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Galaxy's Faults

St0rmSlaSh

Never Underestimate a Good Bottle of Whiskey
Now that Taunwe was free of the Kunri realm, he was free to do whatever he wanted. Although, all he ever really wanted right now was to lay his eyes on his wife again. But he knew that would not happen. Now, he was travelling from planet to planet hoping to find any clue about what had happened during his leaving. Apparently the Jedi were close to extinction when this, "Clone Wars" had ended and an empire reigned supreme. Then another so-called empire called The First Order has replaced the destroyed empire and so on and so forth.

So, I guess it was the Sith who won that war. Taunwe thought. He knew of course that the true war against good and evil would never cease, so he thought about what might happen in the future now.

He was now in a cantina on Coruscant, visiting the underworld to gain more perception of the past. A lot of people were staring at him. Here he was, an old man going on about what happened in the past 800 or so years. He could have went to other place, like the temple. But he did not want to risk going into the building, he felt he was not ready to go into there.

Not yet. After much more mortification, Taunwe sat down in a booth to get his thoughts together. He suddenly remembered something! He and his master knew Nerog, an Anzati smuggler. He was an old friend of his master. Last time he met him he was on Ilum, but that planet is just made of ice! Maybe he may be around the crystal cave? Who knows, but that's the only lead Taunwe he would probably get on the alien. He got up from his seat and headed toward the exit...

[member="Sulen Dewan"]

[member="Alexandra Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Taunwe Trebor"] (I apologize for the wait)

Alexandra shook her body a bit, tired of the temperature on this damnable planet, but it was a place she needed to check out. Her sabers would need new crystals, ones that worked with her current life and she had spent a great deal of time on the planet already trying to track down the caves that she was looking for. For once Alexandra did not bother with her illusion, leaving a dark haired woman moving through the door, concealing the more notable features she had gained with this new body under her warm clothing. IT was the one thing that she grew irritated with from time to time but today the extra appendage was warm and that was a blessing.

Overall Alexandra had taken a normal approach to her appearance as well. Heavy clothing, jackets and pants that kept her warm even in the cold winds that whipped across the planet. A set of goggles and a mask were pulled back from her face for now with her standing outside of the building, ready to enter. She looked pale as ever, the cold in no way making her look any less like a ghost with ebony hair but she enjoyed the look for once.

At her side was her sabers, barely hidden and on purpose this time, along side a small metal rod kept latched to the small of her back. The rod was barely noticeable for those that did not know what it was, and she enjoyed that fact.

Her mind was drawn away, thinking about the caves until finally she was brought back, almost walking into a much older man. Her voice croaking up as she apologized.

"Oh, sorry I wasn't looking at what I was doing."
 
Losing is tempoary, giving up is permanent.
Rumor always had a slight amount of truth to them, not matter how insane they where, though this particular time i was something not uncommon to her. For the last few days she had been on Coruscant after a run in with a Mando bounty hunter and his Wookie partner and so was on the more lower levels for the time being until tensions between them died down.

That was when she had picked up on word of an old man asking about the Jedi and event over 800 years ago, 'the clone wars hu' Though she tired to study up on the past events that had lead to the almost extinction of the Jedi a lot about what happened remained a mystery. Following the lead of a 'questionable' friend she had tracked down the old man to this underworld cantaina.

Coming into view of the front door she spied the man just about to lave, until he ran into a woman of sorts, both of them where force users as each one didn't try and hide there presence, both where also like her balanced in the force, though she tended to sway back and froth between the light and dark. Quickly she strode over to the two, her interest in the old man taking over and politeness of waiting until they had finished their conversation.

[member="Alexandra Feanor"][member="Taunwe Trebor"]
 
Mascoo was dragging a Jakobeast he just recently killed when a snowstorm suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Normally he could sense if the weather is getting worse but this one storm was an odd one. Luckily, Mascoo immediately found a shelter. A cave he didn't notice while going on the road, 'maybe it was covered in snow when he passed by' he thought.

At the entrance of the cave he sets up his tent and light up a fire. The temperature was dropping down rapidly as the snowstorm gets stronger, he could feel it as the chill already penetrates his coat and into his skin. If the worst comes, he will have to hide inside of the beast as a last resort. Good thing he didn't bring any of his pets.


[member="Taunwe Trebor"][member="Sky'ito Yumi"][member="Alexandra Feanor"]
 

St0rmSlaSh

Never Underestimate a Good Bottle of Whiskey
As he was walking towards the exit, a woman bumped into him. She apologized and Taunwe realized she was a force sensitive. But her presence was different. He sensed she was neither Jedi or Sith. What was she? Taunwe could not resist asking her. He looked into her eyes and spoke.

" It is alright miss. It was my fault. But tell me something. What are you? I sense that you are part of the force, but it tells me you are neither Jedi or Sith. If this is true, then what are you? "

He maintained an upright posture but showing a lot of emotion in his voice. If this person was neither part of the light or darkness, then she must be of the Kunri? But how can that be true? Did she leave? Or did she not give herself to the planet? Maybe she was chosen! All of this possible scenarios went through Taunwe's head. It made his mind spin at all the possibilities. If she was of the Kunri, he would immediately ask if she had seen his wife.

While he was thinking of everything, he saw someone else come up to them. Taunwe awaited for their arrival as well as an answer from the girl who had bumped into them...

[member="Mascoo"]
[member="Sky'ito Yumi"]
[member="Alexandra Feanor"]
[member="Sulen Dewan"]
 
In mellenia past, this was a place where expierements were done. Sulen Dewan was one of a number. A simple mark on a piece of paper or on a datapad. Her resting location kept secret when the planet fell under attack and the base destroyed. The survivors, if there were any were taken captive and were long dead now. The memory of what happened here dying with them.

Barely any marks were left of the base and only ruins were left. Sulen laid in her casket, sleeping like child, free from the worries of the galaxy. Time had passed, covered her location and the secrets of what happened here. Nobody had gone searching for her since she had nobody left to worry. Her parents had died when she was a teen and she put herself through school. Upon reaching adulthood, she had joined the new and growing First Order. This was their base, she was just a number to them.

A long forgotten base on a now icy world held some ancient secrets and a lone survivor from times past. One that if discovered would be a lost soul.

[member="Taunwe Trebor"] [member="Mascoo"] [member="Sky'ito Yumi"] [member="Alexandra Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Taunwe Trebor"]

Alexandra had stepped back by the time he had spoke or even focused on her presence in the force, correcting her clothing while she stood there. The movement of her hands wouldn't last long though when he brought up the Force and she blinked, cursing herself under her breath for forgetting about her presence. She had thought not concealing herself behind an illusion like normal would be enough of a disguise but forgot that the one thing that would give away who she was the most was not her appearance and instead be the very thing that let her create those illusions of her old appearance. With a sigh she turned her head and looked at the man who stood the same height as her and was more than three times the age of the body she wore. It was curious what such an elderly man would be doing on Ilum but her question was answered with a small bit of probing herself.

"Well, it would seem that I am not alone on this planet, in more than one way." Her eyes rolled to the side and caused her head to turn slightly, smiling as she saw the other appear suddenly.

Her eyes returned to the man now, owing him an answer to the question.

"Hmm, what am I... I am a Zorren. Might I inquire about what you are?" Her smile grew as she looked at the man, clearly trying to peer into him and peel away the physical body infront of her. The young woman, hidden behind clothing and goggles that were only just barely pulled from her face was likely not as she looked. But she held no malice, or any real sense of danger. There was a lust for conflict coming from her, something Alexandra always carried but that lust for conflict seemed somehow tame in comparison what someone would commonly find in someone with it.

If Taunwe or [member="Sky'ito Yumi"] could look close enough, they would find a single dark strand tied into the other much lighter strands of the Force that connected Alexandra to it. She didn't seem natural in how she stood in the force, but even if that unnatural being that she was, she continued to simple remain curious and interested in the two people she had run into. She wanted to know about who these two Force users were and what they were here for just as the two likely wanted to know from her.

[member="Sulen Dewan"] [member="Mascoo"]
 
Losing is tempoary, giving up is permanent.
Slowly walking up to the due Sky'ito studies there apperence, the old man was what most people stereotyped grey Jedi to be, old wanderers who left the order in search of knowledge and other things of the past. What stuck out most to her though was the rumors about him asking fro information on the clone wars, 'why that specific time period'? She thought to herself.

The second force user was putting on a good illusion display, but ultimately giving away them self to herself and the old man, she slightly snickered at the name she chose for herself "really zorren, if our going to make up a name to use while putting on that illusion, chose it beforehand in-case other question you, and make it believable too". True she was kind of acting like an ass-hole but this would be a good way to gauge if they got angry very easily, always good to figure that out before doing anything together.

[member="Alexandra Feanor"]
[member="Sulen Dewan"]
[member="Taunwe Trebor"]
[member="Mascoo"]
 
Mascoo woke up by the sheer coldness of the weather. The storm hasn't calm down but had gotten even worse. Sakka doesn't have a choice but to do the necessary thing.
He stood up and slowly walk to the beast's corpse. The snow was now on knee level, good thing he was light footed and could easily walk above it.
And then he sense a faint life force coming deep inside the cave. It was just a little beep like sound but he immediately know someone or something is in the cave.
Though sensitive to the force, Mascoo really didn't have a proper training of using it. He just memories the pattern and how it works.

Hindered by the snowstorm, Mascoo decides to explore it later after the storm calms down. He then proceeds to cut the bottom part of the beast, slicing all of its abdomen.
"eeekkk" he cried out of disgust.
Good thing the blood and its smell was frozen and it was not a bloody mess. He then pulled most of its internal organs inside and stored it, he could still eat it if things really gotten worse.
He then proceeded to go inside the stomach of the beast. No words could describe what he was feeling right now and just closes his eyes.

[member="Taunwe Trebor"][member="Sky'ito Yumi"][member="Alexandra Feanor"][member="Sulen Dewan"]
 

St0rmSlaSh

Never Underestimate a Good Bottle of Whiskey
When "Zorren" spoke, Taunwe felt uneasy. He could feel that she was lying, both in the force and her speech. He did not know why such a person would hide their identity from them, unless they had done something wrong and was on the run, or simply wished to remain anonymous. For either situation, Taunwe replied with:

" My name is Taunwe Trebor. I am neither Jedi or Sith. I am both. I must also conclude, you are a terrible liar. Why are you hiding your identity from me? I possess no harm. I only seek knowledge of this galaxy. "

He should have kept his objective to himself but it was already too late. He was wondering of what the girl might think of him when he said "This galaxy". If so, then Taunwe would probably have to owe an explanation to her about the Kunri. But if she did not, then Taunwe would not explain. All he was majorly thinking about is getting to Nerog. He was the only person Taunwe could truly trust in the galaxy. He must know about what happened in the past centuries. Taunwe was eager, but he had to stay patient. Now he was awaiting a response from the lying girl...

[member="Sky'ito Yumi"]
[member="Alexandra Feanor"]
[member="Mascoo"]
[member="Sulen Dewan"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra grinned wide at the words from both [member="Taunwe Trebor"] and [member="Sky'ito Yumi"], her hands ruffling with her clothing enough for the appendage to poke through, a trait she was irritated by but was now apart of her. That appendage was a black furred tail that quickly disappeared back into her jacket, hidden once more.

"Not my name, and rather what I am. You did not ask who I was, but what I was. As such I gave you an answer that is in no way a lie. I am a Zorren, much like you two are Human."

She smiled at them for a few more seconds, the appendage wrapping back around her for now and being forgotten instantly. It was a tedious thing, one that she was still not used to since having to change bodies after the death of her old one. Granted, she would have chosen Miralukan or Echani if she had been able too, but that choice was made by a friend of hers and he was certainly a strange one to say the least. The joke was not lost on her even now though, as she suspected that was part of the reason for the choice.

"Either way, I do not expect harm from you or the other over there, so no worries. I would like to be greeted with a bit more politeness Miss." She turned her head so that the words were aimed at [member="Sky'ito Yumi"]. "You discredit me by suggesting what I wear now is an Illusion when I am more than capable of creating something of the sort."
 
Losing is tempoary, giving up is permanent.
Not being a main factor in the conversation was fine by her, it made getting information and meditating on it easier without having to stop and reply to said person explaining. [member="Taunwe Trebor"] being a grey was what she unexpected, though more questions where made with the appendage that [member="Alexandra Feanor"] had with her.
She was amused by what she said about not lying and the description she gave, this one was polite smart-ass, she liked that. Followed by the statement about being discredited, which she laughed at "hahahhaha, oh i like you, your a sharp one, yes i might not be able to that but one as more experienced should still have a backup plan just in-case".

She decided to choice this opportunity to introduce herself to the two "My name is Sky'ito Yumi, I am a grey force user, though i will use either side of the force depending on if the situation suits me. Tell me Mr Tredor why are your specifically searching for information on the clone wars, i don't doubt your pursuit of knowledge but I'm sure there's other places you could do such a thing, why here"?

[member="Mascoo"]
[member="Sulen Dewan"]
 
Mascoo still asleep inside of the beast.

(OOC:i'm gonna be busy for a bit, so go ahead without me. Ill just catch up with ya all when yer in the mountains)
[member="Taunwe Trebor"][member="Alexandra Feanor"][member="Sky'ito Yumi"]
 

St0rmSlaSh

Never Underestimate a Good Bottle of Whiskey
" Then tell me, who are you? And might I add to question of what a Zorren exactly is? "

A Zorren seemed very out of place for calling a human that. but maybe she is not human, and instead something else that Taunwe might not be able to understand. That other girl, the one the Zorren called out. She mentioned something about the Zorren "wearing an illusion", whatever that may mean. But either way Taunwe was indeed curious to know who this Zorren is. He also heard the other girl speak. She wondered why he was wondering about the Clone Wars. Her looked to her and replied,

" The Clone Wars. It was an event that most recently happened before my force hibernation. At least, that is what locals tell me. I have been unable to be in this galaxy's affairs for over 800 years. I was a Jedi but left the order to study the true force, in a realm far beyond this level of existence and this galaxy. "

He looked again to the woman's face.

" I would explain more but I need to get to someone. Do any of you know who Nerog? He was a friend of my mine and my master. He might hold the knowledge I seek about what happened. "

[member="Mascoo"]
[member="Sky'ito Yumi"]
[member="Alexandra Feanor"]
[member="Sulen Dewan"]

[ OOC INFORMATION

Sulen Dewan will not be posting until we get to her location to save her. ]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Sky'ito Yumi"] [member="Taunwe Trebor"] (I will tag the others when we get close to you two)


She let the two chat for a moment before wanting to answer Taunwe's newest question. In truth she did not know how best to explain what a Zorren was, hell the body she was wearing was only given to her after her proper body had been dismantled and herself tossed into the Netherworld. It still felt wrong and unnatural at times, like it did not fit or something did not match, but it was who she was now. Instead of silver hair, she had dark black hair. Instead of blue eyes, she was left with violet orbs that turned and shifted between the two who were talking. Even the tail she had now was an addition that was unnatural to her. Her hearing was stronger and her body was able to shift its stance in ways that would be uncomfortable if she was still in her old body. The youth that the body gave was nice, especially considering its biological lifespan, but that did little to help her get into the feeling of the body.

He had finished and deserved an answer, interrupting her thoughts about what she would say to him.

"Better to keep a sharp tongue than be dull." She returned to Sky'ito, choosing to respond to her quickly before answering the man's two questions. "As for what a Zorren is, think near human, with some notable differences. As for your friend and master, he is likely dead by now if you are from the era of the clone wars, but I could be wrong. I have no knowledge of this man though, I tend to avoid Jedi for good reasons."

She smiled a bit, tapping her arm and thinking about the crystal caves she herself had come here for. "But, considering the fact that Jedi tend to only come to this hellhole for one reason, I would suggest exploring the caves they hold sacred. I doubt any Jedi are still here, but you might have a run in with Ilum's current overlords if you are not cautious about where you poke around."
 
Losing is tempoary, giving up is permanent.
She pondered on what [member="Taunwe Trebor"] said, she found it hard to believe but she sensed he was telling the truth, also what reason would he have for making up said story, not this person was a Jedi from the clone wars, a living relic of the past, "That is quite the tail, I'm sure it must have been rough waking up 800 years in the future, id love to hear any stories you have about the clone wars, you know if you want to tell me". "As for your friend unfortunately I do not know anything about him, but I'm guessing that's the reason for why your going around asking question". After the brief conversation she turned her attention to [member="Alexandra Feanor"] "true true though sometimes that can land you in trouble with the wrong crowd, I know i did".

Listening to what she said about what a Zorren was she got a bit intrigued, the study of other races was something always worth adding to recorded knowledge, perhaps she would be willing to let her take not on the matter later. Following on from that the woman talked about the "hmmm potential more century old Jedi, over lords, sounds fun, though", she was always looking for an excuse to go on an adventure but one thing caught her attention, why did [member="Alexandra Feanor"] avoid Jedi, did she have a past with them. It seemed this woman was posing more questions than answers.
 

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