Private A meeting in the Shadows

[Mazrith Drihl]

Location: Farstine
Tags: Kathal

Mazrith marched through the barren landscape of Farstine, his legs stumbling over the rocky terrain, his breathe mechanical from the mask he wore to process the methane air. His grey cloak blowed behind him as wind wiped around him, his hood barely covering his face. He stopped for a moment, he scanned the horizon searching for his prize, once it was evident nothing was in sight, he continued.

Mazrith had received a lead that a lost library was somewhere on the planet, lost by time. He sought its knowledge and potential aid in continuing Mazrith's quest for the understanding of the force. It was the thirst for knowledge that led him to such extreme places.

Mazrith walked over many many miles of Farstine's surface, and just as the planets sun began to set and the light began to dim he knew he had found something, he had come upon an anomaly in the terrain. Smooth stones now outlined a structure built into the ground, the surrounding area was quite flat with little prominent features and this was the only sign of civilization he had seen in many hours. He was unsure if it was the library he sought, but he did hope he had found something interesting at least. Mazrith searched his discovery, and he quickly found a sort of entrance. A hatch of sorts made of stone was at the side of the structure, little sand was the entrances cracks, Mazrith chalked this up to being due to the wind. Mazrith then opened the hatch, and after peering into the dark for a moment, decided to enter. Then he ventured into the dark.

Mazrith hit the bottom of a small room and landed on his feet, pain shot around his shoulder as he landed. He quickly shook of the discomfort and equipped himself with a light. Mazrith activated the small light and surveyed the room, it was simple and plain with what looked like shelving in the corner, but empty of any contents. He did see a opening at the far end of the chamber that led deeper into the building. But just as he reached the door, he felt a presence. At first it was a tingle then a pull, he was momentarily confused, but now knew he was not alone in this shadowy place.

 

[Crysis]

Farstine - Ancient Library	Dusk
Healthy - Sabers - Robes	Awaiting the prospect

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She had been waiting for some time now, sitting on an old table with crisscross, her sabers on either side of her. The sound of the library reopening causing her to inhale just slightly. So, it was time... She didn't move, but listened, passively feeling the man fall into the chamber, and hearing his grunts as he did so. So it was true, his body was broken, and yet he ventured this far. She knew all too well the journey he had taken to come here, as she had taken it herself. Though of course, hers had been done quite some time before his. His was not necessarily a trap, but not all true. The 'lead' he had received was just that. A lead, though its origin wasn't as innocent as he was originally lead to believe.

Though she was growing tired of waiting, so whereas she had been minimizing her presence in the Force, she began to seethe the Dark Side of the Force from herself, letting it permeate the very foundation of the building. It wasn't as strong as a true Darth of the Sith, not yet. And yet, it was potent enough to give caution to any sensitive enough to truly feel the might of the Force. Had he looked in the direction it was coming from, not ahead of him, but just off to the right, before he entered the room, he would've noticed there was someone there all along, though sitting in the relative shadow she was, when she leaned her head up, and opened her yellow eyes, they would glint in the dark. Piercing him...

"So, you've come... My Master was right about you."

She reached to both sides one after another, picking up both of her weapons and partly standing to disembark the table. Moving forward, she wouldn't get too close, still staying in the relative shadow, unless he chose to shine his light in her direction, revealing a relatively fearsome looking Togruta, with battle scars visible almost immediately about her face, and lekku.

"I apologize, but this tomb has been emptied. My Master requests an audience with you, who seeks knowledge of the ancient times. I am called Crysis"

She then raised her hands, showing him both of her weapons before reaching down and clipping them at her sides, under her robes simultaneously. That done, she reached up pulling her hood up, and off of her head. Eyes bouncing across his form as if taking stock of him. She wanted to ask him something that probably wasn't any of her business, but would first see how he took to the news that he had been lured somewhere, Hells, worse could've happened.

She could've been here for a completely different reason, for instance.

Mazrith Drihl


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[Mazrith Drihl]

Tags: Crysis

Mazrith took only a few steps when two golden orbs appeared. Mazrith stopped at once, freezing every muscle in his body. He looked ahead into the darkness his light did not reach. He saw something, someone in the shadows. But before he could do anything he heard a voice emerge from the person.

Mazrith listened to the figure speak, he was intrigued by what she said. This master she spoke of startled him, as he never expected anyone to seek him out. Silence then filled the stale air, and only his own breath could be heard. The sensation he had felt earlier had grown in ferocity, now it was almost more than he could bear, but Mazrith forced his way through it and confronted the person. He turned to the figure and focused his attention on her.

Who is your Master, and of what business does he want with me? I don't believe I am of any value to your associates.

Mazrith was disappointed by the fact of a lack of valuable relics and artifacts inside of the complex. He had hoped a simpler situation would occur than that of what he found himself in. A day of exploring a lost library would of been much better to his liking than being confronted by a strange person with strange requests. Though Mazrith had learned that through the unexpected, opportunities emerge.

 

[Crysis]

Farstine - Ancient Library	Dusk
Healthy - Sabers - Robes	Speaking with Mazrith

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She listened to him, trying to keep her features as pleasant as she could, though she knew she had a permanent scowl, she simply couldn't help it. When all you thought of all day was malice, and destruction, it was a given those emotions would eventually find your face. He asked his questions, right to the point, and even suggested that he may not have been of use. She scoffed aloud at that, her light but raspy voice echoing off the barren, empty stone interior. She almost felt bad, if she knew he was somewhat disabled, she could've met him outside.

She wished she was better at peering into the minds of others, believing it would likely contain the script of what she needed to say to him, though Kathal had only requested his presence, and tasked her with bringing the man forward. Even she had no idea what the true purpose was; though, she surmised Kathal must have wanted this man in the Dominion. She wouldn't speak for Kathal as far as his presumed wants were though, what she would do, was speak on what she DID know.

"My Master is Kathal, and he requests an audience with you for reasons

unbeknownst to me. However, in my time on Korriban, yours was a name I saw in the Acedemy's roster of Force Sensitive prospects. As well as their numerous attempts to kidnap you in your youth. You seek power, and understanding in the Force, that's why you came here isn't it?"

Her head canted at that, taking a few more steps forward, and into his light so he could see her clearly. Having to look up, but seemingly unphased by their gap in size. It wasn't hard to decipher that this man wasn't ready to fight her. Though with the Force, anyone could attain the power to make themselves as gods. Perhaps even one day she could fix that leg that she was sure bothersome to him; though, far be it from her to suggest using Alchemy on any person when she only just barely began to scratch at its surface.

She stopped speaking for a moment, then freely began to orbit him, eyes scanning his body as if she was seeing something for the first time... She was, and again lacked many social mannerisms on might expect from a regular member of society. Honestly, Finnea would have been better for type of thing, but he got the paper puncher... That sad, she wasn't too stupid to not know how to use the resources she had at her disposal.

"He also... Is the one that cleared this library of its secrets. I have no doubt he would share them with you if you heard him out"

She finished there, still orbiting him slowly, but now looking at the areas straight ahead of her as she walked before leaving his orbit and moving towards a pillar to lean against it.​

Mazrith Drihl


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[Mazrith Drihl]

Tags: Crysis

Mazrith stood and listened. He thought of the the one she spoke of, Kathal, a name he was sure to not forget. Mazrith was surprised to hear that he was on a list of potential force users, Mazrith had hoped he was more undetectable. Though Mazrith knew it was ultimately foolish to hope that he could evade the watchful senses of force users, hungry from more potential assets.

As Crysis approached Mazrith became aware of his slightly raspy breath behind his mask, and of his dipped shoulder. He lifted up his shoulder and steadied his breathing. Mazrith saw Crysis come into full view and then looked over him. She then circled him, causing Mazrith to tense up a bit, a habit from over time. She then spoke of the Library's knowledge being in the hands of Kathal, a fact that interested Mazrith.

You wish for me to meet your master, someone who sounds like they will be beneficial. I am interested, I would like to meet and see what your master has to say.

This was the beginning of something interesting, for many many years Mazrith had found very little in his life. This was an opportunity for knowledge and perhaps something bigger. This Crysis was interesting as well, strange, but interesting. However with all this excitement Mazrith still was wary and was cautious about what he would do. Potentially this could be dangerous for himself. He continued to watch Crysis closly as she leaned against a pillar, even though had stopped circling him. Mazrith decided to try to be ready for anything while with Crysis, and soon Kathal.

 

[Crysis]

Farstine - Ancient Library	Dusk
Healthy - Sabers - Robes	Speaking with Mazrith

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Brilliant, truly brilliant. She had expected this to go a little more... Choppy, given her track record. See, even Crysis could complete a mission without threatening anyone. Perhaps it was other people that were the problem (It was definitely her). Though, at this point it made no point to dwell on the what ifs. Crysis immediately pressed a few buttons on her vambraces, trying to fine tune the coordinates, while also using a hand to manipulate the Force and opening an even wider platform above them, much of the topsoil/sand pouring in, though Crysis at least would guard herself from it while moving to bask in the sunlight.

"Good to hear, we'll be on Icarus before you know it... I'm sure you'll enjoy the Executa as well..."

Crysis mused, the Executa transport ship in orbit would've already made its prerequisite calculations to zip in and pick them up. Aboard, Crysis would give Mazrith a brief access key to use the onboard facilities, something he would note held no restrictions other than he couldn't change the destination of the current flight, nor could he see the actual destination, other than the name Icarus. With that done, she would leave him, going to her own room to continue her alchemical experiments on odd trinkets, such as glasses, and metal strips.

Mazrith Drihl


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