Temple of Doom

[The Storyteller]

My Jedi, please hear me...time is of the essence, a darkness has polluted Devaron and I have discovered something...sinister. I don't have much time, follow these coordinates, help me, it-"

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The group of Jedi recover some of the Grandmaster's notes, leading them to a settlement were dark side cultists have built a temple that worshiped the first dark siders who appeared on this world. They are hostile and do not desire the presence of the Jedi and will not stop until peacekeeper blood stains the lands. Three Jedi, Zarballa, Vash, and Calath will be tested to their limits, but if they are successful, the cultists will have to find a home elsewhere.

@Braden Drake, @Larry Kenobi, @Nommie

 

[Vash Tembra]

The recently knighted Echani took a deep breath as the shuttle landed a ways off the place where supposedly a temple dedicated to the Dark Side was located. This was a difficult task in more ways than one: the most troubling part was, of course, how deeply immersed in the Dark Side this area was. Vash could feel it in the Force even from orbit, a sort of oppressive sensation that sent a chill down his spine. That by itself was bad enough, but he had now also began focusing on masking his Force signature, since it was a really bad idea to let a bunch of Dark Side cultists to know you're coming to shut down their Temple, so that was also creating a strain on his mind.

But still, time had taught him to persevere despite evil temples and feelings of oppression, and so it was with a calm, clear mind that the Jedi Knight made his way out towards the boarding ramp, pulling his hood over his head in an attempt to be less visible and avoid a premature confrontation once the group advanced. The last thing they needed was to be ambushed or discovered before they even got there. He didn't know much about his other two partners in crime, but offered each a smile as he rolled his shoulders and streteched his back, warming up a bit before what was sure to be a long day.

"So, any plans in mind before I do something reckless and stupid?", he asked his companions in a relaxed casual tone. "I'm thinking we find a way to sneak around a hidden entrance or something, but that's just me"

 

[Calath Draykon]

Taking a deep breath; the teenage Padawan tried to calm himself. Even from orbit the young man was able to feel the corruption the Cultists caused as they worshiped the Dark Side. Deep in his past Calath had experiences with Dark Sider worshippers when he was just a small boy on Jedha. He is not sure if there is a difference between the Cultists here and those on Jedha, but all the same the three of them will have to be on their guard. He knows that if the three of them are not careful that they will get hurt or worse. Right now though as the shuttle descended down to the planet surface, Calath tried to calm himself, as well as mask his force signature. But due to the fear of facing Dark Cultists once again caused the young man to struggle.

The teenager looked to Vash and the Wookie wondering if like him they are afraid of what they will be facing here today. They didn't appear to be afraid. How can they be so calm ? Calath took a deep breath, this time succeeding in calming himself, and cleared his mind. Following the other two towards the boarding ramp the young man held the hilt of his saber in his hand, gripping the precious item tightly.

"Finding a hidden way in and ambushing them will give us an advantage.. If we want to go the ambush route I suggest we wait for when they are doing one of their ceremonies." The young man mentioned after Vash's inquiry, "They will get so into what they are doing that they may not notice us coming if we mask our force signatures." He will finish remembering how into their ceremonies the Dark Siders on Jedha will get. So much so that they failed to detect rebels that were sneaking around, some of them being Jedi.

@Larry Kenobi @Braden Drake

 

[Zarballa]

Zarballa growled to himself in the back of the shuttle, as soon as they had exited hyperspace he could feel the pull of evil on him. It was oppressive, on his mind, body and soul, like the thick tree sap from back home. It seemed to clog everything up, make everything move slower. It took almost all the concentration he could muster to keep himself from flying into a rage. All the anger he had in himself from the past ready to reveal itself to his fellow Jedi. One, a young human was a Padawan like himself, he seemed to be the least composed out of the two humans who were there. Perhaps like himself he was feeling the evil.

The other, the Knight seemed a little more with it compared to the two junior members who were with him. Zarballa gripped his light-saber with his right hand, unclipping it from its usual hanging place and putting it within the hidden compartment on his bandolier, his long blaster however hung comfortably at his side ready to be used. Light-saber would be a thing of last resort, or once they finally found the cultists. "hnnnhrrhhh aaaaahnr aaaaahnr raaaaaahhgh" Zarballa said to the pair of them as they exited the ship. He had no idea If the pair knew Shyyyrook, it would make things easier for them all. But he knew it was a rare thing among the galaxy for humans to understand him. He nodded to the pair as a sign that he was in agreement and followed their lead from the shuttle.