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Ignorance, Yet Knowledge
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In her last dying breath, Ifrane had erupted, purging the landscape, cities, peoples, all of its traces in a volatile planetary devastation. Remnants of the past remained though and our Jedi had slowly begun to realize this. Things had been long and dangerous for them all, and it seemed that both groups were on the brink of near death. But, even in all this destruction and gloom, peace had found a way. Through sacrifice of their own, the Jedi were able to get their friend the treatment he needed and slowly they could continue on.
They would find themselves at the entrance of a large Imperial Mining station, abandoned and ghostly. The facility had been built into the mountain side and all around it the landscape had been stripped and mined, with large Imperial cutters and walkers still remaining abandoned in their posts. Large rail systems could be seen leading towards the top of the mountain where the Praxeum stood, it seemed the Empire was curious in discovering what secrets the Jedi of old held. If they could find a way to get that cart running they could make it to the temple, and somewhere within the depths of the station had to be a medical facility for their ally.
As the group would walk in, a few emergency lights would flash on, signaling that there was still a power system somewhere located within. A flickering holo image of a Grand moff would appear, the voice modulator fried beyond repair. If this equipment still worked, I wonder what other Imperial remnants or critters hid within the darkness.
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