Jedi Mission: Dathomir Investigation

[Sera Inkari]

There were actually two things following the group. Quietly a separate shuttle had docked at a discreet location, unloading just a few modest supplies, and with it Sera Inkari, a Vahla priestess. A newcomer to the temple who was merely an observer, but was repaying a kindness shown to her in aiding her own plight. Quietly walking through the landscape of dathomir, it's murky, beautiful luminescence at night and lively colorful jungles by day, the pictures had not done it justice, it was breathtaking.

Dressed in deep reds, rolling end over end, her robes were simple but bold of color, wearing full ceremonial garb to give the impression of stature and prominence to any witch who looked her way. Females on the planet they were stood on, had to show dominance in their actions, so she had come dressed for the part.

With a ruffle of the bushes behind them she emerged through the thickets, and glancing to the Jedi with a polite, closed mouth smile, she spoke.
"I am Sera Inkari. I also know a little of where we are, and some of the customs necessary. If you will have me the temple thought I may be of some small service." She said modestly to Syn offering him a respectful nod, then folding her arms back into her robes. Sera recognized nobody, only his description from the Jedi whom had sent her. She would not be able to offer the men here much in the way of politeness where they were headed, to do so would be considered weak, so she wanted to do so now instead. Waiting patiently to make sure her aid was welcome.

@[member="Elayne Hawk"] @[member="Lavania"] @[member="Syn"] @[member="Ven Balterius"] @[member="Garth Hummel"]

 

[Syn]

@[member="Sera Inkari"] @Spencer Jacobs @Fabula Cavataio @Lavania @Elayne Hawk @Syn @Alexandra Shadowstalker @[member="Ven Balterius"] @Garth Hummel

Syn walked with Elayne and then... and then stiffened when he saw the large Rancor... That she was playing with. "Well that is something you don't see every day." He also noticed how much more at peace she was. Less nervous compared to Tython or just on the ship, it was a welcome sight to say the least. The padawans with him he just kept an eye on while one spoke. He looked back to speak. "Welcome padawan Inkari and the more the merrier." Slowly Syn walked looking up to Elayne and smirking. "You are Lady Hawk full of many surprised."

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra let loose a sigh of relief at the arrival of Sera, hopefully that would draw their attention. That and the pet rancor no doubt. She slipped along the edge to a hidden place again, but also one where she could watch the group with relative ease. Her eyes darted from each member of the party as she watched them, they were an interesting bunch after all. What was most surprising to her was how tame the Rancor truly was, how such a beast could be controlled was beyond her. As she trailed them she made sure to make as little notice to her presence as possible, though it would be obvious something was following them from their perspective as every once in a while a bush would rustle or stones would fall from their perch.

@Sera Inkari @Spencer Jacobs @Fabula Cavataio @Lavania @Elayne Hawk @Syn @Alexandra Shadowstalker @Ven Balteriushttp://starwarsrp.net/user/2300-ven-balterius/ @Garth Hummel

 

[Sera Inkari]

The priestess very unassumingly made her way to the rear of the group, head slightly bowed, long crimson red locks of hair falling down the brow to her sides, lightly carried by the breeze, they brushed their way over her face to and fro. At the temple they had only told her so much as to her mission, but that was enough for her, just to know she could serve the Jedi she had studied all her life.

A tame rancor did fascinate her but you'd never know it to see her, there wasn't a hint of her being anything other than completely focused on the task. Such was her devotion to duty that she remained largely to herself. Out of the undergrowth, every so often her attention would come across another unexpected shape, in this world of myth and legend, and it had her wondering on it for a time, comparing it to what she had studied and learned at the burning globe, Kintan her home.

Some time past before she spoke again though, content to remain to herself, while the group made their way to the destination. "What are the most sacred spaces to your people?" Came a question from an otherwise silent Sera, keen to speak to the witch they traveled with. @[member="Elayne Hawk"]. Still unware, her untrained senses unable to detect they were being followed by @[member="Alexandra Shadowstalker"].

@Sera Inkari | @[member="Spencer Jacobs"] | @[member="Fabula Cavataio"] | @[member="Lavania"] | @[member="Elayne Hawk"] | @[member="Syn"] | @[member="Alexandra Shadowstalker"] | @[member="Ven Balterius"] | @[member="Garth Hummel"]

 

[Syn]

[okay one thing, Spencer Jacobs has dropped out no one tag her anymore please this has been requested.]

 

[Syn]

@[member="Sera Inkari"] | @Lavania | @Elayne Hawk | @Syn | @Alexandra Shadowstalker | @Ven Balterius | @Garth Hummel

The jedi master continued to walk along the direction towards the destination, stopping every so often to test the air with his senses. Nothing to hostile or coming but he still moved letting his mind remember all he knew of Dathomir, there was a lot but this is where Iella had found her stone in the ancient remains of the prime gate. There were several things about that he was wondering, mainly if her... Interpretation of what it brought about was correct. He didn't know about the ancient Kwa communicating with her but he wasn't going to question it.

After some time of searching the tracker beeped to indicate they had arrived and Syn looked around, his senses pushing out to take in the rest of it. He couldn't feel anything, which might not be strange but it felt like a void. A pit in the force while he spoke. "There is something here... Strange and empty, the force is not showing anything around the cave at all."

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra had been trailing the jedi master more than the others, interested rather in their destination more so than their talks. Seeing the cave too and hearing him say that she reached out with her own mind, exposing her location but the chance of a cave devoid of the force was interesting. And just as he said too she felt the pit in the force, a nothingness that she instantly found curious, and frightening. There were only a few places she knew of that were devoid of the force, and all of them shook her in one way or another since her short time from the complex she had called home.
@Sera Inkari | @Lavania | @Elayne Hawk | @Syn | @Alexandra Shadowstalker | @Ven Balterius | @Garth Hummel

 

[Sera Inkari]

@Sera Inkari | @Lavania | @Elayne Hawk | @Syn | @Alexandra Shadowstalker | @Ven Balterius | @Garth Hummel​

Colder on the skin, not the temperature the feeling. It sent shivers down her spine, the ripples of this place were in the ground, and the air, they reached out and clawed at you, testing your resolve.

Sera followed the Master's direction trying to focus herself, her abilities not anything like his or even a trained padawan, just the faintest of feelings, but it was enough to know that the area ahead was empty. If anyone listened close enough you'd hear the priestess saying rituals under her breath for their protection, from the cold empty place that threatened to enter her heart.

A void, her life was the force, the emptiness was the opposite of her every doctrine, and belief. To even see such a thing brought her distress but she stayed with the group, holding strong to her code. To finish and fortify herself and her rituals she drunk from her water skin, always needing more, her metabolism consuming it quicker given her birthplace of Kintan was not a place of water.

"Life will not grow here Master Jedi. It will not pass. There is only division and shattering, I feel the absence of life, given form and made real here."

Still unable to sense @[member="Alexandra Shadowstalker"], she turned her head briefly, something, somewhere else but it would take someone of more training to spot her. The priestess too consumed with this place which tested all she believed in, almost feeling she saw things in the absence, the lack of life a breeding ground for even the smallest uncertainty in her own mind.