Public Ilum or Bust

[Sevatar Vizsla]

Location: The Jedi cruiser Darkness Illuminated
Destination: Ilum
Gear: Beskar'gam, Padawn robes, Wooden staff

Abroad the Darkness Illuminated Sevatar was currently in the ships mess hall during the 'night cycle' the reason he was currently alone in the mess hall was because despite being apart of the Jedi order for nearly a year he still didn't like people seeing his face and as a result he would eat alone like today. Sitting alone at table with his helmet off to the side eating his dinner Sevatar began to wonder what awaited him on Ilum along with what trials he would have to face in order to get his kyber crystal.

 

[Laphisto]

Illum was once a staple to the Jedi of old. He had made several trips back in his younger years and what awaited him now eluded him. Although the planet sat within another faction's territory, it was a prominent location, and he needed the kyber crystals found within the planet's caves. If he were to build a new faction with force users in its military, they would need an ample supply of crystals to support them. The moment the Drak'iv Assault Frigate left hyperspace, they would make their way towards the planet blissfully unaware of the Jedi cruiser in the system for the time being

"captain brings us towards the planet. Prep walker one and two for transport. We will need as much storage space as possible, so only pack in one squad of soldiers per walker."

 

[Sentinel of Light]

Holding an Illum Crystal within the palm of his hand, Sentinel delicately turns it over. Letting out a mournful sigh, he writhes back in agony as his mind senses the painful memories of its former owner. Recovered from a pirate, it bore the marks of Sith Corruption.

Sporting a significant crack, it was heavily scarred much like its previous owner though he knew not of them. Kneeling down in a reverent manner, Sentinel buries the crystal as a memorial to the Force User who fell to the Dark Side.

 

[Sentinel of Light]

The Sentinel raises his head and proceeds to meditate on the will of the Force.

The chilling winds swirling around him have no effect as he begins to project a copy of himself by drawing power from the Light Side. The copy rises from his kneeling position and bows in front of Sentinel before disappearing.

Concentrating further, Sentinel ignores the image of a fierce Dark Sider lurking in the shadows, circling him as if prey before suddenly hurling his lightsaber pike towards his head.

Removed from his meditation, the Sentinel feels his neck. He looks upon the burial spot of the corrupted crystal and draws back. "Merely my head."

Welcoming the Light once more, The Sentinel reaches out to the Force, listening for its call. The distressed cries of many in need scream out in return as he attempts to manifest a second Force Projection.