Private Down, down, down the road

[Allora Viper]

Location: Outer Rim
Trading Post


Beggar’s Spire was not normally a station that she stopped for.

Located somewhere between Geonosis and Lothal, and not exactly on the way back from Exegol, there were other - better stations she could have stopped. And yet, something asked her to stop and have a cup of tea.

The fuel was usually low-grade, the food subpar, the weapons counterfeit. That was before you considered the pilots who shopped there - smugglers on the way to Tatooine, sweaty farmers dropping off bales, and teenagers looking to dip their toes into gambling.

Allora sat in the middle of all this in a small booth in the cafe, calmly sipping her tea. At least they made it especially strong. Her eyes were scanning the crowds around her as she drank.

Her sense of the Force was not incredible - certainly there were people better suited for the task of ferreting out a disturbance.

It was one that had been bothering her since leaving Exegol - a constant pull on the lekku that was agitating, to say the least.

But instinct told her to wait. The kind of instinct that had told her time and time again which jobs to take and which contacts were trustworthy.

So she waited, humming a low note she did not even know, and watched.

Auron Song
Nimna Uraeus

 

[Auron Song]

He had been waiting, watching. Auron was not sure why the Mother had sent him to a backwater, run-down trading post such as Beggar's Spire, but as always her premonitions and visions seemed to serve well what they were building together. Draped in a grey-blue robe, hood covering his head, the man was perched alone along the sidelines of the trading post's main shopping area. It stank of grime and misery, but it affected him not. How could the stench of suffering have any impact on one not truly alive himself? Besides, he was there for a very specific reason.

His narrow, pale blue eyes scanned the crowds meticulously, but more so his connection with the Force deepened to such an extent that his consciousness spilled effortlessly across the floors and walls of the place, intertwining itself silently with the lives of those unfortunate enough to have stopped here. He could feel them all. They were all so alive, and a sense of frustrated envy stretched across him for a moment, before that particular flame was snuffed out by the sense of something new. Something fresh.

There they were, he thought, honing in his focus to root out his objective. His eyes followed his sense in the Force until the two converged as one, and he found himself looking - at a safe distance - at a crimson-skinned Twi'lek. She resonated with something special, that much Auron could not deny, but the potential in her he was unable to determine. Alas, Mother Uraeus clearly had plans and knew what she was doing. Who was he to dispute the oracle, after all they had achieved together, after all they were going to achieve? Perhaps this Twi'lek was one of the essential keys to success the Mother had alluded to.

He stepped around the crowd, his mind locked onto the Twi'lek, creeping like a shadow cast by a setting sun through a windowsill. Reaching her side of the station, he could think of no other way than to approach head-on, and so he did.
"You are called to something," he found his gravelled voice slither off his tongue. His pale eyes blazed like blue fire, penetrating her very mind. "Something larger than yourself. It moves through you - I can see it, feel it - but you don't know where it's taking you. Am I correct?" About them, the noise of the post seemed to melt away into eerie silence as Auron watched her with unflinching resolve.

Allora Viper​

 

[Allora Viper]

Allora looked up as a hooded man with dark hair suddenly approached. His words were not threatening but confident, as if he were only relaying a thought out loud that she had already had herself.

She took a deep breath as the realization hit her that the Force had led her in the right direction once again. For that she could only feel gratitude, which nanifested itself as a small head nod at this man and a sudden kindness in her eyes.

“Yes…” she said slowly. She put down her tea as if something had already been accomplished and spread her hand to indicate the seat across from her, looking into his blue eyes.

“Please sit. Something tells me we have something in common.” She finally relaxed as he sat, because she felt as if she had accomplished what she came here for. “I am Allora.”

Auron Song

 

[Auron Song]

"Allora," repeated Auron's heavy voice, sharp eyes glancing about her, sizing her up. She was young, and there was something about her aura that whispered in the language of the dark. If this was the one the Mother was after, there would be much work to do, and time was of the essence. He glanced about the area, not bothering to tell her his name. Eyes - ears - everywhere. "Not here. There are too many here." But he did sit a moment as he leaned close to the Twi'lek, his voice softening to a whisper. His piercing eyes locked with hers. "I come on behalf of one who seeks those with the potential to aid in the building of a great order of the Force." He glanced again about the place. "Discretion is appreciated. I was sent here to find you."

Without further hesitation, he placed a single finger on the Twi'lek's forehead and, with the aid of physical contact, used his power of telepathy to force a swarm of images into her mind. They flashed from his own mind into hers, a cacophony of ideas and feelings and images. A mysterious planet veiled in purple. An ancient land wrapped in endless storms. A monumental, black pyramid that cut through the skies above. A legion of figures robed in white and black, chanting within a grand cathedral of black stone. And a towering, otherworldly figure whose very eyes burned through the vision.

Then they were back in the noise and lights of the trading post's main centre. Nothing had changed and the crowds moved unimpeded like a swarm of flies. Auron leaned closer.
"You have a choice. You may come with me and let this future unfold... or I will leave now, and you will never see me again."

Allora Viper​