Lord Greshh

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Millu'ci'vanda

The Killiks stop their charge, held at bay by the flames. While Zar'kun and Caalin ready to fight, I try to reach out to them and communicate. "Peace! I am an emissary of Oroboro, and these are allies of the nest! We mean you no harm, but we WILL defend ourselves if you continue the Song of Swarming!" As expected, they do not much care who we are, and fully intend to deal with us as they do all invaders. "So much for that." I activate my blue lightsaber. "How long can you keep that flame us, Zar'kun? It seems to work well."

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Caalin Daemon

I give Zar’kun a disturbed look. “You think... the people are the fuel?”

Millu’ci’vanda

“Some of them, at least. Others...” I point to the door. “There is life beyond, though it is hard to read. I’ve been trying to keep my mind clear of distraction and focus on the heat and now, but I am starting to feel like that isn’t entirely wise.” I take a few steps towards the doors. “I don’t want to alarm either of you, but I can hear something more than just the generator.”

Caalin Daemon

I tilt my head to the side, trying to listen. “I don’t hear anything.”

Millu’ci’vanda

“Not with my ears. With my mind.” I meet Zar’kun’s eyes. “I hear a Killik Song Of Swarming.” As soon as I say that, there comes a chittering from the direction we just came from. Several small dog sized insects come running around the corner, clicking their mandibles at us. “Uh oh.”

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Caalin Daemon

As we continue through the twisty corridors, I can sense more movement around us. Not just in the halls and rooms around us, but in the walls and ceiling tiles too. The strong presence in the Force of the entity makes it hard to properly distinguish much else, but as time goes on, it becomes more and more clear that we are not alone here.

The corridor eventually reaches a dead end. There is a large doorway before us. Dull blue light pulses through the cracks at regular intervals, and low mechanical humming can he heard. “Hmm... some type of generator room, most likely. Strange that it’s still active though.”

Millu’ci’vanda

“Rakata tech has a notoriously long lifespan. But even an infinite engine needs fuel; the Star Forge fed off of the power of Rakata Prime’s sun. Seeing as how we are lightyears away from any solar systems, I’d wager this power source requires fuel of a different sort.”

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Millu’ci’vanda

As we walk along, the design and layout of the hall abruptly changes, and I realize that this is part of a different starship entirely. “Fascinating. It’s like all these wrecks are meticulously interwoven to form interconnecting passages. So, this isn’t just a random cluster of dead hulls.”

Caalin Daemon

“Don’t know if that’s better or worse.” Down the new hallway, it is somehow even darker. In the near blackness, I can see movement; something moving close to the ground and skitters out of sight before I have time to investigate. “What are the chances there are other lifeforms here other than us and the creepy voice?”

Millu’ci’vanda

“There could be mynocks or gralocks here too. All this scrap metal and lose wiring is a feast for them.” Even as I say that, I know that isn’t the extent of the dangerous possibilities. I just didn’t want to vocalize them.

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Caalin Daemon

“Like the orb. Marek tried everything to destroy it, but couldn’t. He had to lock it away in that impregnable safe to keep anyone from getting their hands on it.” I feel a pant of sorrow thinking about my old master and how brutally he was murdered. “Speaking of which, I wonder how the Orb factors into all of this. Remember how powerful that thing was?”

Millu’ci’vanda

“Yes. In fact... it felt very similar to this.” I motion to the space around us; the strong energy permeating in the air. “What ever happened to that orb anyway?”

Caalin Daemon

“Greshh stole it, and then was betrayed by his own people shortly after. So... Sucal has it. BUT like I said, it’s in a safe that is impossible to open. It’s made of phrik, which is strong enough to resist even lightsabers. As long as it’s lock in there, it’s harmless.”

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Millu’ci’vanda

I consider the idea as we walk slowly through the gloomy halls beyond. “Not a bad opinion to keep in mind. But I wonder... a device this powerful must take some type of toll on whoever uses it. Once we k ow exactly what the Tempest Eye is, we should weight the pros and cons of using it ourselves. Worst case scenario, we destroy it.”

Caalin Daemon

“We have to find it first before we can do anything.” I look around the hallway we are in. Everything appears twisted and bent at odd angles; even the floor is warped in a surreal nightmarish way. There is only a very dim light coming from the overhead lamps in the ceiling, and even those flicker constantly. Overall, there is a feeling of claustrophobia.

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Caalin Daemon

“Great. Just what we needed; a self aware relic imbued with the essence of a long dead overlord race. What are the chances Sucal and this thing don’t get along and they end up killing each other?”

Millu’ci’vanda

“If all goes well, we’ll never know the answer to that.” We reach a bulkhead of what looks to be the remains of an old Centurion-class battlecruiser. I swipe my hand over the access panel, and to my surprise, it is still functional enough to unseal. It only opens ajar, and I have to pull it the rest of the way open. “Well... in we go, I guess.”

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Caalin Daemon

“This piece of space junk? It doesn’t look very much like a Rakatan space station.”

Millu’ci’vanda

“Maybe not on the outside, but I had similar suspicion as Zar’kun; this could very well be our goal. That might be why I felt it was in our best interest to let it take us in.” I look at Zar’kun. “Question is, what exactly is it. We all felt it reaching out and speaking to us. Do you think this is some type of Rakata entity or something that moved in later?”

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Caalin Daemon

“To be honest... no. But I’m not going to sit around on the ship while you two run into danger. I’m not that badly hurt. Just... a little banged up.” I zip up my spacesuit. “Shouldn’t slow me down too much.”

Millu’ci’vanda

“Alright. Everyone in position and prepare For depressurization.” I take one last look at Koraline before sealing off the airlock doors, then begin to slowly release the oxygen from the room. “Stay close to the hull of this thing. The magnets in our boots should hold us down, but able ready just in case one of us starts to drift.”

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Koraline Okarr

I smirk. "I've been putting bolts in things heads for as long as I can remember, and I am very protective of my ship." I think a moment. "Maybe I'll think up some kind of security question. Like if say... something tries to disguise itself as one of you or steals your body or... something."

Millu'ci'vanda

I shake my head. "Girl, you're letting your mind wonder too much. Just relax, okay? We've been in worse spots." I tap my forehead. "And after everything I've been through, I won't let anything take over my body again." I zip up my spacesuit and prepare to dawn my helmet. "Now, give me a kiss for luck before I go."

Koraline Okarr

I roll my eyes and give Luci a quick kiss. "Remember what I said: If I lose my life, or worse, my ship to this husk..."

Millu'ci'vanda

"Love you too, dear." I stuff the helmet over my head.