Few Answers, More Questions.

[MikDaTv]

The Memory of Corellia touched down on the living planet of Zenama Sekot. The planet had moved from its last position that Jor had last seen the planet in. It was now in a empty system, filled with large asteroids that might have come from a planetoid being pulverized by a large meteor.

Zenama Sekot had gained a moon to. The large asteroid had taken up residence around the living planet and had begun the long process of gathering dust and meteors.

[MikDaTv]

greetings again Jor of the Halcyons. i know you bring poor tidings, for i have felt the same thing you have.

Jor recoiled at the mental projection of Sekots will into his mind. He was used to talking to others through the force. His unique skills in the area of telepathy made him very good at it. But Sekots power was beyond anything Jor had ever dealt with, and Sekot had never recieved any formal training in the use of the force.

"Just as well. I'm not sure how i could have described it. But are you threatend? Will what happened in my vision come to pass? And don't hand me that always in motion poodo. Tell me strait. Are you at risk?" Jor said to no one in particular, confident that the living world could hear him.

The power that my feelings fortell is strong. Possibly even strong enough to defeat me. but currently this force is but a child, maturing quickly, but a child nonetheless. Her insanity will lead her here to corrupt and kill me and use the resulting wake in the force to achieve her own ends.

"where do i start to look? I'd like to grab this by the horns and turn it harmless before it has a chance to get ugly" Jor asked.

Not long ago, an ancient Sith who had been in hypersleep landed on my surface when we were still at the old system i inhabited. This Sith and his minions managed to turn several of the Ferroan's to the dark side and they began damaging my surface, harvesting resources for a war machine. To prevent a large conflict and maintain my neutrality to the galaxy at large, i conspired with the Ferroans to fight this Sith, his minions, and the turned Ferroan's.

"How does this help in the search for the evil that threatens you?" Jor asked confused. Sekot seemed to be going off on a tangent.

I'm not sure, but the Force told me to tell you this, so it must be important. anyway, when the Ferroans and myself defeated the Sith, they were driven back onto their ship and headed out into space. The injured Sith leader crashed his vessel into the moon that you now see orbiting me. Since then i've maintained it as a moon so as to keep an eye on it, although i'm sure the Sith died in the crash.

"Well, i guess i'll check them out then. it's not much of a lead, but i guess its something. Give Kell something to do instead of piss his pants about flying." Jor said.

Careful of this one Kell, theres great potential in him. you don't see it in him yet but he has a powerful will. He will have a major roll to play in the future, for good or for evil.

Jor stood up from his meditation and nodded. "Thanks Sekot. I'll keep you in the loop."

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The Memory of Corellia touched down on Zonoma Sekot's moon. Jor reached over to get into his armor. The moon was to small to have it's own atmosphere so he'd need the suits protection.

"Hold up Jor, i'm detecting breathable atmosphere outside the ship." Rita's voice said over the ships comm. "Theres an atmospheric processor pumping into a low powered energy field keeping it contained. looks like Sekot's friends were busy after being banished here."

Jor put the helmet to his armor back on it's rack and walked to the boarding ramp, strapping his blaster pistols to his waist. "Kell, come on. we got some exploring to do."

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Jor entered the cave that had been artificially cut into the side of the moon. His lightsaber cane in hand but deactivated. Kell walked beside him with a glowrod in his hand to provide light.

"What's down here?" Kell asked.

"I don't know exactly. This doesn't feel as dark as some of the other Sith tombs i've been in." Jor answered.

"This is a Sith tomb? How do you know it's not something else? I don't see any bodies." Kell asked puzzled. To him it was just a hole in the ground.

"The writings outside said Here lies Martooke of Thule in the ancient language of the Sith." Jor answered. "It stands to reason then that this is Mr. Martooke's tomb."

"You can read ancient Sith?" Kell asked

"Sure. Years ago the Jedi forbade it thinking that knowledge of the ancient language could alone turn you to the dark side. But that isn't true. The language can not, but what's written in it could, and the Jedi feared that their young knights couldn't resist the temptations of the dark side, so teaching it was forbidden." Jor explained. "But i'm a Corellian Jedi, and when i was young i decided i deserved a little trust and my master agreed to teach me, so i learned."

"Will you teach me how to read it?"

"Sure, if you want. but remember, what you read with it could be vastly corruptible. It could do you more harm then good." Jor warned

"It hasn't seemed to do you any harm." Kell responded.

"A third of my body is artificial and if i want to walk without pain i have to wear a bulky suit of power armor. My left eye is mechanical and can see into the infrared spectrum. i've lost my best friend, some prized possessions and my sanity on more then one occasion. That harm enough for you?" Jor countered.

at that Kell shut up. His troubles paled in comparison. The pair continued down the long hallway. every now and then they passed a body. examination showed them to be Ferroan's. Probably the ones who dug the cave. Finally they arrived at the end. The tunnel ended and opened up into a circular chamber with four pillars and a stone casket at it's center.

"Looks like this is where old Martooke likes to hang out nowadays." Jor said. He approached one of the pillars and examined it. they were all covered in ancient Sith languages of multiple dialects. Some Jor could read, others he couldn't. The bit he could read led him to believe the dark side had been used in this places construction.

"Sith Alchemy was used to help build this place. Strange though, it doesn't carry the signature feeling of the dark side in here." Jor observed.

"How so master, the dark side is positively emanating from his body."

"But not from the structure itself. Usually, structures aided in their construction by the dark side feel much darker then this room does. Perhaps some other form of the force was used in this places construction. Kell, check the casket, does it have any other markings on it?"

Kell walked forward and approached the casket, but when he crossed the pillars, the writing on them began to glow. The tops of them sparked with force lightning.

"WAIT! Kell, step back!" Jor shouted, but Kell, not seeing what was happening continued forward. Force lightning arced from the tops of the pillars down onto the casket causing an explosion. Kell was thrown back and hit the wall on the far side of the chamber. The casket disintegrated revieling a dried up corpse that was remarkably well preserved.

Jor ran to Kell and helped him up. "You ok?"

"Fine" Kell said. "What happend?"

Jor and Kell turned back just in time to see the dried up corpse begin to stand up, an ancient sword in one hand and a holocron in the other. "I think we him up" Jor said.

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"Robbers! You will not violate the corpse of Martooke of Thule." A voice said in Jor and Kells Minds.

"Wait a minute... your not Martooke?" Jor asked.

"I am the guardian of his corpse. The guardian of the great and mighty...."

"Blah blah, ok, whatever. What of your master?" Jor interrupted.

"He perished in the crash, but his servents built this place, and his apprentice used her powers to make me, to forever guard her masters corpse and allow no one but her to pass."

"Goody, now that we know who you are, and we know who we are, we can get down to business. So, when we kill you, are you going to die in some grand explosion of light? or just fade away into darkness?" Jor said.

"insolent!"

The corpse guardian lunged forward swinging his blade at Jor, which was promtly blocked by his unactivated amphistaff cane. He turned to Kell. "Run, get to the surface."

"I'm not leaving you master." Kell said.

Jor kicked the corpse guardian away and ignited the saber in the tail of his cane. "You don't have any weapons. Get back to the ship and warm it up." Jor shouted as he advanced on the corpse.

Stubbornly, Kell stayed at his masters side. He reached out to one of the pillars and used the force. He pulled away at the bottom brbick that made it up and pulled it out, throwing it at the corpse guardian. The guardian ducked the attack and came at Kell with the sword. Jor blocked the attack.

"Fine, be that way" Jor said. He pushed the guardian back against one of the pillars and punched it in the gut with his free hand. The corpse laughed in his face, spewing bits of flesh and dust. Disgusted, Jor punched it again, this time in the jaw. A sickening crack sounded and when Jor looked back the jaw was hanging freely from one side of the corpse face.

"There, try and eat something now you ugly ass bastard." Jor said.

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Kell picked the brick up and flung it at the corpse's head. The guardian ducked it and swung with his blade at Jor's waste. Jor blocked with his blade and kicked again, forcing he corpse back again.

"You know, for a guardian your not that fearsome... you smell bad, but not fearsome." Jor said.

Kell chuckled and prepared to throw the brick again, but suddenly found himself on the ground, then in the air again and then speeding towards a wall. Jor jumped in the way and broke his fall.

"I think he changed the rules." Kell said. "He isn't just a zombie."

"No i don't think he is. I'll go high." Jor said as he stood up again.

"I'll go low." Kell responded and pulled the brick over to him with the force and took it up in his hand. Jor charged and swung high with his saber at the corpses head. Kell swung low with the brick at the corpses knee.

The corpse pulsed out with the force. Kell flew back but Jor was expecting it and was strong enough to resist it. The lightsaber blow came down but the corpse blocked it with his blade. Jor punched it in the gut yet again and the thing began to laugh at Jor's attempts but Jor just used the opportunity to grab the things dangling jaw and pulled. The jaw came off easily and he stabbed jawbone into the corpses eye socket. The guardian gurgled out a cry as it stumbled backwards.

The stab to the eye was followed up by a brick to the chest as Kell threw his brick at the corpse. The guardian squared off to defend another attack from Jor's saber but was quite surprised when a pair of blaster bolts flew into his head. The corpses skull caved in and the neck was severed, causing the head to dangle down to one side, attached by a thin piece of muscle. The guardian fell over to the floor and stopped moving.

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Jor and Kell cautiously approached the fallen corpse. It didn't move so Jor picked up it's blade and looked at it. While he examined the weapon, kell picked up the Holocron. The small device sprang to life and a holographic image of a less dead version of the corpse they just killed again.

"Hello my Apprentice. Back from your training are you?" The hologram said.

Jor quickly covered the holocron with his hand and shut it off. "Careful there pal."

"He called me his apprentice. what did he mean by that?" Kell asked.

"holocrons can't really see us, but they can sense the experience of those who use them." Jor said.

"so it sensed that i was still vastly untrained and assumed i was Martookes apprentice." Kell concluded. "perhaps that is an advantage. If he had an apprentice, that means there might still be a Sith out there and the Holocron could tell us where she is."

"Good idea, but remember, these things are dangerous. More then one good Jedi have fallen due to these things." Jor warned. "Just get the info and shut it off."

Kell nodded and held the holocron out. the hologram sprang to life again. "Hello my Apprentice. Back from your training are you?"

"yes my master, i have returned." Kell said, winking at Jor.

"Has your time on Yanibar proved useful?" The hologram asked.

"Yes Master... i learned a lot." Kell said, not sure what to say. "It taught me much about the Force."

"Excellent my apprentice. The Zeison Sha were very capable people. Weak in their views, but capable. Perhaps now you are ready to hear the rest of my teaching on alchemy."

Kell deactivated the holocron and tossed it to Jor. "Looks like we're going to Yanibar."

"looks like." Jor agreed. He hefted the sword and handed it to Kell. "That should do you until you make your lightsaber."

Kell accepted the sword and bent over the corpse to remove the belt and sheath from the dead body.

[Akumu]

A ship hovered over the planet, slowly lowering to the ground with barely a thump. As the canopy opened, Cerem leapt free of the mechanical contraption. Bright eyes peer through the scenery as he frowns. Someone else owned the ship he was near, and he intended to find them. Whoever it was, he would query on things.

Behind him, a beep was heart, making him look back at the R5 unit in his ship. “Shut up stupid machine.” He uses the force to gently shock it, reminding it of it’s place. To those sensitive to such things it would be a lightning bolt shot through the clear sky. He doesn’t care. Instead the self-proclaimed Gray walks to the other craft and looks at it, keeping a vigil for it’s owner.

[MikDaTv]

normally i'd backtrack to posts like this to finish them out but i've already posted a complete story else ware and am now back at the templebut if you want to RP with me, you can go to the temple or wait till i leave. i don't plan on staying there long.