Varyn Rask
SWRP Writer
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- Dec 15, 2018
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You all know the drill. It's not PvP tagged, so someone should come join me
He'd made his way into one of the caves and out of the torrential snow when he felt an entirely different type of cold. It was a chill that reached beyond the bone and cut to the soul. To those attuned to the Force it was unmistakable and overwhelming: a darkness caused by profound loss of life. It had nearly knocked Varyn from his feet when he first felt it, and he had moved to a wall to ease himself down.
Crossing his legs, he reached out to the Force. At first keeping the physical chill at bay was distracting. He found it difficult to center himself in the Force, but after a few minutes more, the world around him seemed to fade away. The Force wrapped him in a cocoon that kept the elements at bay as his spirit came free. Although still aware of what went on around him, his spirit began to walk the tombs of tunnels of Ilum, but following a whisping trail of the Light. Nothing in this projection of the world was quite the same, though. There was an almost palpable tension in the air, and dozens of the tunnels seemed to vanish all at once.
His spirit walked on, being drawn ever further inside as he searched for whatever it was that was here: whatever the Light was leading him to. Black ravens of unnatural blackness seemed to appear from nowhere, swooping down around him in the plane of the Force, throwing their taloned feet against the sphere of Light in an attempt to extinguish it only to be thrown back with every attempt. Their screeches grew ever maddening, and with each step, the sound only became louder.
Finally, he saw it: swirling vortex of black ravens at the center of the cave... pure darkness. In his mind's eye they swept in at once and descended upon the Sith. Like a bad dream, his spirit flashed back to him just before they tore at him, and his eyes flashed open again, forcing him to recoil with a gasp from the overwhelming darkness.
Whatever was here, he had to find it. He had to know what it saw, and he needed to know what it knew, no matter what it cost him.