T E M P E S T
Thhaaaaalia....Temmmmpessssssst.
There hadn't been a single night since she returned that she did not hear the call of that man's spirit. An echo in the Force that would always be with her.
Darth Solipsis
had left his mark on her, though for what purpose she could only guess. She had heard rumors of him gathering promising "students" only for him to turn them into mindless Hounds. Had she been on that path? Is that why she still felt him despite his death? She still bore scars from the Sith Tattoos she had worn for his ritual on Tython and during these dreams they burned. Thaaaaalia....Tempessssttt...elp.....wi....ussssss.....iffy....
Snap-Hiss
Exogal. She recognized this place, though she had only been once. Through the Red Honeycomb and past the horde of One-Eyed summa-verminoths only pain resided. The seat of Solipsis' power and his hopeful Sith Empire. Thunder cracked above her, the sound of red-white streaks of lightning arcing down to touch down on the too flat, too grey landscape.
"Thaaaaaaaalia.....Temmmmmpessssssst," The wraith behind her whispered in her ear. Its voice was weak and barely audible over the hum of the wraith's lightsaber. Thalia pivoted to face her wraith, her feet sliding on the slick ground with ease. Here she did not have a lightsaber. But she'd had this dream before. She'd-
The wraith was not the tall winged shape of Darth Solipsis she had been accustomed to from her nightly terrors. The wraith was a mass of black writhing smoke. It held two red lightsabers, one in each hand.
"Temmmmmpesssssstttttt," it hissed, its eyes snapping open to reveal empty white sockets. Its gaze locked with her own and flashes of the dark Temple beneath the ground of Exogal flitted through her mind, halting on the one that had become all too familiar to her. Pain shot through her head and wracked her body as the scream echoed for eons through her bones.
Thalia woke, swallowing her scream. The Kyber Mountain's scream lingered though. It would for a few more hours she knew.
"Padawan Senn," came the too prim voice of the KJ droid standing guard over her cell. "Padawan Arani has come to visit you." Thalia groaned. Not from the visitation, she had been wanting to see Iris for a while now, but from the screaming and headache she would have to endure without the use of the Force their entire time. She dressed, in a simple Jedi robe, an old one at that, and some slippers. The droid escorted her out of her cell and into one of the small gardens attached to the medical wing where Iris was waiting.
