Nathan Bloodscrawl
House Bloodscrawl Patriarch
Wearing: Obsolete Military Hazard Suit
Armed With: Nathan's Lightsaber
Location: Forbidden levels of Coruscant.
Nathan, when he had seen the document on an auction site, had immediately arranged to acquire it. An old parchment containing a seemingly unbreakable code. Sera had purchased it on her credit card for him, as his name could not be attached to such a thing, lest it arouse the Order's suspicion.
Nathan however, understood the cipher. It was one his family used.
Which is what had led him down here, after paying up the nose to the right scum in the underworks to find him a route down to those lowest levels. Ones not monitored by the Alliance.
They were dangerous. Life threatening. He had had nearly died twice getting down here. The ancient passages had long collapsed, filled with gas, and other hazards. This old suit could barely keep the gas out. The remains of the great hole leading to the lowest levels, surrounded by the smashed remains of ancient cities that had long collapsed from the weight of the planet above, beckoned.
Nathan, even here, watching the eras literally crashing against each other, felt nothing stir in him at the sight.
Nothing, save for the curious wish Vera could have been present. He might have derived amusement from her acidic, pitiless commentary on most things. But this was a private affair.
A combination of climbing equipment and teleportation to the most stable looking areas of collapsed, ancient skyscrapers, even more ancient street lights still flickering from fusion power sources in the area, providing minimal light, provided Nathan's pathway.
They were were called the Forbidden Levels of Coruscant for a reason. Even the hostile, ancient horrors known to the denizens above for thousands of years skulking in the ancient passages rarely came down to this blighted, dust and toxic gas filled land. Nathan himself questioned the wisdom of coming here.
After all, even here, a true abomination or two, long forgotten, might be stirred up at the scent of man, even one as broken as he.
As he walked the dead, silent streets to the coordinates he had uncovered, he kept alert. He had been to Coruscant in the Plague. He had encountered things on this world so evil and ghastly Yoda himself might have been given pause had he run into them.
The shattered foundations of a hospital greeted him. He went in, ready to kill whatever moved, because whatever was down here likely wasn't friendly.
He at last reached it. Right where the coordinates claimed. An MRI machine. Smashed and rusted, but the cracked floor beneath it gave away the hidden passage.
He looked around, saw and sensed nothing, and then carefully climbed down, walking, quietly with a light on to the end, which displayed a familiar door with a Keypad.
This must have been a really old Bloodscrawl Vault. He typed in the cipher code in the parchment and the door swung open, revealing a golden lit interior...
...and a figure in a transparent case, amid piles of treasure and gems.
Nathan went up, observing the unfamiliar figure and realized it was a Biot. One with unusually elven features.
He went closer, saw she was in some kind of stasis chamber, and began carefullly deactivating it out of pure curiosity, not knowing who had made her...
Izara 124221 ...
Armed With: Nathan's Lightsaber
Location: Forbidden levels of Coruscant.
Nathan, when he had seen the document on an auction site, had immediately arranged to acquire it. An old parchment containing a seemingly unbreakable code. Sera had purchased it on her credit card for him, as his name could not be attached to such a thing, lest it arouse the Order's suspicion.
Nathan however, understood the cipher. It was one his family used.
Which is what had led him down here, after paying up the nose to the right scum in the underworks to find him a route down to those lowest levels. Ones not monitored by the Alliance.
They were dangerous. Life threatening. He had had nearly died twice getting down here. The ancient passages had long collapsed, filled with gas, and other hazards. This old suit could barely keep the gas out. The remains of the great hole leading to the lowest levels, surrounded by the smashed remains of ancient cities that had long collapsed from the weight of the planet above, beckoned.
Nathan, even here, watching the eras literally crashing against each other, felt nothing stir in him at the sight.
Nothing, save for the curious wish Vera could have been present. He might have derived amusement from her acidic, pitiless commentary on most things. But this was a private affair.
A combination of climbing equipment and teleportation to the most stable looking areas of collapsed, ancient skyscrapers, even more ancient street lights still flickering from fusion power sources in the area, providing minimal light, provided Nathan's pathway.
They were were called the Forbidden Levels of Coruscant for a reason. Even the hostile, ancient horrors known to the denizens above for thousands of years skulking in the ancient passages rarely came down to this blighted, dust and toxic gas filled land. Nathan himself questioned the wisdom of coming here.
After all, even here, a true abomination or two, long forgotten, might be stirred up at the scent of man, even one as broken as he.
As he walked the dead, silent streets to the coordinates he had uncovered, he kept alert. He had been to Coruscant in the Plague. He had encountered things on this world so evil and ghastly Yoda himself might have been given pause had he run into them.
The shattered foundations of a hospital greeted him. He went in, ready to kill whatever moved, because whatever was down here likely wasn't friendly.
He at last reached it. Right where the coordinates claimed. An MRI machine. Smashed and rusted, but the cracked floor beneath it gave away the hidden passage.
He looked around, saw and sensed nothing, and then carefully climbed down, walking, quietly with a light on to the end, which displayed a familiar door with a Keypad.
This must have been a really old Bloodscrawl Vault. He typed in the cipher code in the parchment and the door swung open, revealing a golden lit interior...
...and a figure in a transparent case, amid piles of treasure and gems.
Nathan went up, observing the unfamiliar figure and realized it was a Biot. One with unusually elven features.
He went closer, saw she was in some kind of stasis chamber, and began carefullly deactivating it out of pure curiosity, not knowing who had made her...
Izara 124221 ...
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