Kyyrk
Vylmira's Wrath

B E L S A V I S
While evidence was scattered here and there, the Tomb was where it became obvious that the Republic was not the first to colonize the harsh planet. The Rakata had been there long before, now leaving the frozen wastes to whatever fate nature deemed fit. But their technology still littered the planet. From Section X to the famed Eternity Vault, the signs of habitation were clear to all. And to an extent, this was what brought Voph to the planet. But not for the technology itself. No, the galaxy had already replicated what was worth replicating from the Infinite Empire. What he sought was knowledge.
Knowledge that was too ancient for even the Jedi to have recorded.
His ship sat nestled in a clearing where the old maximum security section used to stand. It was as close to the Tomb as he could get. And from what he could find, Belsavis was a hit with Smugglers and Hunters alike. There was much impressive game to be had on this twisted planet. Even the odd Terentatek could be found in the deepest wilds. Voph secured his bag tighter around his torso. With any luck, he wouldn't cross one of them today. He stepped out into the snow of the clearing, turning his head towards the north where the Tomb waited. He hoped that if he did not find the answers he sought, at least he would find a clue to point him in a new direction...
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