Yellow Weaver
For unknown reasons, Sithspawn have begun to appear on the rural Outer Rim world of Lothal. Their concentration is small, but reports of attacks on farming settlements have begun to flood in, including instances of casualties. A brief investigation by the Lothal Protectorate, the planets governing military body, determined that the attacks seem to be concentrated around one location in particular, the old Jedi Temple. Locals have begin to arm themselves in the hope of reclaiming the temple and driving out the darkside beasts, despite the orders given by their Commander in Chief

Now the Sword of the Jedi and two padawan learners are on route to Lothal to ensure that a band of gung-ho farmers don't run off and get themselves killed, and one of those said padawan learners was on the verge of a panic attack.
Loomi had a lot in her life that she was juggling right now. Learning that she had been enslaved and tortured as a child was, admittedly, pretty rough. Actually, pretty rough was an understatement. She was in shambles. Now here she was on a mission to fight Sithspawn, creatures she had never encountered before in her life, all while trying to put on a strong face that at least faked some level of composure. Needless to say, there were a lot of stressful things around her that kept worming their way into her mind at the moment.
Worse is that she knew the people who she was being sent with. Colette was her roommate for starters, but her master was a completely different case. Valery Noble was not an individual she knew very well, but everything about her was overwhelming. Not in the bad way, more so in the accomplishment way. She was so wise and strong, Loomi couldn't help but feel somewhat like the weak link present. She didn't want to embarrass herself in front of either Jedi on the shuttle with her. She couldn't linger on that thought for long though. The pilot called back, informing them that they had just entered into the Lothal system.
"A-are there any reports of what kind of Sithspawn were seen?" Loomi finally asked, trying to keep here nerves down. "I-I tried researching a few, b-but I didn't get very far..."
Obviously. She couldn't read, and any audio form of research only gave her nightmares. All the talk of consuming souls and collecting the memories of those who would be trapped in eternal torture. It was not the greatest thing to be reading before curfew.