Lord Greshh

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

The Caretaker

"Tampering, controlling, and directing the Living Force." The platform rises to the top of the generator, where tubes and wires connect it to a peculiar looking machine; a large circular device with three gyroscopic axis. The machine radiates increasingly strong Force energy. "This is what the engineers built, the Tempest Eye. A machine that draws power from the Force itself and transfer it elsewhere. At the moment, it is powering this station, but it was originally designed to power much more."

Caalin Daemon

"You mean the Rakata people, right? You said they'd lost their connection to the Force. So... theoretically, could this machine be used to transfuse the Force into a being with little to no connection to it?"

The Caretaker

"Not theoretically. THIS was the constructs primary function. When fully operational, the Tempest Eye is able to draw the energy from worlds with a strong connection to the Living Force, for example Tython or Korriban. When an individual connects themselves to the device, it channels the collected power into their body, awakening the Force within them. But this is just one of many uses for the Tempest Eye.

Millu'ci'vanda

"Could the process can be reversed? FOr example, could an individual strong in the Force to channel their power into a dead world, and help life to reawaken and prosper once again?"

The Caretaker

"That is very possible, though seeding an entire would would require a great sacrifice of energy. It would most definitely kill anyone who attempted it." Motions to the Tempest Eye again. "The machine in it's current state is not fully functional, however. Without the Pupil, it can only draw energy, not direct it. And the Iris can only store so much energy before it risks overloading. Unfortunately, the Pupil and Iris were separated millennia ago by rebellious slaves."

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

The Caretaker

"That will require some explanation." He turns and raises his hand. A platform rises out of the deck, and the Caretaker beckons the three to follow him as he step onto it. Once everyone is on the platform, it begins to ascend. "Thousands of years ago, during the waning years of the Infinite Empire, our people, the Rakata, began to lose our connection to the Living Force. Each generator was weaker than the last, and our power over the universe began to diminish. In a desperate attempt to reconnect ourselves to the Living Force, our scientists began development on a machine that capable of harnessing and manipulate the energies of the universe."

Millu'ci'vanda

"Would you describe it as... celestial manipulation?"

The Caretaker

"Some believed this to be the case, yes, but the true function of the construct they created is much more."

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Millu’ci’vanda

“And I am Millu’ci’vanda of the Chiss and the Jedi. Formerly of the Oroboro Nest.

Caalin Daemon

“I’m Caalin Da.... Caalin Xobek of the Pacifist Sith.”

The Caretaker

“I greet all of you as worthy champions. My purpose, as Zar’kun asks, is to watch over Graveyard Station and protect the power that is hidden here. Now that you have proven your great strength in the Force, I grant you access to the core of this station, and its power source. No doubt that is what you have come for.”

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

The Caretaker

There is a shift in the air, and new movement can be seen above the generator. Slowly, a humanoid form begins to float down from above, and the Killiks all back away reverently. The figure that descends towards the trio is tall and thin, with a cone shaped head and eye stalks that stick horizontally from each side. It is a Rakata.

He lands softly, his robes flowing around him. He lifts his head to scrutinize the three challengers. “Your power is great. Far greater than those who came before. I deem you... worthy.” He begins to walk towards them. “I am called the Caretaker. What are you called?”

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Millu’ci’vanda

While Zar’kun unleashes flames at the Killiks, I decide to take the opposite side and, coincidentally, the opposite element. It is a power I refer to as Winds of Csilla. Summoning the cold air around us into my hands, I unleash a blast of ice at the bugs, freezing them in place.

Caalin Daemon

I hold my hand over my head and summon Electric Judgement, a power Marek taught me. Green streams of lighting crackle from my hands, flying into the walls to knock the Killiks down.

After a few minutes of the triple onslaught of Force Power, the Killiks... back off. They stop attacking completely and blow their heads in submission.

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

The Caretaker

“Only the worth may possess the power I guard. Whether that be you or the one you speak of matters little. Prove yourself worthy and you will have your prize. Fail and you will become food and fuel.” The Killiks continue to close in.

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Millu’ci’vanda

“Agreed. I’ve already been joined to one hive, so that makes me extra vulnerable to being drawn back into another one.” I pause a moment. “But... I do not sense that they intend to make us Joiners. They haven’t released the proper pheromones.”

Caalin Daemon

“It doesn’t matter what they intend. I’d rather take my chances.” I get into a fighting stance, waving my emerald lightsaber in a warding motion towards the Killiks.

The Caretaker

The same cold voice speaks again from on high. “Many have come to this place. Few have survived. None are worthy of my power.” More and more bugs scuttle down the walls, charging at the three from all sides.

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

The Caretaker

The same voice that spoke in everyone’s head before speaks again, only this time it is out loud and echoing from high above. “Submit.” A moment later, movement near the top of the generator room can be seen; shadowy figures moving over the ceiling and walls. As they get closer, moving into the blue glow, they are revealed to be hundreds, of not thousands, of Killik drones.

Millu’ci’vanda

My eyes widen, and I take my weapon in hand. Behind us, I can see the Killiks behind the door trying to break their way through. The ones swarming down at us click to each other in communication. “I can’t fully understand them, but I can sense through their pheromones that they are moving to capture, not kill us. I think this entity wants us alive.”

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Millu’ci’vanda

“Right!” I pull out my commlink as I back through the doorway. “Koraline, be careful out that. There are...”

Koraline Okarr

“Killiks? Yeah, I noticed!” I sit in the cockpit of the Redshifter, watching through the viewport as Killiks literally swarm over the ship. “I don’t know how long I can keep them out. Something is draining my shields, and it’s only a matter of time before they break through the hull. Just... hurry up in there!”

Millu’ci’vanda

“We’re trying. Just hold on!” Once Zar’kun is through the doors, I press the button to close them, then slash the control panel to keep it shut. The Killiks on the other side bang on the door, but can’t get through. “That should give us some time to breath.”

Caalin Daemon

I look around this new room. As expected, it is a large generator room that spans several levels. The only light is the glow of the massive blue generator in the center of the room. Unlike the rest of the station so far, this does not look to be made up of recycled ship parts; this is part of the original Rakata design. “Woah...”

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Millu'ci'vanda

"Agreed, though they don't seem interested in talking to me." As I speak, the Killiks begin spreading out, some of them going back the way they came while others stay to menace us with their staffs.

Caalin Daemon

I back up towards the glowing doors, pressing my palm against the control panel. The doors easily slide open. "Come on. Maybe if we slip through here, we can lose these guys for a bit." I duck through the doors, waving the others to follow.