It had taken some time, but Oren had slowly begun to piece together everything from the Star Map. It had been difficult, and many of the cryptic clues had finally pointed him to the last piece of the puzzle, Lotho Minor, with one last cryptic clue, Resilience. Oren had a few ideas or theories on what the clue could mean. Maybe it was a message warning one of the trials they were about to face, or maybe it was the name of a crashed ship--The Jedi Master hadn't quite decided on it yet. He wore a set of simple black and grey tunics as he watched out over the dark orange sky, as the smell of acidic garbage and rusting ships filled the air.
Large industrial ships hovered above, raining trash onto mountains made of scrap and garbage. It was going to be messy, and the Jedi Master could only guess as to what Nashyr would have thought about this planet, he missed her deeply--but he knew she was there, her kyber crystal had been fastened into a necklace that he wore hidden under his tunic. Clipped to his belt was a reforged lightsaber which bore parts of his old destroyed saber, Nashyr's, and his late master. The crystal inside hummed a gentle pure white, and had been recently cleansed after he confiscated a saber from a Knight of Ren.
He felt he was on the cusp of discovering the answers he needed, and a long painful and somber journey it had been. @The Arcanist was here with him today, and Oren was interested in how things would play out between the two of them. it had been some time since he had seen the man on Ajan Kloss, and he was curious as to how his own path was coming along.
"I hope you don't mind smelling like old batteries and rotten Dewback cheese," he'd grumble as he kicked a few rusted cans about. "There's a small junker city a few kilometers out, we should head there and see how we even traverse these catacombs of garbage.." They were going to have to rely on the force to guide them to their destination and teamwork, for something sinister lurked within the heaps...
tag: @Phoenix