Crysis
Lost One
Savareen - The Dry Sea | Afternoon |
Healthy -Dual Sabers- Robes | Exploring the Tomb of Arkaal |
The trip had been relatively non-eventful. Crysis was 'enjoying' herself, being away from the brunt of civilization on a back-world where no one knew her. Furthermore, she had found some tomb, belonging to what she may have believed to be some Jedi Master. Though his name, and origin was lost to her, she had learned just how useful the holocron's of the dead and gone could've been. After all, she had somewhat stalled her own progress to focus her intents on the school of Alchemy. Partly the reason she had decided to come all the way out here, in the middle of nowhere. She had been primarily focused on using her skills on smaller animals, things that couldn't fight back to put it plainly; though she wanted to graduate to some more dangerous creatures.
Though there were more guaranteed places to find aforementioned 'more dangerous' creatures, she decided to come here, and had been traveling The Dry Sea, which ultimately had been mostly Desert. No problem to her, so long as she remained hydrated. That wasn't going to be too tough, as some wonderful soul had installed Moisture Vaporator's at periodic checkpoints within the relative wastes. For now, Crysis had been walking with her hood down, walking slowly through the relatively open tomb.
She walked deliberately, not content with falling into some sinkhole or worse. Periodically, she would glance about herself, watching the area with interest. Ahead of her, two large double-doors kept the place shut tight, and while she could periodically hear creatures around her, and every now and then sense their movements, when she looked, she could see nothing. She would scoff at it, her Dark Side tainted eyes narrowing on an area somewhere up on the elevated cliff side. She would reach out within the Force, picking up a decently sized rock that probably weighed roughly forty pounds. Once she had a grip on it, she threw it a decent way up the crevice, watching it smash and shatter on the cliff face.
She hadn't hit anything living, but that had quieted the chittering.
The echo of the rock impact resounding through the area and making her smirk.
Though there were more guaranteed places to find aforementioned 'more dangerous' creatures, she decided to come here, and had been traveling The Dry Sea, which ultimately had been mostly Desert. No problem to her, so long as she remained hydrated. That wasn't going to be too tough, as some wonderful soul had installed Moisture Vaporator's at periodic checkpoints within the relative wastes. For now, Crysis had been walking with her hood down, walking slowly through the relatively open tomb.
She walked deliberately, not content with falling into some sinkhole or worse. Periodically, she would glance about herself, watching the area with interest. Ahead of her, two large double-doors kept the place shut tight, and while she could periodically hear creatures around her, and every now and then sense their movements, when she looked, she could see nothing. She would scoff at it, her Dark Side tainted eyes narrowing on an area somewhere up on the elevated cliff side. She would reach out within the Force, picking up a decently sized rock that probably weighed roughly forty pounds. Once she had a grip on it, she threw it a decent way up the crevice, watching it smash and shatter on the cliff face.
She hadn't hit anything living, but that had quieted the chittering.
The echo of the rock impact resounding through the area and making her smirk.
"Well shut up then..."
There was true freedom all the way out here. She figured today would be pretty easy. Her objectives at least were straight forward.
Find something interesting in the tomb to loot for herself.
Keep an eye out for an interesting creature to experiment on with her alchemy.
Go home alive, and without injury.