Faction [GA Halloween Event] Shadows of Coruscant

[Valery Noble]

Coruscant, the shining heart of the galaxy, holds its secrets well. Towering skyscrapers and opulent spires may scrape the stars, but beneath the glittering skyline lies a forgotten world, ancient and forsaken.

It began with a tremor, subtle but unmistakable. And then came the collapse.

On Level 5, a colossal sinkhole ripped open without warning, plunging down into the depths long thought to be uninhabitable. Black and bottomless, it beckons. Whispers of creatures — Cthon, Coruscani ogres, monsters from the very bones of the city — crawl through the underworld like a sickness. Yet something older stirs beneath. Ancient footsteps. The Taung, the original architects of this world, long believed extinct, may yet draw breath in the sunless labyrinth below. The pit is their gateway.

Those foolish enough to peer over the edge claim to hear more than just the echoes of an empty chasm — distant screams, metallic clangs, and inhuman growls claw their way up from the abyss. And with every passing hour, the pull to descend grows stronger.

The Senate has sealed off the area, but in the underworld, word travels fast. Scavengers, bounty hunters, Jedi — adventurers from every walk of life gather, drawn to the mystery.

The air grows colder, heavier, as a chilling question lingers.

Who dares descend into the pit, and what horrors await below? Only the brave, or the foolish, will discover the truth that lurks in the forgotten depths of Coruscant's bowels.

 

[Valery Noble]

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Outfit: Jedi Jumpsuit | Wedding Ring
Weapons: Lightsabers

Valery stood at the edge of the massive sinkhole, her gaze steady as she peered into the blackness yawning beneath. The low hum of Coruscant's upper levels was muffled here, replaced by a thick silence that held an edge of foreboding. As a shiver danced up her spine, she cast a glance at her two companions, her Padawan Azurine and the familiar soldier, Tarw Rhyfelwr , both of whom seemed to feel the dark energy lingering in the depths below.

Valery took a slow, calming breath, centering herself before she spoke. "The lower levels have always been dangerous, but this… whatever is down there has drawn every dark thing toward it." Her voice was low, her tone somewhere between cautious and resolute. She looked from Azurine, her young Padawan's aura a vibrant contrast to the gloom around them, to Tarw, who stood solid and steady, his determined gaze locked onto the darkness below. "Stay close, both of you. Whatever we find, we face it together."

As they began their descent, the flickering lights from the upper levels dwindled into dim, fractured beams, until even those gave way to a suffocating darkness. The air was thick with the smell of damp, decaying metal, mingling with the scent of something older, like a memory of fire long extinguished. Valery's hand brushed over the hilt of her lightsaber, the weapon's familiar weight grounding her in the face of the unknown.

The only sounds were the echo of their footsteps and the distant, unearthly noises that drifted up from below — faint clangs and screeches that hinted at twisted machinery and creatures best left to myth. The descent grew steeper, and the shadows more oppressive, swallowing even the smallest flickers of light that slipped down from above. They passed crumbling walls carved with faded symbols, some ancient script Valery vaguely recognized from her studies.

But she didn't understand them.

"I don't think anybody has been here in a very long time," Valery observed.

Azurine Varek Tarw Rhyfelwr ​

 

[Phobos]

Coruscant, Level 5
Tags: Open

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Phobos had been lost for a while now.

She had been present for the Battle of Coruscant, her sense of direction scrambled amidst the chaos of evacuation and mortar shells. After being left to wander the rubble alone for what seemed like months now, the very ground itself opened up below her feet, sending her deeper into the planet. It was not a pleasant place. Phobos found herself met by a distinct stench that itched... whatever it was that thought it was a nose on her face. The ashspawn was still unsure of her form. It still felt alien to be in this body, even if it was the only one she could recall.

The tunnels she wandered were poorly maintained; littered with ancient script and partially flooded. She was careful to mind her head as to not lose her flame, the tether that kept her bound to the Force. She would be especially lost without it. Of course, Phobos was not remotely considering that others may be present in the tunnels below...

For any who may be anxiously exploring the depths, a green flicker may be visible in the darkness, radiating with an eirie, otherworldly glow...

 

[Connel Vanagor]

"In my experience,
when you think you
understand the Force,
you realize just
how little you know"​

[COMM TRAFFIC]
LOCATION : Coruscant Level 5 | OBJECTIVE : Hunting/Recon | TAG (FRIENDLY) : Anyone who wants to join | TAG (FOE) : Anyone who wants to fight

Level 5 was a level on the planet Coruscant. It was the lowest inhabitable level of the 5127-leveled ecumenopolis, and was deemed by a young Leia Organa to be the lowest accessible level of the Coruscant Underworld, citing common knowledge. This was not true, however, as Leia's friend, Amilyn Holdo, piloted an airspeeder down to the derelict Level 4 of the undercity.

What does any of this have to do with right now?

Absolutely nothing.

Right now there was a threat of chaos down the “Ronto Hole”.

There was also the rumor he could follow leading to the hidden strongroom of items He had to find out what was down there before anyone else did. He needed to know what secrets the Level 4 held, and he had to do it quickly. The problem is he had to get through level 5 to get to 4.

The strongroom held confiscated Force related items (Jedi Holocrons and weapons mostly) as well as datacrons and crystals on lost information of the past. Connel did not care about the weapons, other than the historical sense, but the idea of finding these items could be beneficial to Master Efret Farr and her staff. He could sense Master Valery Noble , and another, one he recognized that day in the sparring arena, Padawan Azurine Varek were not that far away. Well, at least they were together, and she is a one woman Star Destroyer, so that was good.

As good as being down here could be.

Connel was leaping from building to building, or really whatever he could grab onto when he leaped. He was looking for a way down, but he was also looking for the rumored beasts ready to gorge themselves.

That wasn’t going to happen.

Connel was not looking for a fight, he did not wish harm on animals if he could help it, but if it was “them or him”... well…

 

[Hwo]

Tags: Maiev

One massive hole. One hundred different directions.

Hwo did not spend a lot of time on Coruscant. While he was a valued member of the Jedi Order, he was not the closest friend of the ruling Council. It was truly nothing personal. He had nothing but respect for those Masters, and that respect appeared to be mutual. But there were times when they did not see eye to eye, when Hwo interpreted their orders more loosely than they would prefer. It had always been that way. Perhaps it was because his origins lay in Naboo, where he was raised and trained in the Temple Theed. Every enclave had its nuances.

Yet the Jedi Master found himself on Coruscant today, walking through the barrier to the area sectioned off by Alliance military and local law enforcement. All of the Jedi on the ground and available had been briefed — briefly briefed, no pun intended. In truth, there were mostly questions without many answers. No one was really sure what caused the massive sinkhole, but they were adamant about finding out.

Interestingly, Hwo had not been paired with a Jedi for this mission. Rather, a Spellweaver, one he had only had the opportunity of meeting for the first time here, today. He had no reservations about working with a witch. Indeed, a diverse skill set often proved more beneficial than not. And he was certainly no stranger to allying with those of alternative Force powers. The Jedi of old frowned upon such “misuses” of their gift, but that view had mostly been eradicated.

The ranger had shed his cloak, preferring to move freely as they explored the maze of tunnels and expanses below the city’s current floor level. He clipped a flashlight to his shoulder and prepared to descend, following Master Noble and others, but quickly diverting off onto their own journey. “We may be the first to walk some of these areas in a long time,” he commented, looking to his companion. “No telling what is in store for us down here.”

 

[Damian Du Couteau]

Damian Du Couteau, Senator of Empress Teta
Location: Coruscant
Tags: (open)
Outfit

Spoiler: Equipment:

REC-EVS/01 "Sohei" - Pattern Electro-Vibrosword
UL-13 "Corporis" Skin Suit (Worn below his clothes)

Damian carefully stepped over a dangerous looking exposed cable, his eyes staying alert, maneuvering through the wreckage with careful steps. The young Du Couteau heir sighed at his current state, it had not been quite the enjoyable day thus far as he attempted to look for the remnants of old senate office. Much of his father’s precious heirlooms had been reported missing after the failed invasion of the Imperials. Though it is hard to call what they did a failure in the context of destruction.

“And now with the sinkhole-” Damian stopped himself from talking outloud, it was poor manners and a bad habit. Nobody wants to hear your complaints, or complaints in general. Damian continued to watch his steps as he finally found what appeared to be a passable walkway that seemed to lead towards a proper pathway and with fewer pieces of rubble scattered around. Damian couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this far below beneath the Coruscant lower-levels.

He looked around for any signs of life, but spotted mostly lights and broken droids so far, actually I don’t think this is the lower-levels. Damian perked up when he realized that he was far further lower than he had ever been. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, with a few steady breaths Damian finally calmed down and began to look for any communication device. Or an elevator, I’ll settle for stairs. He already had ruined his clothes when whatever caused the ground to shift, Damian thought another Star Destroyer was rising for the ground, and now he needed to find a way back up to the surface.
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[Vera Noble]

Coruscant

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Tag: Zaiya Ceti

Vera took a steadying breath as she peered over the jagged edge of the sinkhole. The gaping darkness seemed to pull her gaze downward, an endless descent that swallowed all light and sound. She could feel the air growing colder, thicker, the heavy silence broken only by her own soft, controlled breaths. Level 5 had always been shrouded in stories, but now, standing at the edge of this strange new chasm, those tales felt very real.

Carefully, Vera adjusted her grip on her flashlight, the beam barely cutting through the murky shadows as she began her descent. Every step echoed against the stone, and the rough, uneven path winding down the wall of the sinkhole required her full concentration. She let her hand drift to her lightsaber, its familiar weight a comfort, even though she wasn't sure if anything down here could be fought with just a blade. But she was a Jedi, and Jedi weren't known for backing down.

"What do you think we'll find down there?" She asked Zaiya, who had come along for this little adventure. Vera hoped it'd be a chance to get to know the girl a little better, though perhaps she should have chosen something less dangerous for a proper first meeting.

As they moved, the darkness pressed close around them, thick and unyielding, broken only by glimmers of faint, distant lights below — possibly remnants of old tech, or perhaps the first hint of the forgotten ruins the whispers had mentioned. Vera's heartbeat felt loud, her senses sharp as she moved cautiously, her steps deliberate but unafraid. The deeper she went, the colder the air became, and each exhale formed a small puff of mist that quickly vanished in the gloom.

But then, somewhere below, a faint sound drifted up. It was almost like a whisper, or maybe a groan, low and deep, rising from the darkness. She froze, every muscle tense, her eyes narrowing as she strained to listen. The sound faded as quickly as it had come, leaving her with nothing but the silence and the pressing cold.

"This place gives me the creeps."

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[Azurine Varek]

A Deep Unknown

Outfit: Clothing | Right Arm | Glove
Weapons: Lightsaber | Hook Swords

Azurine took one look over the edge of the massive sink hole and gave a swift whistle to show her exasperation at it. It sure was a long way down through all of the beams and broken remains of buildings. So far down that she couldn't even see a bottom through the darkness. Yet another thing that would require reconstruction in the near future, it seemed. She didn't know much about Coruscant aside from the few things she'd picked up from her the time she had spent here. A giant hole just opening up out of nowhere was definitely not on her list of things to expect. Despite this, she knew there was something inherently dark in those dephts that made the hair on her arms stand on end.

She gave a quick nod to Valery's words about the dangers, a determined and strangely curious flame flickering behind her amethyst hued eyes. She didn't necessarily know the purpose behind decending down into these depths, but even she knew that it needed to be taken care of swiftly before whatever was down here made its way upward. Glancing quickly between her master and the other person with them, Tarw, who she had only just met on the way to this location, she flashed a quick grin to them.

"No need to worry about some scittering gutter rats, anyway, right?" She joked, trying to keep the mood a little lighter until it couldn't be any longer.

The decent wasn't as difficult as it might have appeared, at least not for her given her use of force channeling to make manuvering through difficult space much easier. The most difficult thing came when the light that filtered in was finally suffocated out like a match under water. She had to rely on her combined sight abilities to give herself a natural radar in order to not lose track of her positioning.

Azzie stopped briefly, taking a long look at the crumbling walls before them that were covered in a writing she had never seen before. It had to be old, there was no doubt about that. For a moment, she considered allowing herself to remove the glove from her hand to run her fingertips across it, thinking it might help them track whatever it is they were trying to find. She had even started to pull it off, but images of the times she'd come so close to falling over the edge of the darkness she was always lingering at for doing so made her rethink the idea. Getting closer to being able to control it didn't mean she could yet. She adjusted her glove more tightly around her remaining biological hand and moved forward to be at the right side of Valery.

"What exactly are we looking for down here?" She finally asked, trying not to let the opressive air of ancient darkness overwhelm her senses.

Valery Noble | Tarw Rhyfelwr​

 

[Tarw Rhyfelwr]

Location: Coruscant
Armour: Personal Armour
Weapon: Rotary Cannon, blaster pistol, thermal detonators, beskad.
Tag: Valery Noble | Azurine Varek

Sometimes Tarw wondered if cutting himself off from the Force was the best since there was a lot that a Force User could do that would only enhance his abilities as a soldier. However, facing the dark abyss that was in front of them, even cut off he could feel the overwhelming and crushing darkness. It was intense and Tarw was thankful that he was not a Force User who could feel it even more intensely. He doubted he would be stave off the dark side as well as Valery and her Padawan were.

Looking towards Valery and her Padawan, he nodded his head to both of them. He hadn't gotten to know much about Azurine but she seemed sturdy and a strong fighter. He also kept in mind that he believed it his duty to keep the Jedi safe, both of them.

Walking with them down, Tarw thought about how few people were reaching as deep as they were now. Coruscant was many, many levels and few went low enough to reach the single digits. It was believed to be dangerous and there were plenty of old rumours and myths about the dangers that lurked in places that the sun had not touched for thousands upon thousands of years.

"It isn't surprising, people have a lot of superstitions and rumours surrounding the lower levels." Tarw mentioned as he looked around the place, holding his cannon ready in case there would be any danger popping out around the corner. He was able to keep up with the two Jedi even in the heavy armour, it was something he had ensured the armour would allow him to do.

He knew the need to be mobile to keep others safe and he was armed with several different weapons for a variety of situations. He looked more like an Alliance soldier now than he had during the last mission with Valery.

"Question I got is whether this sinkhole was erosion or something wanting to draw us down here."

 

[Aska Vaak]

Outfit: Jedi Padawan Robes
Gear: Basic Lightsaber
Tags: Open​

What started off as mere rumors quickly turned to facts. Coruscant's Underworld had split open, and those that survived to witness the catastrophic event spoke of monsters and howls and screams of agonizing terror. The Underworld had become flooded from all varying professions; some to make fame, some to exploit, and some to find lost hidden treasures. But not all went for that reason, one Jedi Padawan in particular went out of curiosity.

Rarely did Padawan Vaak venture far from the Temple's sacred grounds, and until now she had no reason to do so. She didn't have a Master to scoop her up and whisk her away on some great Jedi adventure, and since she lacked the talent to wield her lightsaber like the other Padawans, the call for battle in defense of the weak never remembered to dial her number. This didn't bother her in the slightest, what she lacked in swordsmanship, she substantially made up with her talent in the Force.

Deep inside, she felt a little mischievous in going, as if she was breaking some Jedi rule, though many of the other Padawans had already left the Temple earlier. Sadly, she really didn't know where she was going and had to stop to ask questions a couple of times. Finally, she had arrived at a starting point seeing some of the wounded being attended to. Shouts of warnings were dancing across the air, as survivors and other witnesses warned others not to venture further; and again, Aska's curiosity got the best of her. Peering down into that giant maw, she plotted a course downward through debris, protruding and jagged sharp objects, and other designs just waiting to tear into flesh.

Inhaling deeply, and slowly releasing it as she jumped down into the hole, trusting the Force to guide her along the way.

 

[Silas Westgard]

Location: Coruscant
Objective: Investigate
Tag: Lily Decoria

"The lower levels never cease to surprise me..." Silas said openly as he stood to Lily, his body leaning over the edge to properly grasp the size of the hole below. For a few years, the young knight had been a regular visitor of the Coruscant underground and had seen the many horrors it had to offer. However, he had never seen something of this magnitude happen in all of his time. Sighing momentarily, Silas looked at his Jedi companion with focus.

"If I were a betting man this sinkhole was no natural cause. Something sinister is at play here, I can feel it in the air."

Considering they could both feel the uncomfortable dark energy and hear bone-chilling anomalies it was clear his thoughts held some weight. The whole ordeal was going to test their nerve, a challenge all of which Silas was here for "Let's make our way down through that clearing. Just stay close and don't wander off to punch a hole into something unless we need to" Silas teased with a slight smirk as he began to make the short journey into the dark abyss.

"The last thing we want is to get tired so early"

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[Zaiya Ceti]

Coruscant
Outfit: x x x x x | Equipment: x x x x x x | Weapons: x x x
Interacting with: Vera Noble

Zaiya had been on edge since the assignment dropped. Protecting the Temple was one thing, but investigating a sudden sinkhole on Level 5? That felt like a different league altogether. Word was that the whole thing opened up out of nowhere, exposing the locals to who knows what. She, Vera Noble , and a small crew under guidance of Master Valery Noble had been sent to ensure the area stayed sealed, and, more importantly, that nobody else would be reckless enough to wander into it. But, of course, more than a handful of curious fools had already done just that.

Zaiya bit her lip, gnawing on it as she frowned in concern. Vera's question lingered in her mind, and a flicker of amber in pensive concentration and then stormy tawny yellow flashed across her mottled skin, mirroring her unease. She lifted her iridescent blue eyes, meeting Vera's dual colored gaze.

"Honestly… nothing good," she admitted, feeling her empathic senses coil back like they'd hit a wall. Whatever was down there didn't feel welcoming; it felt… wrong. Shadows of fear, twisted intentions, and something far worse brewed below, and Zaiya's stomach twisted in response.

She closed her eyes, reaching out into the Force. The shiver of fear, the edge of panic -- it was unmistakable. Someone down there was in way over their head.

Zaiya took a deep breath and straightened. "But someone's already down there, and they're in trouble. I can feel it...their fear and alarm, like it's echoing right out of the sinkhole."

Opening her eyes, Zaiya took a calming breath and nodded toward Vera. "Come on. Let's see if we can help them out -- and clear our section while we're at it."

They'd been split into teams, each tasked with securing different areas of the sinkhole's perimeter. Lifting her arm with a musical jingle of bangles and cuffs, Zaiya tapped at her bangle. With a soft chime, three small sensor repulsor droids shot out and began hovering around her, a holographic screen unfolding over her wrist as she programmed a sweeping matrix. The droids flickered to life, whirring forward to start mapping the unknown terrain ahead -- and whatever lurked below.

"Do you see anything with your visions?" she asked, curiosity nudging through her worry, referencing Vera's visions. She wasn't sure if they came on command or if they just decided to pop in at any time. . "Anything… weird down there?"

 

[Maiev]

Location: Coruscant - Level 5
Objective: Investigate
Tags: Hwo

Some days Maiev wondered if she was cursed with some kind of odd luck. Unfortunately, it wasn’t the kind of luck where one just stumbled across a million credits just laying around. But oftentimes, the experiences ended up being equal in worth to the witch.

Maiev had first heard of the Senate making an official action to seal off the area of interest. But the witch’s underworld contacts practically lit up with activity. Mystery and superstition were quick to form about the sinkhole that had suddenly formed. It was like an addiction to some, wanting to learn what had happened. Or why some felt inexplicably drawn towards the depths.

The witch in particular found herself partnered with a Jedi Master, Hwo was his name. Not a member of the New Jedi Order per se, but a Jedi all the same. Standing a good several inches taller, and certainly not someone Maiev minded having her back if their discoveries turned into a physical fight.

“Indeed, we may be.” Maiev started, taking a moment to activate her own flashlight. “Whatever is down here, it’s got a pull on some pretty strong dark energies. Drawing them in towards a central point, like maelstrom."

 

[Hwo]

Coruscant - Level 5
Objective: Investigate
Tags: Maiev

The Spellweaver confirmed Hwo’s feelings, the dark energy having already begun weighing on him as they entered the fifth level of the Coruscant underworld. But it wasn’t just the inescapable aura sweeping throughout the long abandoned corridors and tunnels. The actual darkness created a dreaded sense of claustrophobia, their vision largely limited to the space illuminated by their lights. But that only created capacity for their other senses, especially when they possessed a sixth sense stronger than all — the Force.

This particular space was large enough for the pair to walk side by side with room to spare. Hwo stepped carefully, noting the concrete floors were littered with cracks, breaks, missing chunks, and debris from a time before his own. He examined the walls as he passed, looking for any old markings or signs that may give them some sense of direction. They were largely mapping the channels in real time, with very little information remaining about the layout this far underneath the current Coruscant surface. Life, death, uneasy feelings fluttered through the living Force as they progressed.

Hwo kept his voice low as he spoke, partially because a normal tone felt unnatural in the deafening silence around them, partially out of caution for what unknowns may be lurking in the unseen distance. “Forgive my bluntness, as I know we’ve just met, but I understand from my colleagues that you have connections to . . . Well, to people that the Order does not. I will confess that we Jedi have very little information about what is going on here — what caused this, what we’re walking into.“ He turned to Maiev as he asked the question, “Is there anything you may have picked up from your contacts that I should know?”

 

[Vera Noble]

Coruscant

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Tag: Zaiya Ceti

Vera nodded, her gaze lingering on the pit as Zaiya's unease heightened her own. She took a steadying breath, feeling the weight of the darkness below pull at her. "Nothing good," she murmured, echoing her friend's words. Zaiya's repulsor droids zipped ahead, their faint lights briefly illuminating the jagged walls.

When Zaiya asked about her visions, Vera hesitated. "Not yet," she admitted, her voice soft. "But sometimes, they just… come. Like shadows slipping into my mind." She shivered slightly, the memory of past visions haunting her. "I'll let you know if anything hits."

They moved deeper down the winding path, each step amplifying the distant sounds — a faint scraping, like claws over stone. Vera cast Zaiya a nervous smile, attempting to lighten the tension. "You ever feel like we bit off more than we can chew?"

And then, as if summoned by that quiet suggestion, a flicker of a vision broke into her mind, unbidden. Brief, fragmented images: flashes of shadows moving in the dark, eyes glinting like stars, the feeling of being watched from the edges of her vision. A murky figure, twisted and indistinct, emerged for a moment in her thoughts before dissolving back into the darkness.

Vera gasped softly, steadying herself as she came back to reality, her voice low and urgent as she looked at Zaiya. "There's something… down here. Watching us. I don't know what it is, but it feels… old. Really old."

"It feels furious."

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[Aska Vaak]

Outfit: Jedi Padawan Robes
Gear: Basic Lightsaber
Tags: Open​

Leaping from one ruined beam to another, occasionally using the Force for assistance, whilst the light from above gave way to utter darkness as if it were a blanket engulfing the world below, she landed gracefully at the bottom. Quickly lighting the glowrod she brought along casting illumination around her, buy only enough to encompass her with a small radiant radius, Aska looked around unsure which direction to go, or if it wise to be down here at all. There were, as she noticed, imprinted foot marks going in several directions from those that preceded her. She began to reach for the attached com device on her belt, then slowly pulled her hand away. She needed to prove to herself that she was ready for the next stages to be a Jedi. Perhaps this would garnish the eyes of Knight or Master to take her as their Padawan.

Aska moved cautiously through the debris, taking stock in the damage, and yet there was a sensation she was feeling through the Force. The young Jedi couldn't pinpoint what it was, but it felt cold and malicious. Having never been exposed to the Light's nemesis, the Dark Side, she wondered internally if she was experiencing it now. But it couldn't be, not on a planet with so many Jedi about. Right? No, it had to be something different entirely.

Without warning, she tripped over something and by the grace of her athletic balance, she managed to avoid stumbling; or worse, face planting in the muck. Turning around and shining the glowrod toward the ground, there lying amongst some wreckage was a body of a male human. Gasping slightly, she went for her hilt, and like the com, pulled her hand away. "It's just a corpse. It can't hurt you, calm down Aska," she whispered softly.

Carefully she examined the body, seeing what appeared to be bite marks and claw marks. This was definitely not a good sign she thought to herself. Then from the darkness ahead came a scream and a call for help. Aska leapt up and with the light out in front, she ran toward the cries. Upon arrival she discovered a male, estimated to be around eighteen, on the ground, and his leg trapped under a small beam. "Help me, please," the young man pleaded.

Reaching out into the Force, she grabbed the beam and slowly moved it off and away from him; dropping it as quietly as possible not to arouse whatever attacked the body slightly further back. "Thank you," he said rubbing his leg, "You're a Jedi. I never met a Jedi before. I'm Depo."

"I'm Aska and you're welcome. Can you walk, Depo? I don't think we're safe here," she said extending her right hand to help him up.

 

[Ryana mina]

Tag: Phobos
Lightsaber

ryana walked the halls of coruscants depths her leather clothing was never gonna get fully clean but she wasn't worried about it as she walked what the lethan hoped was water. Sloshed with each move of her legs as she walked the darkened halls she used pyrokinesis to like up the area around her as she walked thats when she saw a distant green light she began walking closer.

As the lethan twilek got closer she noticed a person along with the flames she walked forward on guard incase this was a trap. "Hello there can I help you?" She called out loud enough for phobos to hear.

 

[Lily Decoria]

Location: Coruscant
Outfit: Jedi Attire
Equipment: Cross guard Lightsaber, Hydrangea Moonblade (concealed).
Tag: Silas Westgard

Placing her hands on her hips, Lily looked over the edge of the hole, breathing in deeply. This was the furthest she had been in the lower levels, in fact she wasn't even sure what to expect this far down. Looking over to Silas, "I have been to lower levels but never this deep, feels strange being so far down in the city. Oppressive in a way." She felt a cold shiver trickle down her spine.

"Question is what were they hoping to achieve with this sinkhole? I mean it only drew in attention of the Alliance and the Jedi." Lily thought aloud, hoping that voicing her thoughts would provide an answer somehow. However, she couldn't think of anything, in fact, all she could think about was the thought that having so many Jedi and Force Users here was a want from the creator of this mystery.

Lily just tapped her fingers against her body as she felt herself be deep in thought.

When Silas mentioned punching a hole in a wall, Lily snapped out of her thoughts and tilted her head confused. "Huh? Why would I go punching holes?" Lily moved to start following Silas, "I think we should be more concerned that your smoking will tire you out before we even find the cause of this." Lily jabbed back in a teasing manner.

"I think you should remember that my stamina is quite large, thank you." Lily jumped forward as she made her way down, careful to not be reckless and fall over.

 

[Phobos]

Coruscant
Tags: Ryana mina

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"Hello there can I help you?" She called out loud enough for phobos to hear.

"Heavens..." Phobos reacted with a slight jump, clutching her chest for a moment.

Someone else was down here, and she certainly hadn't been expecting them to come out of nowhere and talk to her. A gentle exhale... didn't escape her lips. She motioned for it as though she had lungs, but no air escaped.

"Sorry, you spooked me a little," the ashspawn apologized. "Are you stuck down here too? If you came of your own free-will, I would not mind being directed to an exit. It's rather dreary down here..."

 

[Ryana mina]

Tag: Phobos

Ryana saw the woman's response "I'm sorry I'm didn't mean to scare you my name is ryana a hole appeared within corusants higher levels that led down here" she said standing there. Her fire illuminating the hall they where in "a couple of groups of jedi came down here to explore along with other people we aren't safe ill show you the way out" she offered. As growls could be heard in the distance along with very faint footsteps ryana pulled out her lightsaber but didn't ignite it yet.

"The event that caused the hole on level five caused some vibrations across Coruscant and drew the creatures that dwell below so it's probably for the best that we go" she said as she would begin showing phobos towards the exit.