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 Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 7:38 am
[Dagobah was an Outer Rim planet in the Dagobah system. A remote world of swamps and forests, that once had served as a refuge for Grand Master Yoda during his self-imposed exile. Has no notable intelligent life.
It is mostly comprised of a harsh, humid and swampy terrain, mostly covered by shallow marshland with entangled forests throughout its swamp-like landscape. The best sources for water were in the deeper swamplands where it was more water then earth.]
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 10:54 am
Iva'an passes the hole trip meditating. In the meditation he senses other people.... Force sensitives that were to come to Dagobah as well.
With a beep of the ship, he opens his eyes. "We're here mistress..." He says a bit smoothly and stands up, then he walks to the part of the s**t where were his stuff and gets ready to jump off as soon as possible.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 12:12 pm
"Relax, apprentice. You practically scream Light-sider with your Force presence. Which normally would be no hindrance, but today, we need stealth. Pretend you're not here. Imagine yourself disappearing off the planet." She watched and kept her senses alert. She had felt a rather powerful presence once they'd landed, but it was not familiar to her. It was also hard to decide if the presence leaned towards the Light or the Dark. Perhaps it was somewhere in between.
As her apprentice focused, she racked her memory, trying to remember if she knew anyone who was a Force user that tread the line between Light and Dark. Jacen was long dead, and had turned full Dark anyways. Jaina? She doubted that crazy wench would know of her presence. Perhaps a disgruntled Sith-turned-Jedi? But she would have heard. Her contact network was more vast and intricate than any web an arachnid from any world could make.
She felt the apprentice's presence wink out of the Force and glanced at him.
"Good, good. Now keep concentrating on that and follow me." She immersed herself in the Force and began looking at the tangle of Force connections between all the flora and fauna of this planet. She finally singled out the one she was looking for and began to follow it. She knew it would take her to the Council. She fingered the hilt of her lightsaber gently. It would taste blood this day. Lots of blood.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 1:18 pm
It was not hard for Samael and Sare to track their ship...
Although they were behind, they were able to pinpoint where they landed and decided to take their landed slightly southward of their position...
Samael calmed his mind and imagined a gray cloak coming over every inch of the ship, masking their presence in the Force...for the time being...
Samael slowly took the ship down in a more liquidy portion of the swamp, where the ship was easily able to sink...
He watched as the ship crept slowly more and more under, until the ship was fully submerged underwater...the creatures all around the ship fleeing as it lightly tapped down at the bottom of the lake floor...
He checked the oxygen tanks of the ship and the pressurization of each room, satisfied that the ship was fortified against any animals that may wish to enter and adequately guarded from leaking or over-pressure...
He then made a nod to Sare as he grabbed his cloak and equipment, holstered them on and went to the stern of the vessel where they entered an empty room, one that was very cramped and circular. He pressed a button and the door closed and a hissing noise was heard all around them, before they were lifted above the lakes level...
Along with them, a specially designed piece of the hull slowly came up as well, creating a pad for them to step off of when the elevator stopped. The doors hissed open as Samael took a step quickly onto the metal surface around them and made a leap with the Force, landing at the shore and motioned for Sare to follow quickly...
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 5:22 pm
Saré leapt gracefully after Samael, curly hair bound back in a scruffy pony tail, so it was out of the way. "There's an overhanging presence of the dark side here..."
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 6:08 pm
He nodded lightly as he pressed a button on the sleeve of his cloak, causing the small are to vanish back underwater with the pod they came from, leaving the area undisturbed...
"Yes...the Dark Side is strong here...too strong...these trees and animals seem...tainted by it..." He slowly spoke as he looked over the plants and trees that grew, seemingly normal but they all had a weird, evil look to them...as if twisted by shadows and they all seemed to radiate with an air of vile energy...
"This is definately home of the Council...but to warp the land do much...when it used to be so holy...they must be powerful..."
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 6:50 pm
She trekked onwards, ignoring the slushy ground and the calls of unseen animals. She was a Sith with a mission and an intent to kill. Force help whoever got in her path.
By the time the sun set, she was thoroughly plastered with mud, sweat, and grime. Her gorgeous black braid was heavy and damp, strands of hair hanging all askew. She pushed it irritably out of her face and carefully twisted through some especially dense brush to see a small squat building. Her breath caught in her chest as she sensed the Council. There was another presence, too, oppressive and foreboding. She motioned for her apprentice to keep silent and crept slowly towards it. Her feet made no sound as they tread lightly on the damp ground.
"And what do you think you're doing, cheeka" A melodic voice sounded from behind her along with the snap-hiss of a lightsaber blade. She froze, cursing silently for not being more alert.
"Natol, is that you?" She asked, turning slowly around. A female Bothan stood behind her, a red lightsaber fully extended. Her fur was a dark chocolate with a lighter mane. The woman glared at the lightsaber, then shoved it aside with the Force, causing Natol's eyes to widen and set her fur rippling.
"You've been a rather annoying pest for some time now. I finally decided it was time to eradicate you and your fellow Council members." She inspected her filthy nails with an air of aristocratic boredom. "Incidentally, who showed you how to do that little trick you pulled on me at Yavin IV. I know none of you imbeciles could manage it combined." Her eyes narrowed just slightly, but her aura changed from calm to deadly. Natol stepped back before she could stop herself. With false bravado, she replied, "Our new master's identity need not be revealed to you, false Sith."
The woman laughed once, sending an icy chill down Natol's back and causing her fur to ripple more fiercely. "Dear, you don't think you can challenge me on your own, do you?" Suddenly, the woman moved, faster than the eye could track. She stood behind Natol, lightsaber ablaze and a hair away from the Bothan's throat.
"Answer my question before you die." Her whisper was sweet and venomous.
"That won't be necessary. I'm quite capable of introducing myself." A Gotal stepped out of the building and stood leering.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 6:52 pm
Saré nodded, focusing solely on the shroud of the Dark Side, infecting the planet with a sickly black maismac wave. It blanketed the life forms, as physical as the mist that shrouded the sky. "This way," Saré murmured, trusting the Force fully.
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 2:34 am
Iva'an concealed himself on the trees, he knew he could trick them all. They were powerful indeed, but all of them were weak on the Calm side of the Force (Light side).
Iva'an used his Jedi illusion mind trick and slowly walked around the perimeter to see if he could reach the other man and prevent any blood shed.
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 9:44 am
Saré stalled in her tracks. Mist swirled along her legs, obscuring her feet. There was something...wrong. It probed at the farthest edges of her consciousness, teasing her, making her reach back in the Force.
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 10:08 am
Samael closely kept his pace with her, following the Force as he drew from everything around...giving him focus and power, he called into the Force and gave his own energy to her as he placed his hand on her shoulder, helping her keep steady and feel reassurance and strength pass into her veins...
"We are close to them now...be ready for anything..."
He slowly withdrew a baton from his belt, holding it closely to his side as they walked on and soon found the others...
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 11:45 am
Saré nodded to Samael, drawing a simple cylindrical object from her waist. "The Dark Side is very strong here," she murmured softly. "We are not alone..."
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 3:27 pm
Samael lightly nodded...watching over her as his baton extended into a long staff...
He pulled back some of the brush to get a better look at the small group...quietly observing them and deciding what their best move would be...
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 3:59 pm
Saré kept a tight grip on the cylindrical object in her hand, crouching, hidden, near invisible, in the thick brush. Still, a sense of impending danger cloaked everything... Saré tightened her grip on the object.
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