Prophets of Navis Sacra

It was quiet on one of the many settlements on Xolu . Too quiet. Almost deathly so. Especially after it happened. So much death, and yet there were no screams, no cries out in pain as death swept the majority of people in the settlement. They all just....dropped dead. It was almost as though a signal had gone off in their brains, much like a light switch. One second they were alive and the next....gone. Lights out. Their hearts no longer beat and their lungs no longer took in breath. Even their eyes were left open, except for among those that were lucky enough to have been sleeping at the time that it happened.
There were very little survivors. Those that did survive happened to do so by mere luck. Some were encased in an elevator shaft, while some were deep underground working away in the mines. Others were encased in cell blocks. You see Xolu wasn't exactly a free planet. It was still heavily influenced by the Hutts and the Black Sun. Not yet under the restrictive rules of the SJC, slavery was still very prominent here. And more importantly slave labour. Mining and manufacturing were the key industries here, whose items filled the black markets.
Willow and Ivy had arrived with their bodyguard


The siamese twins held onto eachother in the dark as the elevator stopped working. And of course they were frightened. "Vyn? What's going on?"
"What's happened?"
None of them could guess just yet. All that they knew was that they needed to get out of that elevator.


