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"Yeah. She is." The Empress Andruil was from Dathomir. She'd come into power when he was a young boy, though he couldn't pinpoint when. Where he'd lived, in his tribe, the politics of the nightsisters only affected him and his fellow nightbrothers when they were wanted for work. He knew more...

"Same, actually. I come from Dathomir, so I have had much to catch up on." It had been difficult trying to learn how to read and write along with everything else acolytes went through at Taris, but so far Andrej had managed. His grades could stand to be better, yeah, but he was doing alright all...

"Oh shit. Oh kriff." Andrej entered the cockpit and immediately zeroed in on Vahliri amongst the chaos and rubble. There was a piece of something wedged into the side of her head, and her arm was bent at an unnatural angle. The boy assumed there was more than met the eye, but he didn't have...

"Hm, all these books look the same." It was an objectively false statement, but as Andrej's eyes washed over the countless number of novels, tomes, and histories, he couldn't help but feel as if none of them stood out. There were no outstanding colors, no books of extreme height or width, and...

"Oh thank f-" Andrej didn't even get to finish his thought of relief before the ship jerked violently, then again in rapid succession as something struck the hull of the ship multiple times. He was saved from being thrown off balance like Vahliri had been because he was sitting down, but the...

"Aight." Andrej dug his fingers under the edge of the canoe and lifted, then walked it over to the water's edge with Wodan. It was a little heavy - more cumbersome than anything - but with the two of them working together it wasn't too bad. He brushed his hands off then squinted at it as Wodan...

"Yeah, there's man over there." Andrej pointed to a Barisoni human down the beach manning a stand covered and surrounded in old canoes. Though they were probably meant to be rented and used by tourists, it's not like the guy would know they were gonna paddle off in search of some old Sith ruin...

Andrej felt a bit nervous and a bit out of place. He didn't know either of the other acolytes, and chatter between them had been pretty quiet between the three of them. The Zabrak had been glad to know there was going to be at least one other dude on the trip, but after learning he was mute...

Andrej was here because someone had told him to go, basically. Searching for some Codex seemed like mundane grunt work to him, but what was he going to say? No? "Yeah, that'd go over well." He took one look at the shelves upon shelves of books and turned up his lip, not happy at the idea of...

The sound of sand shifting underneath someone's footsteps caught Andrej's attention, and the boy turned his head just in time to spot a rather brightly dressed older boy heading his way. "Yeah, and uh, yeah." Andrej stood up to meet Wodan and found the two were pretty much the same height. He...

For religious reasons, many of the Barisoni had renounced technology. That's what Andrej had read in his short-lived research into the planet after he was told he was being sent off on some mission to find some old ruins. "...or something like that." It meant that Barison only had one spaceport...