Absalon Diljar
Character
Knights Obsidian - "Field Work"
Location: "Glass Point", Lok
This planet is a wretched hole. Always was, always will be. Lok is a barren, dusty planet in the Outer Rim. Sulfur pools, lifeless rivers, and volcanoes are among the enthusiastic offers this rock can make any trespasser. But apparently, not anybody has this conviction. A signal had been sent from the planet, merely a few hours ago. This signal was, however, heavily encrypted, in a way that only highly sensitive military information was. Causing it to take the interest of the CIS, sending it through the chain of command to the Knights Obsidian.
Upon finishing decryption, an audio message (although glitchy and under the suffering of bad reception) could be heard. The voice seemed to come from a young man. Slightly hoarse and exhausted.
"Ahem... well, if you're hearing this, it means two things: My beacon is currently working. And more importantly: You are the kind of people that I want to talk with, judging by your ability to crack this encryption. My name is Absalon Diljar. Archeologist. And I am calling you on the grounds of a major discovery. The Vault of the late Darth Vixal has been found, and I have the means to unlock it. Beyond the door to it, lies boundless knowledge from the days of this buried tyrant. However, there are... complications. I have run out of food, water and medical supplies. I will not make it back to my ship, much less so with whatever is in this Vault. I have also made a series of enemies on my little quest, who has the same goal as I, but with much less proper intentions. I am willing to share the knowledge and possible power this Vault brings, if I get the protection and supplies I need to study the galaxy another day. The coordinates are attached to this message. If you get this, I hope to see you at your earliest convenience."
On Lok, these coordinates would lead to a valley, in which several cavern openings were visible. Ancient inscriptions on the mountain walls, tell obscure tales of a people forgotten to time. It was past Midday, the sun casting a shadow over half of the valley.