Until a few days ago, Odion had never heard of the world Moraga. His focuses as of late had taken him deeper into the Brotherhood’s sphere of influence, and the ambitions he had set before himself demanded his near full attention. Yet, when some of his Dsiciples brought word of a “creature” wreaking havoc and terror on Moraga, Odion had taken interest. He had been moved to action when one of the Disciples in question, a weak Force Sensitive, reported that she had detected the Dark Side of the Force involved. He had secured a ship, and made his way with all haste to the world.
Tracking down the exact location of the rumors had been a simple task. Locals to the area all spoke of a region of the jungle that no one travelled to for fear of never returning. Coupled with the strong pull of the Dark Side, Odion had set his course deep into the dense jungle. His crimson blade cut through trees and branches to clear a path for him, and had he relied on his own vision and guidance the locals had given him, he likely would have lost his path. But he focuses his mind on the pull of the Dark Side, and the being that, even now, he was certain had detected his intrusion upon their territory.
Blade in hand, Odion continued to cut his path forward, waiting for the moment he would finally meet the one he had come for.
Kyla Kiminn