Prakith

[Dar Moraal]

Dar had trouble landing at first. The extreme mountainous terrain of this horrid rock was very... Inconvienent but it was worth it. Finally finding a flat enough plateau he landing and extended the ramps. Walking out the ship he let the dark side guide him to Andeddu's keep. Along the way he encountered scavengers. Strange they'd be all the way out here. No matter he ended with disdain. As he saw Andeddu's keep the feeling of giddiness returned and he sprinted toward it with glee seemingly radiating off him. As he entered he was awed by the feeling of it. Ancient was an understatement.

 

[Dar Moraal]

Continuing deeper into the ruin he couldn't help get turned around. Then he realized his mistake. He let the dark side take over again so it may guide him through. He heard whispers and scratching in the distance. Maybe in all this time something roosted here. As he descended he encountered a giant door. Concentrating he managed to force it open. As he entered he encountered a pillaged library of sorts. The sight fills him with rage and hate and he let it fester inside him. He took it and used it guide him the energy causing his hands to crackle.

 

[Dar Moraal]

In a dark corner of the library he managed to scrounge up three salvageable scrolls. Sadly they couldn't be read in this condition but it wouldn't take to long to recover them. Sprinting back to his ship he set a course back to [member="Darth Erebos"]'s station.