knight Qel-Droma and his young Padawan it seemed as if the group was ready to enter the temple. "It is very nice to meet you Knight Qel-Droma." Dar'rak responded to the much older senior Knight that had arrived. "I'll have to agree. groups are better than going solo in a temple when we are none too sure what may be hidden. Qel-Droma I suspect you will be leading one of the groups as well? If that is the case then I will take another with me." Dar'rak address the Knight as well as the group as a whole before starting for the Temple entrance.

Dar'rak stopped just short and looked behind him. "Who would care to accompany me into the unknown?" Dar'rak looked mostly to the Padawan Roon Ganar and Kit Budoa, though still being young himself he wouldn't mind having an older perhaps more experienced member of his team.

 

[Progflaw99]

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Location: Arrival at Barkhesh, In Atmos​

Objective: Investigate Sith Ruins​

Allies: The Force​

Enemies: Unknown​

In Vicinity: [member="Dar'rak"] | [member="Rhen Qel-Droma"] | [member="Saint Monica"] | [member="Zark"] | [member="Vexen"] | [member="Roon Ganar"]​

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The last hour had been tedious, scanners indicating several vessels he'd had to adjust course to avoid coming in contact with. It had taken him longer than he'd wanted but it was for a valid reason, and so he pushed down his frustration, saving it for later. Now, just outside his cockpit he could see the planet of Barkhesh, large swathes of color peeking through the planet's atmosphere. A quick manipulation of his craft's controls send the nose pointing downward. As the vessel began its entry into the atmosphere the Disciple of Ren noted several strange readings coming from the surface, as he descended further they turned into life forms on the surface. *Unfortunate* he thought to himself. As he examined the readings further he was able to pinpoint their location, at least within 35 meters. It appeared he may not have been the only one interested in exploring the ancient ruins. He had felt a twinge as he'd entered the system, a subtle hint through the force but his skills were yet to be fully developed and he'd paid it no heed. Now he knew why.

Adjusting his flight path a few degrees, his scanners had located several points that would accommodate his ship should he choose to land there, though he wasn't fond of the options. The first site was much too close to the location of the ruins, the lifeforms would undoubtedly see his craft as he came in for a landing. That would not do. The second and third sites were low, each in a copse of small trees, a terrible place tactically speaking. As he manually eyed the readouts his lips formed into a sneer. There, just behind a medium sized outcropping was a ledge, it looked just large enough to squeeze onto and would provide him a wide view of the valley, additionally it was a short jig around the peak and down the valley towards the ruins he had detected. Bringing his ship in low over the treetops to stay below typical line of sight he began to feel an overwhelming conflict ahead. He could feel them now, the turbulence in the force. They were... Jedi? Their aura was different than that of the planet itself, specifically the ruins. From within their depths, even at this range he could feel the power of the dark side emanating from below.

He brought his craft in low, snaking over the tops of the trees in a wide arc. While closer than the secondary and tertiary sites, he would still have to cover a significant amount of ground, and quickly. Nimbly guiding his craft onto the ledge, he slipped in just below a small overhang, hiding his ship from view both above and below. It only took him several minutes to secure the vessel, concealing it as best he could as he gathered up his equipment. Stashed in the small pack he carried were two canteens of water, a small datapad, a bedroll and some dried meat. Additionally he'd brought glowsticks and a light beam. At his waist was a thin utility belt, his sword and two daggers secured there in addition to a holster in the small of his back, seated there was a new piece of gear borrowed from the FOSB, a Charric pistol. Castor prided himself on his marksmanship, but the blade is where he found himself most comfortable.

Taking care to remain concealed, he quickly made his way down from where he'd landed. His long strides carried him closer towards his goal. As he came within a kilometer he removed the datapad from a small pocket of his pack. Taking a knee, he observed the scan data he'd made while entering the atmosphere. It appeared someone had set up an excavation site. Exploring the ruins would be more difficult than he'd originally imagined, from the readouts it looked like there may have even been a foray into the ruins themselves, though that had yet to be seen. With a sneer Castor rose, stepping off with a renewed vigor. He could feel the darkness beneath the earth, calling to him. Perhaps he could discover an alternate entrance, barreling through an excavation site was not his definition of subtle, nor was he equipped for such a venture. He could see the ruins now, it would only take him a few more minutes to reach the base of the ruined structure. Once there, he would be able to search for an alternate entrance, careful to snake to the opposite side. It would not do well to be discovered if he could help it.

 

[Jsc]

Location: Quark River Temple
Obj C - p5
w/ Roon Ganar , Zark Pulsar , [member="Dar'rak"] ,Kit Budoa ,
Rhen Qel-Droma , Mryhai (Twi'lek Padawan NPC) , Castor Ren ,
& [member="Vexen"]


Karen nodded to the members now assembled. It seemed there was more than enough volunteers to make an expedition of things. If not, two. Good grief. Well. Anyway, the blue-haired woman nodded towards Dar'rak,

"I shall come with you Knight Jedi. ...I am Monica. Of the Denon Academy of Science. A pleasure to meet you."

She gave a slight nod of her head in greeting and folded her arms behind her back. Ready and willing to get underway. To note. Karen could be sensed easily as a Light-sided practitioner of the Force. Both in alignment, prowess, and her general location. Though her thoughts and feelings could not be sensed as she keep a Doe Charm over her mental faculties at all times. And, as with many things about Karen Roberts, (her alias' included,) she remained a rather illustrious peacock.

"Shall we?"

 

[Sor-Jan Xantha]

THE PLANET
RHEN VAR
THE SILVER CITADEL

The boy had his feet up in the chair with him.

He was eating a molecularly agitated cheese sandwich, flecks of partially melted cheese sticking to his right cheek as the youngling knight stared up at a holocartoon on the big screen. A window popped up in one corner of the display, alerting him to the receipt of a new message.

Holding the half-eaten sandwich in his mouth, the young Anzat brushed his greasy hands off on his winter coat before he leaned forward to pull up the transmission. All very routine. Delivery to Gal Minor. Training them to do basic maintenance and upkeep.

Reaching up, he took hold of the sandwich as he took another bite and chewed, using one hand to open up a new window and start typing a reply.

//FROM: xantha@corellia-digital.holo.net
//TO: [member="Arieth zh'Vranthi"]

Delivery to Gal Minor confirmed. [member="Marque"] can provide your logistics team with all the basics of maintenance and upkeep.

Just let me know if you need anything else!

Sincerely,
S.J. XANTHA

 

[Ugohr Poof]

Location: Asmeru
Post: 9/25
Allies: GA and friends
Enemies: Unknown
Objective: Social festival

"Oursa dark-siders noah have anything of value other than cookie recipes"

"What kind of thief would want to steal cookie recipes from Sith Lords?"

"Theysa de-powered"

"These boots... that's true!"

Puzzled by this troubling discovery, perhaps Ugohr feels as if aiding the jailers catch these thieves that wanted to steal the recipes of cookies as baked by the Sith Lords that made the trip to Asmeru along with him for community service. But all he has to go on is a thief wanting to steal cookie recipes from one of the inmates and crashing a garden in the process, that which he'd meticulously inspect prior to replanting the destroyed plants. Unfortunately all that he had to say about the cookie recipe-thief was that he appears to be leaving footprints consistent with... Beorni. What kind of Beorni thief would even want to steal cookie recipes? Ugohr pictured Beorni to be living on frozen planets, like Belasco, or in high altitudes on Naboo; they're space polar bears. His jailers will realize the troubling discovery of footprints belonging to Beorni into the pickpocket-vandalized garden soon enough. He then worked harder to replant the garden, not realizing that the jailers are almost there looking for him.

 

[Tanomas Graf]

Post: III
Objective: II. Border Surveillance
Location: Edge of First Order space - Near Barkhesh
Allies: The First Order, [member="Karl Von Keldor"], [member="Boo Chiyo"]
Cool Guy: [member="Roth Tillian"]
Damn, Girl!: [member="Allyson Locke"]
Cold War Neighbors: The Galactic Alliance, [member="Ajira Cardei"], [member="Asmus Janes"], [member="Deacon"], [member="Choli Vyn"], [member="Ben Carlin"]

Current Forces:

• FIV Nemesis, 1600m Imperial X-class Star Destroyer

Tanomas slipped his cap back on and began to make his way to the hangar until he was stopped. "Sir! I think you may want to see this!" He yelled from his console, a note of glee on his voice. Graf, obviously confused, came up behind the young man and his jaw promptly dropped through the durasteel floor. On the screen of said console was a rather high resolution video of one of the pilots of Rogue Squadron pressing their ass against the glass of their cockpit. Shock turned into amusement as the old man couldn't help but crack a smile "I'll say this, I've never seen a pilot do that before. Give them some credit, they know what they're doing. Save the video and upload it to the Holonet, we'll see how they like that." He chuckled, resuming his course for the hangar bay.

A Lambda T4-a shuttle craft descended from the bowels of the Nemesis and gently glided towards the StarDream. The vessel docked swiftly with the freighter, with Tanomas debarking as the landing ramp lowered. The aged admiral would soon find himself in the lounge of the freighter, where he would make sure to greet the others before getting happily drunk in front of his 'sworn enemies'.

After all, a good drink could make the worst of enemies the best of friends.

 

[Dar'rak]

Objective C: Former Massassi Sith Temple exploration.
Exploration objective for New Jedi Order, ExplorCorps, and chance of fighting Sith Spirits.
Token artifacts may be found.

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Location: Outside Quark River Temple.
Allies: Galactic Alliance; New Jedi order; [member="Rhen Qel-Droma"] | [member="Saint Monica"] | [member=Zark] | [member="Roon Ganar"] | [member="Kit Budoa"]
Post: 6

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Dar'rak looked over at the blue haired Jedi woman when she offered to accompany him as part if his group. "That would be fine. Let's get this started then." Dar'rak walked into the temple entrance and took a quick look around. Indeed it seemed excavation was well underway. The young reptilian walked around until he noticed a passage that lead downward. There were markings along the frame that the young Knight did not recognize. Could they be dark side runes? he could not be sure but he could still feel a strong dark presence in the area. he wasn't sure of its origins but it was good to have such a strong presence in the light near by. Dar'rak's ability and connection to the force allowed him a great many things even at his younger age. So the aura of his companion was a welcome warmth. "Any idea what these could mean?" he ask of Master Monica as he rubbed a scaled claw over one of the runes.

 

[Zak Dymo]

#3​

THE STAR DESTROYER
N E M E S I S
Objective: 2 - Science report on earthquakes in space
Allies: He's not sure yet.
Enemies: [member="Tanomas Graf"]'s coffee cup

Well, they got a good laugh out of it.

For his part, he really didn't see what was so funny.

Having finished mopping up the coffee spill on Deck 12, the young Pantoran had gone back up to the 'pit'. That's what they called the lower section of the bridge, where all the technical, science-y people worked. He'd asked them about the earthquake in space, and they hadn't stopped laughing about it now for at least two or three minutes.

"No... that wasn't an earthquake in space," one of the petty officers remarked, wiping a tear away from his eye as the laughter began to subside. "That was just the inertial shear we experienced entering a gravity well."

The purple-haired youth turned his head to one side, his facial expression confused as he tried to determine whether or not the man had spoken in Basic or some obscure language. "I'm eleven," the cadet stated finally. "...and what is this?"

Earthquake in space was a much, much simpler concept.

"Okay, so everything traveling in space has inertia. Think of it as the energy of motion that's propelling it forward..."

 

[Ashin Varanin]

Very little remained to be done but to go have a drink, at least on Ajira's part. And diplomacy was its own battle, but she could handle that behind closed doors and so forth. Meanwhile, the RNS Jamillia had obtained comprehensive scans of both the FIV Challenger and the FIV Nemesis, representing two heretofore unknown First Order starship classes. Such data obtained, the high-powered sensors stood down, as did the interdiction probes in the Barkhesh system. The more far-flung monitoring probes, the arrangements that would give advance warning of further capital ship traffic, remained operational, but those probes were in other systems and spacelanes. They were, ideally, too far to irritate First Order forces or set them on edge. Getting probed tended to make people nervous, after all.

 

[Rhen Qel-Droma]

Location: Quark River Temple
Obj C - p5
w/ [member="Roon Ganar"] , [member="Zark"] Pulsar , [member="Dar'rak"] ,[member="Kit Budoa"] ,
@Rhen Qel-Droma , @Mryhai (Twi'lek Padawan NPC) , [member="Castor Ren"] ,
& @Vexen @Saint Monica

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With a nod and a twinkle in his gaze, Rhen followed along with Monica and the rest of the Knights and padwans. While the two led the way, the Corellian Jedi enjoyed trailing behind. He kept his hands clasped at his back, his stride casual. Interest piqued his weathered gaze, and as they entered the temple, the elder knight took to inspecting the murals where carved sigils lay.

He briefly overhead Knight [member="Dar'rak"] question about the symbols. They were rather extraordinary. Personally, he didn't know much about the Massassi; his skill set was more akin towards crystals and blades. However, learning a little bit more from others was always in the cards. It didn't matter the age, one could always learn more.