Briar Sulvi
Gravekeeper
In the Agoliba-Tu system in the Outer Rim, lay the planet Agloba-Ado. This planet was heavily over grown with massive jungles, and dangerous creatures of all kinds. The natural dangers of the planet made it so that it was never heavily colonized. However, hunting camps were set up here and there, and many small towns and villages dotted the surface of the planet for quite some time. It was the recent discovery of an ancient civilization, giant cities, massive tombs, and undiscovered treasures that brought an influx of people to the isolated planet.
The planet was a place of massive, dense trees, thick underbrush, flying insects three times the size of a human's head, giant beasts and arachnids. Carnivorous plants, and terrain with many natural ravines made traversing the forest floor difficult at best, and deadly at worst. This slowed down any would be treasure hunters or archaeologists. Add in frequent and violent rain storms, and it was a disaster for most formal expeditions. Still, small teams had made quite a bit of headway, and a large amount of wealth, and historical information had been gathered.
Still, the largest vault in the area, still hadn't been breached. It was a deathtrap, however, rumors began to float around space, that a pair of explorers had figured out a way to get into it. Deep inside, force users could feel a pulsing core of power, and if the other tombs had been any indication, the treasure inside could set up a person for life. Add into it, the lost historical information, and secrets this place could contain, and it was to great of a target to pass up, even with the dangers involved.
A call recently went out to several notable individuals, asking to form an exploration team. It was believed the wealth was more than enough to cover the interest of each party, and keep them in line, at least until the end of the line. As each approached the planet, each would feel uneasy. The force users would feel a pressure, sleeping, but, clearly waking up. Something powerful was on the planet. However, they would also feel another presence, like a haunting song in the wind, something drawing them in closer, as if it was promising rest and comfort, like they could let go of everything in their life.
They would set down in a large cleared field that acted as the landing zone for a small hunters and archaeologists camp. It was a tent city, bustling with creatures of many species. The atmosphere was heavy and humid, the ground ever wet. All around the tent city entangled trees towered above all there, and the strange sounds of birds, insects and animals filled the air. It was a strange trill, shrieking, buzzing, and it came from everywhere. A shield surrounded the small village.
They would all be directed to the local cantina, a much larger tent towards the center of the clearing. Passing through a market place to get there, they would spy weapons, supplies, hawkers of ancient finds, and chests of ancient treasures being moved through it, taken to the ships to offworld buyers.
The Cantina was semi-crowded, people drinking, eating, swapping stories of the dangers in the jungle. There was no band, and no true bar counter, but the servers went around, getting orders, and taking them to a side tent to fill them. In a corner of the cantina, a young redheaded human looking woman sat, icey blue eyes looking so droopy, yet were hooked onto a holovid playing on the table in front of her. Many plates and bowls were empty, on the table. “The wild Baldo of Santorious Prime, is a majestic, yet endangered creature. Look how elegant it moves as it attempts to find a mate....” The girl listens in rapture, eyes wide, an expression of awe on her face as she watches. Sliding up to the table, a taller, rougher looking, brown haired, brown eyed human man shakes his head. “Briar! What are you DOING?! They could be here at any moment!”
The woman doesn't look at him for a moment. Finally her head turns, and those cold eyes land on the human man. “Nate.....Baldo......food...nap.” Her voice was soft spoken, musical in quality, however, very nearly monotone. The man she addressed as Nate shook his head. “No, no time for Baldos, you've eaten enough for five people, and you sleep half the day, I swear you are half feline.” The woman looked down at herself a moment, then tilts her head, causing that red hair to fall into her face. “I kitty?” She proceeds to meow at the man and he just stares blankly at her a moment. “I swear, if you were not the key to all this working, I would find someone less insane. But damn do you find the good stuff.”
She nods. “Good. Worth it. You'll see.” Stretching, and leaning back in her chair, her eyes look up at the tent ceiling. All force users would immediately recognize her as what was causing that haunting melody in the force. She would feel very much like a tomb, full of spirits of all kinds. Due to her leaning back, she nearly fell over, arms flail but she instinctively pushes at the ground with the force and puts her chair back upright. “Saw nothing.” She said as Nate began to laugh, and Briar gave him an adorable glare. Finally, she stood up, brushed herself off, and checked her weapons and equipment, as they waited for the others to gather. “Nate. Drinks.” The man nodded. “That sounds like a good idea." He ordered drinks for the coming guests.
[member="Thraxis"]
[member="Curtis Learchin"]
[member="Dorin Arkx"]
[member="Tiali Orazio"]
[member="Cassius Droma"]
[member="Gray Venasir"]
The planet was a place of massive, dense trees, thick underbrush, flying insects three times the size of a human's head, giant beasts and arachnids. Carnivorous plants, and terrain with many natural ravines made traversing the forest floor difficult at best, and deadly at worst. This slowed down any would be treasure hunters or archaeologists. Add in frequent and violent rain storms, and it was a disaster for most formal expeditions. Still, small teams had made quite a bit of headway, and a large amount of wealth, and historical information had been gathered.
Still, the largest vault in the area, still hadn't been breached. It was a deathtrap, however, rumors began to float around space, that a pair of explorers had figured out a way to get into it. Deep inside, force users could feel a pulsing core of power, and if the other tombs had been any indication, the treasure inside could set up a person for life. Add into it, the lost historical information, and secrets this place could contain, and it was to great of a target to pass up, even with the dangers involved.
A call recently went out to several notable individuals, asking to form an exploration team. It was believed the wealth was more than enough to cover the interest of each party, and keep them in line, at least until the end of the line. As each approached the planet, each would feel uneasy. The force users would feel a pressure, sleeping, but, clearly waking up. Something powerful was on the planet. However, they would also feel another presence, like a haunting song in the wind, something drawing them in closer, as if it was promising rest and comfort, like they could let go of everything in their life.
They would set down in a large cleared field that acted as the landing zone for a small hunters and archaeologists camp. It was a tent city, bustling with creatures of many species. The atmosphere was heavy and humid, the ground ever wet. All around the tent city entangled trees towered above all there, and the strange sounds of birds, insects and animals filled the air. It was a strange trill, shrieking, buzzing, and it came from everywhere. A shield surrounded the small village.
They would all be directed to the local cantina, a much larger tent towards the center of the clearing. Passing through a market place to get there, they would spy weapons, supplies, hawkers of ancient finds, and chests of ancient treasures being moved through it, taken to the ships to offworld buyers.
The Cantina was semi-crowded, people drinking, eating, swapping stories of the dangers in the jungle. There was no band, and no true bar counter, but the servers went around, getting orders, and taking them to a side tent to fill them. In a corner of the cantina, a young redheaded human looking woman sat, icey blue eyes looking so droopy, yet were hooked onto a holovid playing on the table in front of her. Many plates and bowls were empty, on the table. “The wild Baldo of Santorious Prime, is a majestic, yet endangered creature. Look how elegant it moves as it attempts to find a mate....” The girl listens in rapture, eyes wide, an expression of awe on her face as she watches. Sliding up to the table, a taller, rougher looking, brown haired, brown eyed human man shakes his head. “Briar! What are you DOING?! They could be here at any moment!”
The woman doesn't look at him for a moment. Finally her head turns, and those cold eyes land on the human man. “Nate.....Baldo......food...nap.” Her voice was soft spoken, musical in quality, however, very nearly monotone. The man she addressed as Nate shook his head. “No, no time for Baldos, you've eaten enough for five people, and you sleep half the day, I swear you are half feline.” The woman looked down at herself a moment, then tilts her head, causing that red hair to fall into her face. “I kitty?” She proceeds to meow at the man and he just stares blankly at her a moment. “I swear, if you were not the key to all this working, I would find someone less insane. But damn do you find the good stuff.”
She nods. “Good. Worth it. You'll see.” Stretching, and leaning back in her chair, her eyes look up at the tent ceiling. All force users would immediately recognize her as what was causing that haunting melody in the force. She would feel very much like a tomb, full of spirits of all kinds. Due to her leaning back, she nearly fell over, arms flail but she instinctively pushes at the ground with the force and puts her chair back upright. “Saw nothing.” She said as Nate began to laugh, and Briar gave him an adorable glare. Finally, she stood up, brushed herself off, and checked her weapons and equipment, as they waited for the others to gather. “Nate. Drinks.” The man nodded. “That sounds like a good idea." He ordered drinks for the coming guests.
[member="Thraxis"]
[member="Curtis Learchin"]
[member="Dorin Arkx"]
[member="Tiali Orazio"]
[member="Cassius Droma"]
[member="Gray Venasir"]
