Maena
Unknown Space
Connor was cold, but warm at the same time. It was a surreal feeling, but probably part of the process.
He didn't look his usual self. He looked a little tired, but also more focused. Steeled, yet fragile. Alive, yet dead.
The tendrils of the Dark Side were slowly latching onto him, and making him ethereal but with a strength he'd never felt before.
One of Matsu Xiangu's allies, Darth Prazutis, and the one who had kidnapped and beaten Lady Kay of Commenor, was in this area of Maena. He was on a world riddled with the Dark Side, and it was time to continue embracing it, and so another ally and face to side with was the right step.
Chunks of the earth below his feet seemed to be missing, leading to eerie emerald green canyons that fell right into the planet's core. Trees and rocks snaked up from the ground as if they were limbs reaching up to pull trespassers down. Small ridges could be seen above the low mist. Connor felt the darkness around him, but still no evident power resided in him. It was there. Somewhere. It had to be.
The air felt thick around him, and debris or ash seemed to hang in the air, so his head was down and his arm up mostly to shield himself.
Would Prazutis know Connor Harrison, former Harbinger of the Silver Jedi Shadows and Jedi Master, was walking - stumbling - across his territory looking for him? Probably. If not, he'd have to think and talk fast to avoid ending up mangled on a spike somewhere.
His dark eyes looked around as he held his crimson cloak with one arm against the chilling wind.
It felt like he was travelling into the great unknown, and to some extent, he was.
[member="Darth Prazutis"]