The Eye of the Storm
After the battle, Jonyna had a mission of her own to complete. She'd taken a few days to rest, but the Denik could never stay in one place for long. Ryloth was special to her, a place where she once called home base. Not just as a former bounty hunter, but as the place where long ago, she learned to become a jedi.
That was far too long ago for her. She squinted at the computer as she and her astromech wandered the wasteland. She was looking for something. A place she had seen all those years ago, and a place she knew well. The Tomb of Sylvar. The hero to her people, and her master. With 900 years gone by, she hoped it was still there. A rocky outcropping that led deep into the skin of the planet, and held the body of a great jedi knight. Maybe it was a fool's errand at this point. To look for a ruin that most likely didn't exist anymore in what amounted to enemy territory. Not that she was scared. Between her guardian armor and her now repaired coat, she felt pretty satisfied going into the fray with Dice.
"What was the coordinates again Dice?"
"67% chance that we are, in fact....lost, Master Si."
The Cathar let out a groan. Of course they were. Middle of nowhere, looking for a lost ruin in a barren wasteland. Next thing she knew, they'd have a farking Krayt Dragon on top of them...
Tag: Hilal Vizsla