Armed.
Reencounter
Location: Rhen Var
Notable Equipment: Jedi armour, various items
Tags:
Alina Tremiru
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He continued walking up the steps of the old ruins. His ship stood on a plane surface of packed ice a bit back. Mathieu looked around as more of the area came into his field of view. The main structure was still mostly intact. While its integrity was compromised at several spots, the walls, pillars and even the roof still remained in place. Numerous smaller structures around it had been completely or half-destroyed. Some carried clear signs of violence whilst others had failed to stand the test of time. It was all covered in a thin layer of snow. Rhen Var was a rugged and cold planet - in a way, Mathieu found himself lucky, for he was near the equator. There was almost more rock than snow and ice, almost. By comparison, it was warmer than many other regions of the planet.
The light snowfall had created white spots along his wide shoulders. The outer robes of his apparel were efficient in protecting against the cold. Underneath laid armoured plates, efficient in protecting against other kinds of danger. His moved with intent towards the entrance. There was a dark presence inside the temple. Something which he had been tasked to root out. Chaussidier, the one who brought him to the former core regions of the Sith Empire of old, trusted him to carry out the task. Mathieu had embarked on the journey as a Padawan. Technically, he still was one. But it was of little importance in the grand scheme of things.
Once at the gate, the young Morellian stretched out a hand to feel the massive iron door. He looked up to assess its size. Four metres, at least. "Well" he whispered before starting to push. The door grizzled and gnawed as the large Jedi applied further pressure, slowly forcing it to budge. Once there was an opening large enough for him to fit, Mathieu slipped inside. There, two, seemingly surprised robed figures looked to him. Both were wearing dark robes, the first plain, the other with hardened leather as protection. More notably, they both seemed to be armed with sabres. What stuck out the most, however, was the shape they were in. Their faces told a story of malnourishment, just as their -now- oversized clothes. Upon a careful look, their eyes revealed that they were much younger than their rather weary bodies would first suggest.
The Jedi looked to them with a similar sense of surprise. Were these really the ones who he had sensed? The dark presence that he was supposed to root out? "Hey" he said, trying to initiate a conversation. Once it was clear that their response would be silence, he continued "I am Mathieu, I'm a Jedi. You should come with me." his voice was still a welcoming one, although it carried a more determined undertone towards the end of the sentence.
One of the Sith, the armoured one, took a small step forth, prompting the other to hiss "Stop, he's a Jedi". The armoured acolyte glanced back and let out an ominous "I know". She took another step towards the Jedi before drawing her sabre and launching a rather sudden attack. Fortunately, it was nothing which Mathieu had not expected. He swatted the incoming blade away with a powerful blow and quickly followed it up with a counter attack against the assailant's arm. Meanwhile, the more careful one seemed to keep creeping closer to the fight.
