- Joined
- Aug 23, 2018
- Messages
- 63
- Reaction score
- 42
Even with the loss on Tython behind her, the Warmaster's attack on her mind still held great sway. Removed from the place where it happened dulled it slightly, let her put up what defences she could muster. But it was exhausting her, killing her to keep it going. The focus required, at all hours, to prevent the taint from digging its way in further, to save herself becoming the mess she had been on Tython again was immense. And it was taking its toll.
She'd been keeping herself sustained, but only just, on the trip to Brighthome, forcing her ship to travel as fast as it could to her only hope of saving herself. And that was Councillor Guleya.
From all she understood of the Master, he was a great healer, and as the Caretaker of First Knowledge he knew ills and effects far beyond the norm that it seemed she was now suffering from.
Dashing through the halls then on her desperate mission to find him, she could only hope what she had heard was true.
@Zigara
She'd been keeping herself sustained, but only just, on the trip to Brighthome, forcing her ship to travel as fast as it could to her only hope of saving herself. And that was Councillor Guleya.
From all she understood of the Master, he was a great healer, and as the Caretaker of First Knowledge he knew ills and effects far beyond the norm that it seemed she was now suffering from.
Dashing through the halls then on her desperate mission to find him, she could only hope what she had heard was true.
@Zigara