The Dark Academy on Korriban

Finding a spot a bit away from the camp, Shaisha sent a message to Khalim and Zeno where to meet her, so they could closer discuss their plans in going forward.

The weather was miserable, but she was thankful for the robe's hood keeping her hair somewhat dry.

Khalim walks up, the long black robe's hood up to keep him protected from the elements.

"Good afternoon, Shaisha." Apparently he's accepted her request that he use her first name...

Zeno showed up with his tuk'ata helm on, protecting his face from the elements. He nodded to Shaisha as he arrived. "Afternoon."

"Good afternoon, Khalim, Zeno... I see you managed to finish the helmet. Looking nice," she flashes a grin as she admires the craftsmanship. "It will probably be all the rage in Kaas City when we are done with our trials here on Korriban."

"Perhaps, but fashion is secondary to function and the pride of it as a trophy," he says, though his grin is not visible. "But I believe we're here to discuss adventure and the seeking of power, wealth and notoriety." He chuckles at that.

"Yes," the female Sith nods. "Seems all three of us have ideas in that regard."

"I've been looking into something called the Forgotten. Ancient tribes, forgotten for not joining the Sith. It's still largely a mystery, and I don't know if there will be ruins, rubble, or any actual living beings. Due to the obscurity of the subject, it could be a complete dead-end, of course... so I'm open to hearing what you two had been planning."

Khalim seems interested at the mention of the ancient tribes, and replies, "I'd be quite interested in looking into whatever you've found on these ancient tribes, for obvious reasons."

"As to what we've in mind... Some weeks back we discovered the location of a rather...large...tuk'ata, and its pack. At the time, we completely lacked the resources or the expertise to deal with it, and rather blundered into its location and thus had no proper time to plan. With proper advance planning, resources, and weaponry, I suspect we can take it down."

He smiles then, "I believe it to be the fabled Death's Shadow."

"Hm, that does sound exciting, and risky. But probably easier to locate a giant tuk'ata than something that might not be there. Maybe we could see if we can tackle that challenge first, and I will take some more time in researching the Forgotten."

"If we manage to kill it, I have reason to believe that we may all become quite wealthy for it, as well. I believe the ruins it inhabits is part of the command ship of Romet Vun."

"The bounty on Death's Shadow itself is 2000 credits. On top of whatever is found in the ruined ship," Zeno chips in. "But it will be hard fought. You remember the wound from the night in the infirmary a few weeks ago?" he directs at Shaisha. "That beasts handy work. Captain Harad did mention that it moves hunting grounds frequently so it may no longer be there which would mean easier access to the ship. But I'd rather go in assuming that it's there."

He shrugs, "If it's no longer there, then this is more of an exploration and salvage excursion. If it is, I also prefer to be prepared."

"Nice, I could use a new pair of shoes," she says jokingly. "Anything you have to share about the encounter, so we can better prepare? In case we meet it again... If we can find the goods of the ship, without being chomped on, that would be nice."

He smiles amusedly, "Don't get bitten? That was the one lesson we managed to learn before we had to make a hasty strategic withdrawal."

He considers, "Other than that, the ship was pretty open, and it had no difficulty breaking through the weakened walls of the interior, so finding a good chokepoint may prove difficult. If we see a pack of tuk'ata on approach, then we know he's probably still there."

"Good hiding spots in the area? We could attempt a more stealthy approach."

He nods, "There's plenty of rubble and ruins on the approach, though I'm not particularly adept at stealth. You may be able to find a way in."

"They'll smell us coming. I would suggest we try to eliminate as many of the smaller tuk'ata as we can before entering. I think some of that pack were the ones we saw earlier that had simply encircled us. Take it's allies."

(OOC: take out adds first. )

"Not a bad idea... And even if they aren't with the big bad itself, doesn't hurt to get the excersise."

She stretches her arms behind her as she thinks about the plan. "How many were you the first time meeting Death's Shadow?"

"Three. Xevine was with us as well. And yes, I agree about taking out the smaller ones first. Fewer to deal with inside."

"If there are some of the smaller ones in side we might consider trying to separate them out and take more of it's allies," he says with a nod. "And we might want to start the fight against him with a volley of blaster fire and grenades from a safer position, assuming I can get some. And I should be able to."

"I'm not very skilled with blasters," she admits, "but... Hmm... Would stun perhaps be useful?"

Khalim nods as well, "Likewise, blasters were never my strong suit, but I can always give it a try."

He smiles then, "Though give me a grenade and I can try and use the Force to shove it down his throat..."

Zeno shrugs. "Like a stun setting on a blaster? I have no clue. Let me contact my guy."

Zeno clicks a small piece of bone on the side of his new helmet and speaks the contact information to start the call. "ID 654-7863."

"Corporal Frix Hul. You there? Time to call it in."

There is a pause and then, “Hey, I was just thinking about you. How… how can I be of service?”

Over his comlink he continues the chat. "Can you lose some equipment for me? Like where I can pick it up? I'm thinking some grenades and heavy blasters. Something that might be of use if someone wanted to do something stupid against a big monster here on the planet. If I were to find something like that you might find some coordinates and we'd be square."

"I could probably try something similar with a grenade," she grins at the thought.

She goes quiet and observes Zeno for the conversation.