Aria blew out a relieved sigh and nodded at his reassurance, snorting softly and giving him a swift nudge in return. “You sure it was your muscles and not just the fact that you smell better than a tomb beast?” she shot back at him, grinning. As they stepped carefully further into the room, the sheen on the walls became more obvious. Yerbol moved past her to fiddle with the terminal, the Knight remaining stuck for several moments while he tried to decipher the lettering and strange symbols on the keys. She hovered at his shoulder for a long while, frowning at the almost-familiar lettering.
“That’s just...odd. It’s not changing like the letters on the Sith temple did either.” They would remain perplexed for a further minute until Yerbol’s channelling of the Force would illuminate the entire room with a light that was positively awe-inspiring in its beauty.


“This is….wow.” Aria breathed, standing on her toes to peer at the screen over the Knight’s shoulder. As the room suddenly flashed full of light, the two tomb beasts, who had been snuffling about on the upper floor, squealed in surprise and came stumbling back down the staircase to land in an awkward heap at Aria’s feet. She was paying more attention to her companion’s words than the tomb beasts as they slunk back out, presumably to sulk to Roan about their aversion to blindingly bright lighting. 
So, this is where the True Sith came to build their lightsabers? Looking at the crystalline structures within the walls, she felt a cold tingle worm its way down her spine as she concluded it DID seem awfully familiar... 


Aria abruptly tore her gaze from the wall and looked back to Yerbol as he slammed his hand down on the button. The gesture was somewhat of a shock for Aria, since the Knight was normally the one to think things through while SHE stormed straight ahead and landed them in trouble by being reckless.
“Wait a second, WAIT A SECOND!” she squealed out loud, fumbling to grab his arm before it came down, but wasn’t quick enough to halt the process and cringed in preparation for some kind of nasty surprise to greet them as the wall swung away. The crystal table on the other side was a pleasant way to be proved wrong. 
“I’ve never seen one that colour before, either.” she mumbled, quiet for a few moments as she was absorbed in admiring the way the facets of the crystal absorbed and reflected the light. Shaking her head to jolt herself out of the trance, Aria rocked back on the balls of her feet before suggesting:
“We should let my father see this. He’s an alchemist so….he plays with crystals like this a lot.” the joke was followed up with a more serious: “What I mean is he probably knows what it could do, even if we don’t know what it’s made out of.”


Once they had agreed between them to allow the Sith Lord to inspect their find, the duo left the room to join him outside again. His eyebrows furrowed together, Roan squinted at the rock as Yerbol held it up, nodding slowly. “Now that IS interesting. This could work very much in our favour, indeed.”
“What...what do you mean ‘in our favour’?” Aria asked, a note of apprehension in her tone.
Roan turned to look back towards the valley where they had left the ship and the other members of their group, clarifying:
“Lightsaber crystals, once obtained, imprint to their bearers. That’s why you can’t just pick up anyone else’s saber and use it. That makes them traceable, if we don’t switch them out for different ones, Bracknell will be able to find us. New crystals would have a slightly different signature, so even if they were similar it would buy us a little more time to prepare.” she noted his word choice of ‘will’ and not ‘may’. It seemed silly to her, but her father spent a LOT of his time studying the properties of these crystals, so he probably knew what he was talking about.