Ruusan. A barren, blasted waste of a world that had been destroyed in wars long past. People still lived on the rock, though they did not live in vast metropolises, and in luxury. A single city was on this world, built by the Jedi to help those that lived on this world, provide for them, make their lives better. Such things were a wasted thought to Valad Yar. The people of Ruusan were strong, far stronger than those that lived across the galaxy in comfort. They struggled to survive, to build a home for themselves, and to defend themselves against the rest of the galaxy that had always seemingly been against them. The Jedi's act of kindness was in truth a death sentence for the people of Ruusan. Not now, but eventually the Jedi would be gone, the city would wither, and the people of Ruusan would once again be forced to survive on their own. When that time came, Valad Yar suspected they would not be able to do so. The Jedi's kindness would make the people of Ruusan weak and subservient to them. When it was time for them to stand alone again, they would perish. Such thoughts were of minor concern to Valad Yar though. He had another reason for coming to this world than to simply find fault in the methods of the Jedi.
He currently stood next to the small ship he had brought to the world, his customary black shirt and pants pulling at him as wind rushed across the barren hilltop he was on. He had come to Ruusan to uncover an ancient relic, an object that had decided the course of an ancient war, and tipped the balance of the galaxy towards the light side. A disappointing development, but one that brought a chance for discovery and empowering to those of the present. Only problem was, he had no idea where it was. Records of its exact location were well hidden, and many records were destroyed outright by the Jedi of old to keep it out of the eyes of the galaxy. It made his task here much more difficult, but luckily he would not be doing this alone. He had contacted experts in the field of tracking and smuggling, skills he expected would be incredibly useful for the mission ahead.
He had sent coordinates to each of them to meet him on Ruusan, and now, he waited. With their aid, Valad Yar could finally begin the task he had been given so many years ago. Finally, he would be able to do what he had been destined to, since the moment he had been born.
[member="Domino"] [member="Gray Venasir"] [member="Ronak"]
He currently stood next to the small ship he had brought to the world, his customary black shirt and pants pulling at him as wind rushed across the barren hilltop he was on. He had come to Ruusan to uncover an ancient relic, an object that had decided the course of an ancient war, and tipped the balance of the galaxy towards the light side. A disappointing development, but one that brought a chance for discovery and empowering to those of the present. Only problem was, he had no idea where it was. Records of its exact location were well hidden, and many records were destroyed outright by the Jedi of old to keep it out of the eyes of the galaxy. It made his task here much more difficult, but luckily he would not be doing this alone. He had contacted experts in the field of tracking and smuggling, skills he expected would be incredibly useful for the mission ahead.
He had sent coordinates to each of them to meet him on Ruusan, and now, he waited. With their aid, Valad Yar could finally begin the task he had been given so many years ago. Finally, he would be able to do what he had been destined to, since the moment he had been born.
[member="Domino"] [member="Gray Venasir"] [member="Ronak"]