Corvus Raaf
Adieu...

Corvus descended into the harsh, bright light of the Onderon sun. In this solar system, only one planet was habitable — Onderon itself — and it held a grouping of four erratic moons, including the beast moon of Dxun.
She pressed her lips together, muttering quietly as she handled the ship’s controls. Her ship plowed through interplanetary space, cutting its way toward Dxun, where she hoped to put to rest her morbid fascination with a dead Sith Lord.
The leprous green moon hung directly within her navigational circle. Though squeezed and cracked by tidal stresses, Dxun was overgrown with a cancerous covering of wild life-forms, twisted jungles infested with predatory creatures more horrific than any Jedi could ever imagine.
She sighed audibly as she began descending into the beast moon's gravity well, for once she had no flowers with her. Suddenly, with no warning, sparks flew like fire geysers from the ship’s control panel. The engines gasped as if they'd been strangled, then gave out with a disheartening thunk. The damaged craft rattled and shuddered as it dropped through the air like a wedge-shaped stone. All the ship's systems had gone completely dead.
She struggled to reignite her thrusters, attempting to squeeze just a little more energy from the repulsorlifts. The hull heated to a cherry red as Raven tore through Dxun's atmosphere. Lightning crackled around her. Storm explosions hurled her ship from side to side.
“Great, an ion storm," she said in a dry throat.
As the treetops rushed up at her, she fought back her panic, cast away her helplessness, and used a desperate snatch of Jedi powers. The Light-side energies buoyed her failing craft just enough so that it crashed into the treetops with slightly less than lethal force.
Branches splintered. Leaves burst into flames from the friction of her passage. The Raven’s hull tore open, shredded by the sharp boughs. She shielded herself with all the Light-sided power she possessed, forming a cushion against the impact.
The Raven broke through the forest canopy and slammed into the soft, mucky ground. The careening spacecraft ripped a long furrow and uprooted trees and plants, setting them afire behind her.
When the ship finally came to rest, she found herself intact, though the ship itself would require months to repair — if she even had the capability at all. Weak, and yet revitalised by the very fact of her survival, Corvus pried her way out of the damaged spacecraft. The smoking hull burned her fingers as she climbed free. She dropped to the uneven torn ground.
She carried nothing. Her saber, shoto and katana were clipped to her belt. She stood with her hands on her hips, surveying the furious jungles of Dxun, and contemplated her next step. Given there was no time for a distress call and she’d travelled some distance under any radar, she would be here a while.
Lightning continued to roar overhead like shattering electric crystal. She stepped away from the crash site into slashing rain in the black of night. She didn't know where to go... other than away from the ruined Raven. The beast moon seemed to be crouching and ready to spring.
[member="Darth Rapax"]