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Aris idly palmed the orb between his hands. All this time it had been the guiding light, literally, pointing him in the direction of the artifacts that now adorned his body. The living tattoo that could create any weaponry his mind thought of, the bracer on his wrist that could eliminate the influence of the Force on him. They'd proven to be incredibly useful, but the meaning behind them was still looming far over his head like a guillotine waiting to drop.
What exactly were they keys for within this Forge?
The orb now only lead to one place. Where it all had began on Nakbe, in the ancient ruins that had already crumbled further from his last trip with

"We'll continue down till we find it. Shouldn't be too difficult, I think. This seems to be pointing the way, as ever." He lifted the orb, and sure enough a glowing line seemed to point the direction they needed to walk. A line Aris wasn't looking away from. The feeling had gotten stronger now. This needed to be solved. He would solve it.
"Let's go."







I'll leave it to ya'll on the why and how you're here! I'll be pushing along the narrative, but feel free to add your own stuff if you'd like.