ᴅᴀʀᴛʜ ᴀɴᴀᴛʜᴇᴍᴏᴜꜱ

Location: Ossus, Imhar Canyon
Wearing: Armor + Robes
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Darth Anathemous had always been impressed by that which defied fate.
The Jedi temples of Ossus had been ravaged by time and peaked clean by scavengers for hundreds of years before her birth. Only ruins stood now, dusty, crumbling, but standing nonetheless. They whispered secrets to those who but had the will to hear, to clean away the dirt and much and to read them carved upon the walls in runes once considered a dead language.
Others were lucky enough to find their secrets, but few understood them.
Deep within the Imhar Canyon, one such secret had been discovered. A rockslide, they said, old stone eroded somewhere far beneath them all had caused a shift in the surface. It had revealed something peculiar; a door that did not open.
Locals had worked tirelessly to clear rubble from the entrance, archeologists had sketched and theorized and cleaned away the dust just long enough for rumors to spread into nearby systems, and it is for this reason that Anathemous came to them.
"I am permitted to be here." she said idly to one such man.
"You are permitted to be here."
Kaila looked at him, lips pulled into a frown at the use of such powers.
Still, it was better than the alternative.
"I am not to be disturbed, send the others away until I return."
The workers were given an early break whilst the hooded figure carefully observed the door, chin pinched between gloved fingers.
At first she found it confusing with no visible mechanism by which to open the ruins, but in time, she noticed the large grooves in the walls around them were not so decorative as she once believed. Flanking each side of the door, there was a circular dip with some sort of metal plate. Were inquisitive gaze followed the indentation to the opposite ends, where large bronze spheres were tightly bound to the wall, or so one may believe.
Kaila smiled faintly.
She'd seen this on Jedha.
With a flick of her wrist, both spheres rolled through each groove until arriving beside the door, and with the sound of grinding stone and falling dust, the door began to ascend into the ceiling.
The sith walked into it's dark halls, following the sounds of rushing water.
