Disciple of Faith
The further they went into the settlement, the more Revna felt a familiar, albeit very slight, sensation in the energy around her. It was like a distant, looming sensation and to her senses it felt like that of an approaching storm.
The thriving community splayed out before Revna as she and the Sith traversed the streets and passed by the many houses and structures, and she mused that it definitely would have been easy for her to get lost here, and she absentmindedly made a note to purposefully get “lost” at some point, to force her to learn her way around without guidance or help. Not that she minded the prospect of help finding her way around these parts, but to her it just made sense to challenge herself to learn the lay of the land and commit it to memory.
The small woman listened as Darth Strosius explained how the community worked and the various jobs and tasks they performed. She was mildly surprised to hear that they did not use credits as payment; she was used to credits being the only source of payment/income so to hear of other methods was new to her.
The sensation she had felt earlier became a bit more potent when they stepped into the city center itself, though she still couldn’t ascertain where exactly the sensation was coming from. Revna’s eyes danced around to take in all the sights that greeted her, and she noticed many of the shops that were around were closed, and only the more vital or important businesses were open. She made note of these and what wares they were offering, especially the clothes shop. She was in desperate need of new clothes; she had only the clothes on her back currently and she was eager to have something new. Soon, her eyes were drawn to the large structure in the center of the settlement itself-the one she had seen from a distance. Now that she was up close to it, Revna couldn’t help but stare wide eyed at it. It was an imposing, somewhat ominous structure in her view.
Revna followed in step with the Sith as he guided her towards the large doors that would take them inside the Cathedral. She eyed the armored guards warily, noting how they came to attention as the two of them drew nearer. Her guarded gaze slid to the other individuals-these robed and hooded-also observing them with caution. Unconsciously, her body tensed a bit, as if ready to run or fight should she need to. She didn’t exactly have the best memories involving armored guards. Briefly, she fought back a resurgence of some of her darkest memories, shaking her head as if to clear them from her mind, and unbidden came a wave of emotional turmoil and pain, which she struggled with for a moment before shoving them back inside the deepest parts of her soul. Revna found herself moving to be a bit closer to the Sith with her as they stepped past the guards. The robed individuals bowed and opened the doors to admit the two of them inside.
The moment Revna passed the threshold into the Cathedral, she was struck by the sheer presence of dark energy, causing her steps to falter as she sucked in a breath. The sensation of the looming storm she had felt earlier had been coming from here, she realized. Now she was in the heart of it, surrounded by a dark power that seemed to almost gently wrap itself around her like black wings, welcoming her into its embrace. She breathed in for a moment, the cold energy seeping into every pore, filling her lungs, almost pouring itself into her veins. She felt lightheaded and swayed on her feet for a moment before her senses returned to her. The young woman took a moment to gather herself, letting her eyes adjust to the low levels of light that were within. She noted the candles and the strange, glowing carvings that decorated pillars and the floor. This place felt…holy, the whole area consecrated to the same power and energy that resided within her, and within the Sith with her.
The voice of the Sith pulled her from her momentary daze and she tore her eyes away from the scenes around her to give him a nod as she stepped towards him to follow him up a set of stairs, passing by the hooded individual who held an incense brazier that released a scent that she couldn’t really place.
“Those…marks on the floor…I’ve never seen anything like those before. Actually…I’ve never even seen a place like this before. This is…” her voice, barely above a whisper, trailed off as she failed to find the right word to express what she was trying to convey in the moment.
Darth Strosius
The thriving community splayed out before Revna as she and the Sith traversed the streets and passed by the many houses and structures, and she mused that it definitely would have been easy for her to get lost here, and she absentmindedly made a note to purposefully get “lost” at some point, to force her to learn her way around without guidance or help. Not that she minded the prospect of help finding her way around these parts, but to her it just made sense to challenge herself to learn the lay of the land and commit it to memory.
The small woman listened as Darth Strosius explained how the community worked and the various jobs and tasks they performed. She was mildly surprised to hear that they did not use credits as payment; she was used to credits being the only source of payment/income so to hear of other methods was new to her.
The sensation she had felt earlier became a bit more potent when they stepped into the city center itself, though she still couldn’t ascertain where exactly the sensation was coming from. Revna’s eyes danced around to take in all the sights that greeted her, and she noticed many of the shops that were around were closed, and only the more vital or important businesses were open. She made note of these and what wares they were offering, especially the clothes shop. She was in desperate need of new clothes; she had only the clothes on her back currently and she was eager to have something new. Soon, her eyes were drawn to the large structure in the center of the settlement itself-the one she had seen from a distance. Now that she was up close to it, Revna couldn’t help but stare wide eyed at it. It was an imposing, somewhat ominous structure in her view.
Revna followed in step with the Sith as he guided her towards the large doors that would take them inside the Cathedral. She eyed the armored guards warily, noting how they came to attention as the two of them drew nearer. Her guarded gaze slid to the other individuals-these robed and hooded-also observing them with caution. Unconsciously, her body tensed a bit, as if ready to run or fight should she need to. She didn’t exactly have the best memories involving armored guards. Briefly, she fought back a resurgence of some of her darkest memories, shaking her head as if to clear them from her mind, and unbidden came a wave of emotional turmoil and pain, which she struggled with for a moment before shoving them back inside the deepest parts of her soul. Revna found herself moving to be a bit closer to the Sith with her as they stepped past the guards. The robed individuals bowed and opened the doors to admit the two of them inside.
The moment Revna passed the threshold into the Cathedral, she was struck by the sheer presence of dark energy, causing her steps to falter as she sucked in a breath. The sensation of the looming storm she had felt earlier had been coming from here, she realized. Now she was in the heart of it, surrounded by a dark power that seemed to almost gently wrap itself around her like black wings, welcoming her into its embrace. She breathed in for a moment, the cold energy seeping into every pore, filling her lungs, almost pouring itself into her veins. She felt lightheaded and swayed on her feet for a moment before her senses returned to her. The young woman took a moment to gather herself, letting her eyes adjust to the low levels of light that were within. She noted the candles and the strange, glowing carvings that decorated pillars and the floor. This place felt…holy, the whole area consecrated to the same power and energy that resided within her, and within the Sith with her.
The voice of the Sith pulled her from her momentary daze and she tore her eyes away from the scenes around her to give him a nod as she stepped towards him to follow him up a set of stairs, passing by the hooded individual who held an incense brazier that released a scent that she couldn’t really place.
“Those…marks on the floor…I’ve never seen anything like those before. Actually…I’ve never even seen a place like this before. This is…” her voice, barely above a whisper, trailed off as she failed to find the right word to express what she was trying to convey in the moment.
Darth Strosius