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[Braze]

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Braze pushed through the overgrown woods with the ancient Sith holocron clutched tight in one hand. Heat gathered beneath his clothes, sweat dampening the pale strands stuck to his forehead as branches scraped at his sleeves and broad leaves dragged across his shoulders. Somewhere behind him, the broken mouth of the tomb had already vanished beneath vines and shadow.

The holocron pulsed against his palm, red light bleeding through the seams of his glove. Each pulse left him weaker, his connection to the Force stretched thin and fouled by visions that were not wholly his own: ruined battlefields, familiar faces lost beneath smoke, and something ancient reaching for him from with in the artifact. He stumbled against a tree, catching himself, then forced his fingers tighter around the relic.

"Whatever you are," he breathed, pushing onward through the choking heat, "you're going to have to try harder than that..." He murmured feverishly before stumbling forwards and falling to his knees and slumping face first in to the under brush...

 

[Delvin jeth]

Tag: Braze

Delvin walked through the brush leaves hitting his muscular form hidden within clothing his long white hair and his soft pale skin getting hit with branches to little effect. He was heading to the tomb to collect the very holocron that was already taken as he stumbled upon Braze Looking at the young man delvin. Got onto his knee his striking purple eyes examining braze as his medical training took over checking to see if the young man was okay.

Seeing the feverish signs delvin Despite being a darksider began giving medical aid with a medical pack he had on his person. Setting the sith holocron on brazes other side as delvin flipped braze onto his back for easier access to braze more interested in helping then anything else.