Phobos
Hot Headed

Lost Candle
Obulette
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Phobos stood in the darkness, a dagger in her hand. It was simple, really. A crude attempt at a dark artifact likely made by a Sith initiate or some hopeful darksider looking to make a name for themselves. Who it was hardly mattered. It had no doubt been ages ago now, and the dagger had been left to infect the living around it. The Ashspawn had found a few small critters infected by it's malicious intentions and had resolved to come and remove it. It had been surprisingly straight forward.
"Why is it that this was left here?"
This sector is one where the darkness hid itself in plain view in an age long passed, a voice spoke into her mind. Balance cannot be achieved while one hides behind shadows. You would be best to not walk their path.
Phobos let out a sigh. The Bendu had actually responded to her this time. It had been a few months now since he had spoken to her. Yet it seemed to chastise her cowardice. It was true that the Ashspawn was hiding, out of fear no less. She was afraid that others would not understand what she was and fear her. Her encounter with

So how as a luminous being could she reveal herself to others and not hide behind shadows?
"...Um. How... long ago was that?"
No response. The Bendu was quiet again. Maybe it was just hard to speak telepathically like that across the distance of the galaxy. Maybe they believed she was better off learning for herself. Whatever the case was, Phobos was left in the dark on the true nature of the monk.
With a sigh, the young woman used the Force to gently open up the earth. She placed the cleansed dagger into the soil of Obulette and began to bury it.
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