Planet Ontotho, 8:42 am
Hidden temple, outside stairs
Jedi search and rescue team
Kori looked at the derelict temple towering over her. It hadn't been longer than a few days since their last foray inside. Just enough time for the Zeltron to repair her stun pistol and recover from the bruises and lumps that she had received during a scrap with the temple's automatons. A few hours of bacta, some rest, and cleaning up worked wonders—Kori was ready and eager to get the job done this time.
The Jedi tried to keep the news about the defeated guardians on the low after returning from the temple. However, word got around, and it had an (un)expected effect. A few more locals ignored the dangers and went to the temple—either in search for their missing friends and relatives, or in the hopes of plundering something from the supposedly safe derelict. Again, not everyone returned. Some people just never learn.
Kori was sent back to make sure that the temple was safe, recover the missing people—Let's be real here: probably just their bodies—and to prevent such situations from happening again. Learning from the mistakes of the previous attempt, the Order sent more people for this task—some were familiar faces, and others Kori hadn't met before. And now there they were: standing between Zeffo statues, at the foot of the stairs leading up to the main entrance and away from the misty forest that they had just cleared.
"We should probably split up to cover more ground," Kori turned to her team. "There is a crevice nearby, which we used the last time. A human can fit through, although with some effort..." The Zeltron looked at her team, wondering who'd be able to go with her. Last time, getting through was hard even for her, let alone someone bulkier. "That's where we found and destroyed the guardians. I'm planning to take that route, but I'll need someone to come with me and watch my back. Another team can take the stairs up to the main entrance."
Having two separate groups increased the chances of success in finding survivors... or anything at all. Hopefully, the automatons weren't built in bulk, as an explorer had told Kori before. Still, a part of her didn't want to spread her forces too thin, remembering how the last time had gone. Some precautions wouldn't hurt. The law officer training prior to Kori's tenure as a Jedi was now showing itself—the Zeltron tried to take charge without even noticing it. "We'll keep contact over comlinks. If one of the groups gets in trouble, the other doubles back and comes to the rescue. But one of our goals should be to regroup inside the temple. So, any questions?"
Hidden temple, outside stairs
Jedi search and rescue team
Kori looked at the derelict temple towering over her. It hadn't been longer than a few days since their last foray inside. Just enough time for the Zeltron to repair her stun pistol and recover from the bruises and lumps that she had received during a scrap with the temple's automatons. A few hours of bacta, some rest, and cleaning up worked wonders—Kori was ready and eager to get the job done this time.
The Jedi tried to keep the news about the defeated guardians on the low after returning from the temple. However, word got around, and it had an (un)expected effect. A few more locals ignored the dangers and went to the temple—either in search for their missing friends and relatives, or in the hopes of plundering something from the supposedly safe derelict. Again, not everyone returned. Some people just never learn.
Kori was sent back to make sure that the temple was safe, recover the missing people—Let's be real here: probably just their bodies—and to prevent such situations from happening again. Learning from the mistakes of the previous attempt, the Order sent more people for this task—some were familiar faces, and others Kori hadn't met before. And now there they were: standing between Zeffo statues, at the foot of the stairs leading up to the main entrance and away from the misty forest that they had just cleared.
"We should probably split up to cover more ground," Kori turned to her team. "There is a crevice nearby, which we used the last time. A human can fit through, although with some effort..." The Zeltron looked at her team, wondering who'd be able to go with her. Last time, getting through was hard even for her, let alone someone bulkier. "That's where we found and destroyed the guardians. I'm planning to take that route, but I'll need someone to come with me and watch my back. Another team can take the stairs up to the main entrance."
Having two separate groups increased the chances of success in finding survivors... or anything at all. Hopefully, the automatons weren't built in bulk, as an explorer had told Kori before. Still, a part of her didn't want to spread her forces too thin, remembering how the last time had gone. Some precautions wouldn't hurt. The law officer training prior to Kori's tenure as a Jedi was now showing itself—the Zeltron tried to take charge without even noticing it. "We'll keep contact over comlinks. If one of the groups gets in trouble, the other doubles back and comes to the rescue. But one of our goals should be to regroup inside the temple. So, any questions?"