Breaker of Chains
Felucia
The humid jungle planet of Felucia had been as much of a battleground in the past few years as any other. In recent times had been invaded and ripped from the control of the Sith Empire just to be taken by the Sith Eternal, and then it was raided by the forces of the Maw and finally abandoned as the Sith in the Tingel Arm collapsed and dispersed. The Sith fighting had left the planet with plenty of new graveyards amidst the dense flora, and one could only guess the bountiful feast the various beasts of the planets had received from the dead.
Overall the planet was macabre, but it was not without use.
The fighting had meant that bases of various kinds had been constructed, sieged, rebuilt, and then left behind by the defenders. From small outposts to communication centers, many of the buildings were slowly being swallowed by the planet without proper care and management to keep the nature at bay. How many were left was unclear, but that didn't matter. Alisteri hadn't come here to restart the fortifications of the Sith, he had come here to learn from them.
He cut through the thick plant life in his path as he made his way to one of the many command centers left behind on the planet. It would have databases, records, and perhaps even supplies. Most of all though, the information it held could lead to secret caches hidden away by the previous occupants. Caches full of supplies, weapons, and even potentially some Sith artifacts or knowledge. His cult needed those supplies, and thus here he was marching through the jungles of Felucia to try and find them. Finally he would emerge into the remnants of the command center. Ruined and unrepaired landing pads dotted the outskirts of the three story military building, topped by some sort of communication suite and surrounded by deactivated and defunct automated defenses.
The masked Acolyte clicked his tongue in disappointment as his gaze ran over the ruined building. "How the mighty have fallen hm?" He deactivated and sheathed his lightsaber, walking right past the outer fortifications of the complex. There even a couple of vehicles left behind, but he had no room on his shuttle to take them with him. If they did work, of course. Based on the overgrown engines and the small creatures nesting in the barrels of their weapons, he doubted they would be of much use.
Soon he arrived at the entrance to the base, idly checking to see if there was any power remaining to open the door. There wasn't, or it wasn't on at any rate. That problem was easily remedied though, once he gained access by cutting through the door and entering the base.
Valery Noble
The humid jungle planet of Felucia had been as much of a battleground in the past few years as any other. In recent times had been invaded and ripped from the control of the Sith Empire just to be taken by the Sith Eternal, and then it was raided by the forces of the Maw and finally abandoned as the Sith in the Tingel Arm collapsed and dispersed. The Sith fighting had left the planet with plenty of new graveyards amidst the dense flora, and one could only guess the bountiful feast the various beasts of the planets had received from the dead.
Overall the planet was macabre, but it was not without use.
The fighting had meant that bases of various kinds had been constructed, sieged, rebuilt, and then left behind by the defenders. From small outposts to communication centers, many of the buildings were slowly being swallowed by the planet without proper care and management to keep the nature at bay. How many were left was unclear, but that didn't matter. Alisteri hadn't come here to restart the fortifications of the Sith, he had come here to learn from them.
He cut through the thick plant life in his path as he made his way to one of the many command centers left behind on the planet. It would have databases, records, and perhaps even supplies. Most of all though, the information it held could lead to secret caches hidden away by the previous occupants. Caches full of supplies, weapons, and even potentially some Sith artifacts or knowledge. His cult needed those supplies, and thus here he was marching through the jungles of Felucia to try and find them. Finally he would emerge into the remnants of the command center. Ruined and unrepaired landing pads dotted the outskirts of the three story military building, topped by some sort of communication suite and surrounded by deactivated and defunct automated defenses.
The masked Acolyte clicked his tongue in disappointment as his gaze ran over the ruined building. "How the mighty have fallen hm?" He deactivated and sheathed his lightsaber, walking right past the outer fortifications of the complex. There even a couple of vehicles left behind, but he had no room on his shuttle to take them with him. If they did work, of course. Based on the overgrown engines and the small creatures nesting in the barrels of their weapons, he doubted they would be of much use.
Soon he arrived at the entrance to the base, idly checking to see if there was any power remaining to open the door. There wasn't, or it wasn't on at any rate. That problem was easily remedied though, once he gained access by cutting through the door and entering the base.
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