Darth Ren Malgus
Sojourner
The information on Atrisia seemed quite complete, a simple flick of her finger and the next page on the reign of Uueg Tching came to life. The one thing she looked for it was something she had been looking for since her first month on Atrisia, a clue to the Sayings.
Sayings were highly prized some of the older nobility may have a copy handed down through the generations but they were not the originals. The Originals were taken by The Emperor to be displayed in the Imperial Museum on Coruscant before it was said they went into the private vaults.
But as Republic forces approached shuttles were loaded and launched it was believed that among the shuttles the treasure of Atrisia also went. Byss. The records show the ships went to Byss. But Republic forces had also looked for them with no luck, so…how was Ren’ s search to be different.
The logs, and journals of the officers, and soldiers. A few of the ships never went to Byss of the surviving ships one returned to Coruscant, one went on to Yavin, and another disappeared somewhere within the Core worlds. Could it have come back to Atrisia?
Ren stretched out thinking staring up at the great ceiling the tiny details the rimmed the edges, the artistry that decorated the ceiling. The elegant flourishes of color, the artist’s vision of day as it gave way to night. A tale of two lovers who meet briefly to be separated, beautiful yet sad tale.
Izumi came in bringing Ren her tea, looking over at what her ladyship was doing she could only smile, “My Lady still looks for Sayings?”
Ren nodded, “yes they are elusive I can’t confirm that they were destroyed, nor can I confirm that they weren’t. Right now I am looking through journals.”
Izumi wandered over to the shelf her old gray eyes scanned the bindings, and the data covers for something particular. “ah” she whispered softly bringing the ancient text to her lady. “This could be interesting reading”
Ren smiled, “oh?” Looking at the title. Ichu Nomata, lord of the house of Nomata. Ren nodded, “Ok..” For the next hour Ren read through the Lord Nomata’s writing.
The heavens were filled with streaks of light tonight. Our house sits quietly outside watching the spectacular. One large meteor was seen slamming into the mountains in the distance, so great was the impact the earth shook.
Another entry read –
A group of us have gone to look at the mountains, may of the water ways have not cleared the meteor may have damaged the flow. Remnants of a craft of Imperial design was found, we know this from the numbers found on many of the pieces identifying them.
All we could see was the lake filled with mud. No sign of the craft or it’ pilot.
Ren wondered was it possible. She had no other idea, but it was an intriguing thought that something may have survived in the mountain at the bottom of the lake if the water was cold enough….and clear enough.
She tapped her fingers on the desk, she and Animus needed some time away from the Palace.
Rising up with the text in hand she went in search of [member="Lord Mythos"] was he training today, or sitting in session.
Sayings were highly prized some of the older nobility may have a copy handed down through the generations but they were not the originals. The Originals were taken by The Emperor to be displayed in the Imperial Museum on Coruscant before it was said they went into the private vaults.
But as Republic forces approached shuttles were loaded and launched it was believed that among the shuttles the treasure of Atrisia also went. Byss. The records show the ships went to Byss. But Republic forces had also looked for them with no luck, so…how was Ren’ s search to be different.
The logs, and journals of the officers, and soldiers. A few of the ships never went to Byss of the surviving ships one returned to Coruscant, one went on to Yavin, and another disappeared somewhere within the Core worlds. Could it have come back to Atrisia?
Ren stretched out thinking staring up at the great ceiling the tiny details the rimmed the edges, the artistry that decorated the ceiling. The elegant flourishes of color, the artist’s vision of day as it gave way to night. A tale of two lovers who meet briefly to be separated, beautiful yet sad tale.
Izumi came in bringing Ren her tea, looking over at what her ladyship was doing she could only smile, “My Lady still looks for Sayings?”
Ren nodded, “yes they are elusive I can’t confirm that they were destroyed, nor can I confirm that they weren’t. Right now I am looking through journals.”
Izumi wandered over to the shelf her old gray eyes scanned the bindings, and the data covers for something particular. “ah” she whispered softly bringing the ancient text to her lady. “This could be interesting reading”
Ren smiled, “oh?” Looking at the title. Ichu Nomata, lord of the house of Nomata. Ren nodded, “Ok..” For the next hour Ren read through the Lord Nomata’s writing.
The heavens were filled with streaks of light tonight. Our house sits quietly outside watching the spectacular. One large meteor was seen slamming into the mountains in the distance, so great was the impact the earth shook.
Another entry read –
A group of us have gone to look at the mountains, may of the water ways have not cleared the meteor may have damaged the flow. Remnants of a craft of Imperial design was found, we know this from the numbers found on many of the pieces identifying them.
All we could see was the lake filled with mud. No sign of the craft or it’ pilot.
Ren wondered was it possible. She had no other idea, but it was an intriguing thought that something may have survived in the mountain at the bottom of the lake if the water was cold enough….and clear enough.
She tapped her fingers on the desk, she and Animus needed some time away from the Palace.
Rising up with the text in hand she went in search of [member="Lord Mythos"] was he training today, or sitting in session.