Sarianna
Jedi Warmaster
Slowly the jedi padawan felt herself touch the ground and a small impact crater formed that sent a thundering crack through the cave. His saber coming to his hand and the smells had changed. There was dead stuff down here, the smell of rotting meat decomposing slowly in the damp air filled the cavern and she could sense something was up ahead. The flesh on his arms and hairs standing warning of pradators, of things out there searching.