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Post by Nartaga on May 3, 2013 20:29:39 GMT -8
Nartaga simply nodded his head, and sipped some more of his tea. The taste calmed his nerves, and he poured some hotter tea into the cup. He seemed even more unsettled about Jud'dayus's sudden change in appearance, but he tried to appear calm. He was obviously uncomfortable, but he was trying to do this to try and ensure that the man did not let loose his anger on the Enclave. He sipped the hotter tea and cleared his throat.
-Nartaga-
"The beans are grown here. I traded for the original seeds in the Mos Eisley marketplace, under disguise of course....I had a bad encounter not long ago, and learned what happens to my kind when we go to the city...the hard way."
Nartaga sipped some more of his tea, and moved on. That was a topic too close to the crystal, which he could feel pulse slightly as he breathed. Thoughts of the violence that had taken place only a year or so ago in Mos Eisley, caused by him, acted out by him, flooded his mine. He blinked a few times to clear his vision of random Kumumgah symbols that appeared in it, brought on by the thoughts of the violence. For some reason Jud'dayus was causing the crystal, as well as the minds he already bonded with, to act up a lot more than usual. He put his hand to his chest gulped down the rest of his tea, and then poured himself even more.
-Nartaga-
"I'm sorry to hear that...But Tatooine accepted you, so hopefully we can come to terms one day. Perhaps that day may be sooner than we both think? WWe know much about our past. The Elder has shed much light on things we did not know...Like this place. It was once the home to millions of Kumumgah. A great city was here. That's why the Ghorfa of the past were drawn here, and built this place. That is why I searched it out, and reclaimed it....that's why its home. It does not take an Anthropologist to know the history of a people. Much of our history is on the dors of the Great Hall. Predictions from Shamans of the past. Many are true."
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Post by Vollen Dor on May 4, 2013 3:38:23 GMT -8
*Crystaall got up and patted Vollen lightly on her shoulder* "You'd look better in that than him. And I can sense your worry. Why do you hold fear so close to your heart? I was once a sith, 3 years ago. It was brutal. I nearly killed my daughter. But, I learned from my dark path and I am a better woman, a better protectoe of the innocent and my allies because of it. I question your presence here. What brings you here from your home world Vollen?" *Crystaall has seen few Rattakis in her time and even in her young age she felt the galaxy making her wiser than a person twice her age.* *She looked at the hand on her should then to Crystaall* "Am sure it would.....You once nearly killed you daughter, and was a sith intresting.." *Then came questions about her and why she was here, She hated talking about herself and didn't want to tell her the real reason why she was there. Then she felt that old feeling again as most Rakkati do, that warriors blood boil and ache for a fight. She turn her head and looked away from Crystaall* "Don't want to talk about why i left my home world..." *She sigh's a little before turning and walking a little away from Crystaall. But she stops herself and looks back over her right shoulder.* "my reasons are my own Crystaall and i mean no harm to anyone here." *Which was true to a degree. But she would defend herself with deadly force if needed or attacked* |
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Post by Malystrix on May 4, 2013 5:53:53 GMT -8
Anara walked a bit closer to Malystrix and bowed her head slightly in greeting.-Anara- "Greetings, Malystrix, was it? It is not everyday that this place is blessed with Outsiders, but when one comes...they all seem to start appearing, or so Nartaga tells me. How did you know how to find me here? A vision?"
"Greetings, Kin." He tugged absentmindedly at the piece of cloth covering his vestigial eye sockets as he spoke. "Yes, my name is Malystrix."
The warrior paused as something caught his attention for the first time. An incandescent throb of energy beneath the Tusken Leader's clothing. Interesting...the essence of whatever object the Tusken held close to him seemed melded to the Tusken's own aura. Seamlessly integrated as one. The Miraluka didn't so much as turn his head in that direction, however. He was not here to ponder trivialities, and a darkness gathered on the edges of his perception.
Malystrix switched to rapid Miralukese: "It is as you say: I have had a vision. Its meaning is still unclear to me. There are shadows, whispered voices whose words I cannot make out. The only thing I could make out...was you. I fear for your safety, Kin, and so I am here."
The Tusken Leader departed, and Malystrix felt the inky stain of darkness grow. His hand tightened on the hilt of his katana as he waited for Anara's response. |
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Post by Nartaga on May 4, 2013 7:46:02 GMT -8
Anara smiled gently at Malystrix's worry over her. It was a good quality, but she could not help but feel that his worry was misplaced. She would try to convince him that, while he was here, and ease his thoughts.
-Anara in Miralukese-
"There is no need to worry for my safety. While the Tusken as a people have long been known for their violence and hate towards Outsiders...This place; it is a place of peace and a sign of hope for Nartaga and his people. They are trying to move beyond their past, and grow from it."
Anara put her hand on the side of Malystrix's shoulder and maintained the smile she had kept on her face.
-Anara in Miralukese-
"I am no more in danger here than I am anywhere else in the Galaxy. Perhaps you should stay for a while, and learn from their Shamans. They have a Shaman here, as powerful as a Grandmaster. He is dangerous, but I believe that his intentions are good, most of the time. You might be able to find your purpose for coming here in their teachings."
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Post by Malystrix on May 4, 2013 8:36:51 GMT -8
Malystrix's troubled expression clouded further at Anara's touch. There was a grim foreboding in the warrior's countenance.
"It is not the Tuskens I fear, my Kin." he said, still speaking in Miralukese.
It was obvious Anara didn't take his warning seriously. 'Why should she?' The warrior wondered with a touch of bitter humor. 'We are Kin, but in these dark times, what does that matter?'
His thoughts were cut short when the woman began speaking again. She spoke of a powerful Shaman, and when she mentioned his purpose the warrior felt an icy chill run the length of his spine. It was too much a coincidence to ignore; the woman from his visions uttering the same phrase he had heard in his dreams for weeks...it brought back an eerie sense of deja vu that drained the color from his face. With a gargantuan effort Malystrix nodded, and said in basic: "Very well. Take me to this Shaman."
In the ordered chaos of the Sand People Enclave, Malystrix sought his quiet center. His troubled thoughts did not cease, but they no longer touched his heart. He was here to serve his destiny; alertness and courage would serve him well, but worrying would change nothing. With one hand resting easily on the pommel of his katana, the warrior turned and gestured for Anara to lead the way. For now, she was the only link to his vision he had. He would stay close, and watch for more signs.
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Post by Nartaga on May 4, 2013 9:22:38 GMT -8
Anara frowned in concern over Malystrix's continuous worry, but she was determined to try and ease it, nonetheless. When he motioned for her to lead the way, she turned and began walking to where the Shamans trained the young Uli-Ah. She turned her head slightly and spoke as she led him.
-Anara-
"Then explain to me, Brother; what is it that worries you? I believe you, but I was not gifted with a vision of the future as you were."
Anara stopped near an open area, which was the shape of a circle with the way the huts surrounded it. In the circular expanse of sand experience and learning Tuskens Shamans alike were meditating, sparring, and conversing with each other, reading from what looked like ancient scrolls, and pieces of stone tablets. Anara walked up to to a Shaman that was watching several others while they meditated. The paint on his robes, for those who knew the meaning of the symbols, signified him as a Shaman Healer, and his hunch showed his age. Anara bowed deeply to the Shaman, and began speaking in a few words that she had learned from her time spent here. The Shaman bowed his head when she was finished and then looked to Malystrix, and held out his hand.
-Anara-
"He agreed to allow you to meditate here. We can talk more and try to discern more about this vision that you had."
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Post by Malystrix on May 6, 2013 7:48:41 GMT -8
Malystrix followed along behind Anara silently, his armor clanking and his head bowed against the scorching sun. Tatooine was a harsh place, to be sure. Unforgiving and unconcerned; relentless and inexorable, like the desert that spanned its surface, it would swallow and forget anything and everyone not strong enough to stand against it. For that reason, the warrior admired it somewhat: it was a place that constantly tested you. To survive, your vigilance could never waver, your guard could never be dropped.
With a start, Malystrix realized he had been asked a question. Taking a moment to think, he finally answered.
"I cannot point to any specific thing," he replied, voice somber. "but I am worried, nonetheless. Like I said, my vision was unclear...fragmented, and shrouded in darkness. But it was a warning, that much is obvious. And you were at the heart of it all."
The warrior fell silent, giving Anara a chance to ponder what she had heard. Perhaps to feel a prickle of unease, a shadow of the deep foreboding that had laid heavy upon his heart since he had first had the vision...and every night since, when it had haunted his dreams and his every waking step. 'I fear for her,' Malystrix thought to himself. 'I fear for myself. Whatever is coming...it will not show mercy to these people, or to her.'
Finding himself among the Shamans, Malystrix cut his inner monologue short and folded his arms across his chest, leather armor creaking with the movement.
"Very well."
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Post by Crystaall Sehefadu on May 6, 2013 8:57:00 GMT -8
*Crystaall put her hand to her side and looked toward the sky.*
"I understand. Well, I believe I best be off. I'll trust you to mind yourself here. May the force guide you Vollen."
*Crystaall walked off without another word. She ventured the valley, trying to find Anven. She eventually found multiple huts and began to sense for her friend's presence as she got close to each hut. She eventually knocked on the hut where multiple voices came from, hoping Anven was on the other side.*
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Post by Nikki & Regina on May 6, 2013 12:27:27 GMT -8
**Open herself up as she let her ship come to rest just out side where it seem that others hip had been part. Not forgetting her manners from last visit. Not coming here with out something to offer them, with what they had open up and offered to her. In a way she was more then happy to return back. Only thing she wasn't looking forward to was the fact that those twin suns was out. At less this time she was more then ready for the elements. Grabbing her will lined cloak that had been made for the elements at hand but also for other envirments just not this planets harsh climates. Coming out of her ship not before she let herself raise to long boxes from her cargo hold. Only thing that give away what was inside was one of the two boxes was the words Handle with Caution.
Now came the raiing game one that she didn't like but at the same time she didn't like wondering out in nothing but sand by herself, giving enough of her alone adventures for her life time. Pulling her hood over her head as to block out the tempers. ***
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Post by Lord Jud'dayus: The Debase on May 6, 2013 13:32:33 GMT -8
"I'm sorry to hear that...But Tatooine accepted you, so hopefully we can come to terms one day. Perhaps that day may be sooner than we both think? WWe know much about our past. The Elder has shed much light on things we did not know...Like this place. It was once the home to millions of Kumumgah. A great city was here. That's why the Ghorfa of the past were drawn here, and built this place. That is why I searched it out, and reclaimed it....that's why its home. It does not take an Anthropologist to know the history of a people. Much of our history is on the dors of the Great Hall. Predictions from Shamans of the past. Many are true." " You speak well..." Jud finally said. " And you have undoubtly done your lineage and Ancestors a great honor in taking their homestead back from the outlanders." Jud finished his cup and put it down on the ground in front of him, tapping the metal lip to signal in the Tusken manner for more tea. "... And I haven't returned to upset this balance you seem to have acomplished. I am merely here to "re-cooperate" from my travels..." Jud turned his head towards the Hut's Bantha-hide door slat, feeling a Force signature just outside. The girl from before... " Seems we have a visitor..." The Old Sith stated bluntly, with a finger pointed towards the door, just before a telltale knock sounded. |
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Post by Nartaga on May 6, 2013 16:21:53 GMT -8
Malystrix followed along behind Anara silently, his armor clanking and his head bowed against the scorching sun. Tatooine was a harsh place, to be sure. Unforgiving and unconcerned; relentless and inexorable, like the desert that spanned its surface, it would swallow and forget anything and everyone not strong enough to stand against it. For that reason, the warrior admired it somewhat: it was a place that constantly tested you. To survive, your vigilance could never waver, your guard could never be dropped.
With a start, Malystrix realized he had been asked a question. Taking a moment to think, he finally answered.
"I cannot point to any specific thing," he replied, voice somber. "but I am worried, nonetheless. Like I said, my vision was unclear...fragmented, and shrouded in darkness. But it was a warning, that much is obvious. And you were at the heart of it all."
The warrior fell silent, giving Anara a chance to ponder what she had heard. Perhaps to feel a prickle of unease, a shadow of the deep foreboding that had laid heavy upon his heart since he had first had the vision...and every night since, when it had haunted his dreams and his every waking step. 'I fear for her,' Malystrix thought to himself. 'I fear for myself. Whatever is coming...it will not show mercy to these people, or to her.'
Finding himself among the Shamans, Malystrix cut his inner monologue short and folded his arms across his chest, leather armor creaking with the movement.
"Very well."
-Anara- "I wanted to try this, to help you clear up your vision, so we can discern what it is that has brought worry to your mind, so we can prepare."Anara closed her eyes and cleared her mind, and reached out to Malystrix with the Force.-Anara- "I want you to clear your mind, and only focus on my voice, and do exactly as I tell you to do, understood? We will get to the bottom of this vision, and figure this out together, okay? I just need you to trust me....."Anara reach out further to Malystrix, both with the Force and her mind.**Open herself up as she let her ship come to rest just out side where it seem that others hip had been part. Not forgetting her manners from last visit. Not coming here with out something to offer them, with what they had open up and offered to her. In a way she was more then happy to return back. Only thing she wasn't looking forward to was the fact that those twin suns was out. At less this time she was more then ready for the elements. Grabbing her will lined cloak that had been made for the elements at hand but also for other envirments just not this planets harsh climates. Coming out of her ship not before she let herself raise to long boxes from her cargo hold. Only thing that give away what was inside was one of the two boxes was the words Handle with Caution. Now came the raiing game one that she didn't like but at the same time she didn't like wondering out in nothing but sand by herself, giving enough of her alone adventures for her life time. Pulling her hood over her head as to block out the tempers. *** -The Elder- "Greetings Regina. It has been some time. I must say you're arrival is early, but expected. I am impressed. How is your sister?"Not skipped a beat before moving past the woman, the Elder's eyes move to the boxes that Regina was carrying and shook his head. With a few shouts at several Tuskens that were walking by, they ran over and took the large boxes off the woman's hands.-The Elder- "On behalf of the R'Crurak clan I thank you. Gifts are unnecessary but we are grateful nonetheless. I am sure you are aware Anven is already here. Nartaga often jokes that when one Outsider comes, the scent attracts many others. I tell him that this is ridiculous...but he seems to be correct that when one of you appear....you all decide to show up."The Elder chuckles at the joke, and continues walking towards the direction of the Great Hall.*Crystaall put her hand to her side and looked toward the sky.* "I understand. Well, I believe I best be off. I'll trust you to mind yourself here. May the force guide you Vollen." *Crystaall walked off without another word. She ventured the valley, trying to find Anven. She eventually found multiple huts and began to sense for her friend's presence as she got close to each hut. She eventually knocked on the hut where multiple voices came from, hoping Anven was on the other side.* "I'm sorry to hear that...But Tatooine accepted you, so hopefully we can come to terms one day. Perhaps that day may be sooner than we both think? WWe know much about our past. The Elder has shed much light on things we did not know...Like this place. It was once the home to millions of Kumumgah. A great city was here. That's why the Ghorfa of the past were drawn here, and built this place. That is why I searched it out, and reclaimed it....that's why its home. It does not take an Anthropologist to know the history of a people. Much of our history is on the dors of the Great Hall. Predictions from Shamans of the past. Many are true." " You speak well..." Jud finally said. " And you have undoubtly done your lineage and Ancestors a great honor in taking their homestead back from the outlanders." Jud finished his cup and put it down on the ground in front of him, tapping the metal lip to signal in the Tusken manner for more tea. "... And I haven't returned to upset this balance you seem to have acomplished. I am merely here to "re-cooperate" from my travels..." Jud turned his head towards the Hut's Bantha-hide door slat, feeling a Force signature just outside. The girl from before... " Seems we have a visitor..." The Old Sith stated bluntly, with a finger pointed towards the door, just before a telltale knock sounded. -Nartaga- "Actually the Enclave was abandoned when we found it, save for some creatures from the Old Times; the Dark Possessed....many brave Tuskens died that night when we cleared and sealed the catacombs....Do you know of any of the stories of them? Living creatures tainted by evil Rakatan devices left over from the invasion of Tatooine....vile creatures. They have long been a thorn in the side of the R'Crurak of old....I am curious how they rid themselves of the creatures...I left before I could find out..."Nartaga bit his tongue once he finished speaking, and cursed his choice of words. Thankfully the awkward silence was interrupted by a knocking on the door to his hut, and he stood up to go answer it. He opened the door and was surprised to see a human female waiting. Nartaga turned to Anven and then back to Crystall. He bowed in greeting.-Nartaga- "Greetings. I can only guess that you are here to meet with Anven? I am Nartaga, High Councilor of the R'Crurak clan. Please, join us for tea. I will make more."Nartaga went back to the kitchen area and began boiling more water. He walked over to the doorway and stood halfway into the main room to speak.-Nartaga- "Why is it that one Outsider attracts dozens more? I find this a regular and odd occurrence. I have heard of Outsiders who share minds, as a species, and can communicate across planets with just a thought. It is quite interesting to think about." |
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Post by Crystaall Sehefadu on May 6, 2013 19:29:26 GMT -8
*Crystaall bowed to Nartaga and nodded at the mention of Anven. She quickly greeted herself to the man.*
"Crystaall Sehefadu, I am honored High Councilor"
*Crystaall said this in respect of the man's authority and kindness toward her. She took off both her rifle and sword, holding them in separate hands.*
"May I set these down by the door?"
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Post by Lord Jud'dayus: The Debase on May 6, 2013 21:03:10 GMT -8
"Actually the Enclave was abandoned when we found it, save for some creatures from the Old Times; the Dark Possessed....many brave Tuskens died that night when we cleared and sealed the catacombs....Do you know of any of the stories of them? Living creatures tainted by evil Rakatan devices left over from the invasion of Tatooine....vile creatures. They have long been a thorn in the side of the R'Crurak of old....I am curious how they rid themselves of the creatures...I left before I could find out..."
The Old Sith nodded his head in agreement with himself as the woman was introducing herself. Jud just patiently waited for more tea.
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Post by Nartaga on May 7, 2013 11:04:11 GMT -8
*Crystaall bowed to Nartaga and nodded at the mention of Anven. She quickly greeted herself to the man.* "Crystaall Sehefadu, I am honored High Councilor" *Crystaall said this in respect of the man's authority and kindness toward her. She took off both her rifle and sword, holding them in separate hands.* "May I set these down by the door?" -Nartaga- "Yes, of course...But may I ask which clan Chieftain you killed to come across such a finely crafted rifle? I would guess clan near the Northern Dune Sea...but I could be mistake..."There was a tinge of sadness in Nartaga's voice when he spoke of the killing of some of his brethren, but he did not doubt that they had attacked first. He went back to check on the boiling water, and came back with another pot of H'Kak tea, and another cup for Crystall. He poured the woman a cup, and then topped off the cups of Jud'dayus and Anven, and then his own. Setting the pot down in the center of the table first, then sitting down on one of the cushions around it, Nartaga continued speaking.-Nartaga- "The honor is mine, to meet another friend of Anven Firestar's. I am glad to meet another one of his friends.""Actually the Enclave was abandoned when we found it, save for some creatures from the Old Times; the Dark Possessed....many brave Tuskens died that night when we cleared and sealed the catacombs....Do you know of any of the stories of them? Living creatures tainted by evil Rakatan devices left over from the invasion of Tatooine....vile creatures. They have long been a thorn in the side of the R'Crurak of old....I am curious how they rid themselves of the creatures...I left before I could find out..."
The Old Sith nodded his head in agreement with himself as the woman was introducing herself. Jud just patiently waited for more tea.
-Nartaga- "No. I know the difference between a Teretatek and one possessed by the dark influence of the Ancient Rakatan. I am referring to hundreds of corrupted living things, Tusken and beast alike, that plagued the R'Crurak clan of old, taking their dead and bringing them back into unholy life. A war waged for generations. I am surprised even you are unaware of these events, but it makes sense. Anven can vouch for the existence of these creatures."Nartaga turned to Anven.-Nartaga- "Do you remember the early days when you first came across us, Anven? The creatures in the catacombs of the Enclave, going into the mountain? Before we sealed them? These are the creatures I speak of. Living creatures of Tatooine corrupted into those demons!"Nartaga's fist clenched as he remembered both his experiences with the original Dark Possessed and the weakened ones in the catacombs. His anger showed physically, but he breathed deeply and calmed himself. |
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Post by Crystaall Sehefadu on May 7, 2013 11:20:09 GMT -8
Nartaga hesitated when he saw Crystall's Cycler rifle, and a special one at that, from the way it appeared constructed. He nodded his head and gestured for the woman to take a seat around the table with the Anven and Jud'dayus.-Nartaga- "Yes, of course...But may I ask which clan Chieftain you killed to come across such a finely crafted rifle? I would guess clan near the Northern Dune Sea...but I could be mistake..."There was a tinge of sadness in Nartaga's voice when he spoke of the killing of some of his brethren, but he did not doubt that they had attacked first. He went back to check on the boiling water, and came back with another pot of H'Kak tea, and another cup for Crystall. He poured the woman a cup, and then topped off the cups of Jud'dayus and Anven, and then his own. Setting the pot down in the center of the table first, then sitting down on one of the cushions around it, Nartaga continued speaking.-Nartaga- "The honor is mine, to meet another friend of Anven Firestar's. I am glad to meet another one of his friends." *Crystaall put down her weapons and quickly sat down next to Anven. She thought a moment on Nartaga's question, having been away from Tatooine for a while.* "If I remember correctly it was a gift from one of the Northern clans. I was taking out Imperials at the time and they were trying to enslave some of the Tusken people there. I stepped into the conflict without authorization of my command. I was demoted to an average pilot but I won the heart of the Tuskens there. Well.... most of them. Over the years I have made many modifications to the rifle to fit my combat style and its fire rate." *Crystaall said this rather slowly, with a few number of pauses, trying to remember the years past. She shook her head as her thoughts started shifting and just decided to listen in on the others.* |
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Post by Nikki & Regina on May 7, 2013 12:16:29 GMT -8
**Open herself up as she let her ship come to rest just out side where it seem that others hip had been part. Not forgetting her manners from last visit. Not coming here with out something to offer them, with what they had open up and offered to her. In a way she was more then happy to return back. Only thing she wasn't looking forward to was the fact that those twin suns was out. At less this time she was more then ready for the elements. Grabbing her will lined cloak that had been made for the elements at hand but also for other envirments just not this planets harsh climates. Coming out of her ship not before she let herself raise to long boxes from her cargo hold. Only thing that give away what was inside was one of the two boxes was the words Handle with Caution. Now came the raiing game one that she didn't like but at the same time she didn't like wondering out in nothing but sand by herself, giving enough of her alone adventures for her life time. Pulling her hood over her head as to block out the tempers. *** -The Elder- "Greetings Regina. It has been some time. I must say you're arrival is early, but expected. I am impressed. How is your sister?"Not skipped a beat before moving past the woman, the Elder's eyes move to the boxes that Regina was carrying and shook his head. With a few shouts at several Tuskens that were walking by, they ran over and took the large boxes off the woman's hands.-The Elder- "On behalf of the R'Crurak clan I thank you. Gifts are unnecessary but we are grateful nonetheless. I am sure you are aware Anven is already here. Nartaga often jokes that when one Outsider comes, the scent attracts many others. I tell him that this is ridiculous...but he seems to be correct that when one of you appear....you all decide to show up."The Elder chuckles at the joke, and continues walking towards the direction of the Great Hall.
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Post by Lord Jud'dayus: The Debase on May 7, 2013 13:38:12 GMT -8
Nartaga turned to Jud'dayus and shook his head at the man's conclusion that the Dark Possessed were Terentatek. He drank some more of his tea before speaking."No. I know the difference between a Teretatek and one possessed by the dark influence of the Ancient Rakatan. I am referring to hundreds of corrupted living things, Tusken and beast alike, that plagued the R'Crurak clan of old, taking their dead and bringing them back into unholy life. A war waged for generations. I am surprised even you are unaware of these events, but it makes sense. Anven can vouch for the existence of these creatures."
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Post by Nartaga on May 7, 2013 17:05:47 GMT -8
*Crystaall put down her weapons and quickly sat down next to Anven. She thought a moment on Nartaga's question, having been away from Tatooine for a while.* "If I remember correctly it was a gift from one of the Northern clans. I was taking out Imperials at the time and they were trying to enslave some of the Tusken people there. I stepped into the conflict without authorization of my command. I was demoted to an average pilot but I won the heart of the Tuskens there. Well.... most of them. Over the years I have made many modifications to the rifle to fit my combat style and its fire rate." *Crystaall said this rather slowly, with a few number of pauses, trying to remember the years past. She shook her head as her thoughts started shifting and just decided to listen in on the others.* -Nartaga- "I am glad that you aided some of my brethren. Ours numbers dwindle every year because of Outsider influence, not to mention blood-feuds. Much of our people still cling to old ways. We do not hold any ill thoughts for their stubbornness. They are allowed their choice."Nartaga sipped some more of his H'kak tea and turned his attention back to Jud'dayus, who seemed to be growing stronger with every minute he sat there, speaking with them.Jud's jaw clenched slightly... He had been wrong. Wrong?! Jud fumed, as his mind contemplated how he couldn't know this morsel of information about the planet he had lived on for the good part of two thousand years. Jud then thought of the "Infection", was that a manifestation of this contagion? "...You seem to have me at a loss then, Nartaga." Jud said rather begrudgingly, before taking his cup up and drinking the tea within to cool his growing temper.
-Nartaga- "Whether you know of what I speak is unimportant. They are dead. The machine was destroyed and sealed just as the rotting corpses of the demons in the catacombs were, except far before even your time on our home, I presume. In these few years I have seen many things, Jud'dayus, and learned even more than I thought would be possible in my lifetime. Things are changing, and perhaps it is time you change with them. You can help us! You're home is Tatooine, as it is ours! We should be allies, not foes as Tuskens have considered you for so long!"Letting her lips part for what seem to be a smile from her. Knowing the one that now in front of greeting. Giving him a respectful nod to him. Letting the moment fade before speaking to him. What would I be if didn't gift you after being so greatful for all that offer to me, last time. I wasn't aware that Anven was here. That present that he here. turning her head for a moment to the the Outsider coming. Are you speaking of only Anven or have the R'Crurak clan have more outsider here. I feel the calling to visit again very heavy on my heart lately so I ask that you forgive me if I have indured any way with clan business. I did find my sister all is well, as can be with her very simple minded way. -The Elder- "It would simply be a visit. We do what we believe is right, with no expectation of receiving anything in return. Thus we are rewarded. But then one must wonder if we begin to be rewarded for our actions, do we also not expect reward? That is something to meditate on..."The Elder, realizing he had gone from speaking of the many Outsiders currently within the walls of the Enclave to a philosophical topic, cleared his throat and stopped walking, near the Bantha pens. The Elder's very own ancient Bantha came to the fence and looked down at the two, with four full spirals of horns, twice the norm for a Bantha, indicating its age was extreme, to say the least. The Elder patted his Bantha on its head and chuckled.-The Elder- I'm sorry for becoming distracted, child. Yes. There are many Outsiders here currently. Many more than we are used to these day. It has been interesting to read their steps in the sand since their arrival." |
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Post by Nikki & Regina on May 7, 2013 17:59:14 GMT -8
-The Elder- "It would simply be a visit. We do what we believe is right, with no expectation of receiving anything in return. Thus we are rewarded. But then one must wonder if we begin to be rewarded for our actions, do we also not expect reward? That is something to meditate on..."The Elder, realizing he had gone from speaking of the many Outsiders currently within the walls of the Enclave to a philosophical topic, cleared his throat and stopped walking, near the Bantha pens. The Elder's very own ancient Bantha came to the fence and looked down at the two, with four full spirals of horns, twice the norm for a Bantha, indicating its age was extreme, to say the least. The Elder patted his Bantha on its head and chuckled.-The Elder- I'm sorry for becoming distracted, child. Yes. There are many Outsiders here currently. Many more than we are used to these day. It has been interesting to read their steps in the sand since their arrival." |
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Lord Jud'dayus: The Debase
Retired High Councilor
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Post by Lord Jud'dayus: The Debase on May 8, 2013 13:51:13 GMT -8
"Whether you know of what I speak is unimportant. They are dead. The machine was destroyed and sealed just as the rotting corpses of the demons in the catacombs were, except far before even your time on our home, I presume. In these few years I have seen many things, Jud'dayus, and learned even more than I thought would be possible in my lifetime. Things are changing, and perhaps it is time you change with them. You can help us! You're home is Tatooine, as it is ours! We should be allies, not foes as Tuskens have considered you for so long!"
Jud wondered if Nartaga - with all his new found knowledge - could sense the pin-pricks of his growing rage, or if Nartaga knew he was possibly a sentence away from getting the flame of his corporeal being snuffed out?
Jud adjusted his rage momentarily to fueling his understanding of Nartaga's new tone, he had noticed that the Tusken's bravado seemed to have increased since coming into the Hut. Jud began to trace events back, noticing that everytime he felt a twinge in the Force that the Tusken became awkward, distant, shrinking away from the Sith. "What are you hiding from me? What could possibly be so personal and powerful that you feel the need to poke a Nexu with a stick?" Jud asked silently to himself, before returning his rage to it's proper place: Nartaga.
"Things may change, the dunes blow away and the suns rise and fall... I do not" Jud said with a venomous sheen covering every word as it left his pursed lips. "My resolve can not be tempered or bartered with, and it most certainly can't be changed." Jud's single eye bore past Nartaga's masked face, with an intensity that verged on pure hatred. A hatred so deep, ancient and endless, that it's sickening effect could be physically felt if sensitive enough a Force practitioner.
"There will be no such alliance or armistice...there never could be. We are what we are." Jud finished before taking a sip of tea, as if no animosity had just passed between the two. |
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