Private Forgotten Crusade

[Persephone Dashiell]

"Have you found any bones here?"

Persephone shook her head, then indicated down the corridor. More catacombs in that direction. Deeper and older, some of the first that had been installed in this structure. Not that there was a massive difference between the ages of other sections, just it had been started before anything else. The groundbreaking.

"No, you had an aneurism and it stopped me from going any further. Once we're done here I do plan on heading down that way. Its what I originally came here for."

When he questioned her about her studies with the lovers, Persephone shrugged her shoulders.

"Same as everyone. Their kiss created everything on Ession. I went to the Crown of Ashla with a Jedi Master, he stated it may be a type of nexus but we didn't investigate too deep."

Ben Khal​

 

[Persephone Dashiell]

After some time with the other teenager, mainly to ensure he didn't pass out and die from some brain bleed, Persephone parted ways with him. She had her own research to do and this guy was deep down on trying to find a cult. Persephone admired his research but it wasn't her style. There was a relief when she was able to go back down the dusty corridors of the tomb on her own, looking at the vaults lining the walls. Most were unused. A sign the Ashlan died out before their vision could be fully realized.

Yet she had passed some occupied. One had half-burned candles. Cold but clearly used. Judging from the signs of dust and cobwebs they had been there less than a year. A sign the most faithful of the Ashlan still circled back around. Persephone didn't know where they congregated. She suspected they remained on the fringes as the Sith grew in power, knowing with small numbers they could easily be wiped off the map of existence.

Reaching the tomb in questions, there were bones, but of who? There wasn't much she could do beyond record her findings and send up the notes to university researchers. Zee recorded the findings, she wrote down what she could of the current conditions and observations. Then it was time to go. Lingering wasn't wise. Not with the knowledge Ashlan followers had been here in the semi-recent past. She doubted they would appreciate her research into their religion.

It wouldn't be her last visit to Ession.

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