Velok the Younger
When I Was A Young Warthog
Dromund Kaas, years ago, had been struck by numerous asteroids, a side-effect of a fleet battle between the Sith Empire and Captain Rygel Larraq of the Mandalorians. The resulting non-radioactive nuclear winter had filled the atmosphere with particulates and induced an ice age over that fraction of the population which had survived the earthquakes of the asteroid impact. Since then, the frozen swamps of Dromund Kaas had begun to thaw as two of the galaxy's largest corporations had, one after the other, worked to clean the atmosphere and reverse the damage. Dromund Kaas held several hardscrabble settlements, of which Hythe Park was among the largest. A hundred thousand people lived there, in a former suburb of Kaas City. It was this concentration of desperate, ill life that Rave Merrill overlooked from the rocky pinnacle. The peak had long since been hollowed into a ritual site or workshop -- or both. She'd discovered this place while renovating Dromund Kaas at the head of one of the aforementioned corporations. She could work here, work in a serious way. And if she was to survive, if Hythe Park was to endure, she needed to work to the absolute limits of her capability.
Utter destruction was within her purview, but she'd made a commitment to the Light Side and would keep it , so far as she could help herself. That limited her options in some ways -- the most powerful crafting techniques were of the Dark Side, full stop. Even so, she'd made extensive study of other Force-crafting traditions: the Jal Shey, the Gesaril, the Ithorians in their way, the Wookiee Upari-cutters, the Cerean Kasha stones, the ancient stones of Lorrd and so forth. She'd experimented with applying certain alchemical principles to the Light Side or vice versa. All things considered, she'd made some intense creations using solely the Light. Nothing to rival her achievements as a Sith Lord and Nightsister, but she hadn't set out on this path to surpass her own former creations. If it happened, it would be a welcome side effect.
Or the demand of the moment.
Her materials were limited, incomplete, and old. Nevertheless, she found a few decent-sized crystals. Nothing Force-empowered, not in a serious way, but that was quickly addressed. Using her own strength and the energy lent her by Seydon, she primed the pump. Then she used those webs of energy as filters for a much larger, ambient, high-tension source of power. Dromund Kaas was full of the Force. In multiple locations, the nexus was so strong that electronics wouldn't work at all. She'd weaponized that effect into what she'd dubbed the Yrkaa artifacts, but the Yrkaa process wouldn't be what saved them today. Probably. No, what mattered was the ambient power, filtering in through her strength and Seydon's, filling the crystals in an undifferentiated way.
So much for the raw materials, at least the initial portion. She etched a certain pattern on each crystal, a careful replication of a Cerean energy-channeling Kasha glyph. Carefully, she focused on the parts of herself that were in despair, using Gesaril techniques to imbue the conglomerate with her own emotions of the moment. Then she left the crystals to charge and turned her attention elsewhere. Directionality was key; she couldn't afford to make this area-of-effect, or there was no telling what effects it might have on Hythe Park or, indeed, her. She sensed potential futures shift, in vaguest terms, giving her a recognizable Bad Feeling About This. Someone or something was on its way. At a guess, they didn't have twelve hours. She relayed this information to Seydon and kept working. The directionality rites of the Yrkaa sidearm offered a potential solution, if she could replicate the spells that had taken Kaas' AOE anti-electronics aura and made it a wide-angle ray. She found herself humming a depressing sort of tune; a good sign. Gesaril carving needed you to feel what you were making, or rather your creation would reflect what you had felt while making it.
For targeting purposes, she worked in some of the alchemical enchantments from the Mirr. The farsight artifact might have gone to the Mandalorians as per the old reclamation contract, but she'd studied the feth out of it first. Farsight functionality would help with directionality and targeting.
The amount of power she was putting into this could have levitated a starship.
Utter destruction was within her purview, but she'd made a commitment to the Light Side and would keep it , so far as she could help herself. That limited her options in some ways -- the most powerful crafting techniques were of the Dark Side, full stop. Even so, she'd made extensive study of other Force-crafting traditions: the Jal Shey, the Gesaril, the Ithorians in their way, the Wookiee Upari-cutters, the Cerean Kasha stones, the ancient stones of Lorrd and so forth. She'd experimented with applying certain alchemical principles to the Light Side or vice versa. All things considered, she'd made some intense creations using solely the Light. Nothing to rival her achievements as a Sith Lord and Nightsister, but she hadn't set out on this path to surpass her own former creations. If it happened, it would be a welcome side effect.
Or the demand of the moment.
Her materials were limited, incomplete, and old. Nevertheless, she found a few decent-sized crystals. Nothing Force-empowered, not in a serious way, but that was quickly addressed. Using her own strength and the energy lent her by Seydon, she primed the pump. Then she used those webs of energy as filters for a much larger, ambient, high-tension source of power. Dromund Kaas was full of the Force. In multiple locations, the nexus was so strong that electronics wouldn't work at all. She'd weaponized that effect into what she'd dubbed the Yrkaa artifacts, but the Yrkaa process wouldn't be what saved them today. Probably. No, what mattered was the ambient power, filtering in through her strength and Seydon's, filling the crystals in an undifferentiated way.
So much for the raw materials, at least the initial portion. She etched a certain pattern on each crystal, a careful replication of a Cerean energy-channeling Kasha glyph. Carefully, she focused on the parts of herself that were in despair, using Gesaril techniques to imbue the conglomerate with her own emotions of the moment. Then she left the crystals to charge and turned her attention elsewhere. Directionality was key; she couldn't afford to make this area-of-effect, or there was no telling what effects it might have on Hythe Park or, indeed, her. She sensed potential futures shift, in vaguest terms, giving her a recognizable Bad Feeling About This. Someone or something was on its way. At a guess, they didn't have twelve hours. She relayed this information to Seydon and kept working. The directionality rites of the Yrkaa sidearm offered a potential solution, if she could replicate the spells that had taken Kaas' AOE anti-electronics aura and made it a wide-angle ray. She found herself humming a depressing sort of tune; a good sign. Gesaril carving needed you to feel what you were making, or rather your creation would reflect what you had felt while making it.
For targeting purposes, she worked in some of the alchemical enchantments from the Mirr. The farsight artifact might have gone to the Mandalorians as per the old reclamation contract, but she'd studied the feth out of it first. Farsight functionality would help with directionality and targeting.
The amount of power she was putting into this could have levitated a starship.
