Pantorans loved the ice and snow.
Originating from the frozen moon of Pantora, and settling on the icy planet Orto Plutonia, the blue-skinned race of near-humans was as comfortable on a glacier as Ardans were on a beach. So, when the FrontierCorps had heard that there was going to be an expedition by the Silver Jedi to the frozen world of Rhen Var, it was no surprise that someone had suggested bringing a Pantoran along to help navigate the snowdrifts.
Gee, thanks [member="Coren Starchaser"].
Even with the temperatures dipping below freezing, the violet-haired youth wore only the Mandalorian-inspired uniform. A round patch on his right arm bore writing in Aurabesh which read, Levantine Astronautical Academy. A Czerka hold-out blaster was soft-holstered under the military style jacket, embroidered in green to denote the cadet's standing in his class. At the command to head out, the boy stepped into the frost-laced wind and smiled as the chill blasted him full in the face.
Holding out his arms, the boy paused to enjoy the sensation. He'd spent so much time among humans that he'd almost forgotten the feeling of standing atop a world covered in ice.
"What's so special about these solari crystals, anyway?" the witch-boy inquired curiously.
Seriously, Jedi were crystal crazy. There were krayt dragon pearls, something called a kaiburr, and then even special cystals that had names like Kenobi's Legacy or Windu's Large Toenail. And you didn't even want to ask about Adegan crystals. There were about a hundred varieties of those.
All rare. All grown on worlds shrouded in death, and mystery, and more death.
Creating a crystal with Sith alchemy seemed a much more pragmatic and reasonable approach to making a lightsaber...
[member="Orihime Ike"]