Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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Jade moon, where fates collide and battles begin

After contemplating for a while Caseek realised that this was a fight he could not win. He could never take the crystals or the holocron, it was a lost cause. With that in mind Caseek got up looked around the room for a moment and without saying a word he walked back to the entrance. After walking around for a while he found his ship, for a moment he hesitated whether or not he should really give up... It just wasn't worth it.

As Caseek's ship flew up into the air he began pondering about where to go next. Hopefully this time it's a place with a little less competition.
 
See with eyes unclouded by hate
[member="Marcus Faust"]
[member="Kenshin Mamoru"]

"Ugh, this sucks..." A'Runda said to himself in frustration. He hated all this force nonsense, things were so much simpler when he wasn't sensitive to it. Now he felt all alone in the galaxy. No more family, no more clan. So here he was, traveling to some moon because he keeps getting dreams and visions of it. 'What was so important about this place?' He thought to himself. His frustration and home sickness building up inside him. Feeling some kind of corrupt force eating away at his body and soul. "Will I end up like a demon like the elders talked about?"

Eventually he got to the lonely moon, touching down in his cruddy GR-75, letting his droid co-pilot take it from there for him. After getting ready to head out he put his Tusken mask back on, and reached out for his crude light saber, but it didn't budge. "Come on!" He shouted, then the hilt flew into his grasp. "Work next time..." A'Runda was very new to the force, he didn't know that with his anger the dark side was building within him. He knew that there was a temple nearby, it's where his visions directed him to, and he could sense it. After a short travel on foot he made it, but there were two individuals there already. He hoped that they weren't hear to get in his way. He sensed that there were crystals he could use there. Which could help fix his the broken on in his light saber. "Who are you?" He called out to the two men. Feeling something about them in the force.
 
[member="Darth Ronan"]

Kenshin picked the Holocron from the floor. He and Marcus had been too violent... too Sith-like. Or so Kenshin thought. He had made a bad choice, and would not make it again. Kenshin placed the holocron on the table.

"What shall we do with it. It seems to be of neither Sith or Jedi origin... Still..."

Kesnhin hesitantly spoke to Marcus. He was unsure of what to do.
[member="Marcus Faust"]
 

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