The Dark Academy on Korriban

Tsk, you don't have to be such a bitch about it, granma.

"I don't like having nothing to show for our efforts," she said with a frown. "But we did take a beating... when are we leaving for Yavin tomorrow? Maybe we could... come back before then? With more firepower?"

Moyr didn't think about the loot. She just stared into the Dark and let it connect with the dark emotions flickering in her connection to the Force. There was no other way to learn what it was, in her mind. The words of the ancient Sith language she somehow had understood flashed back into her mind.

MA7. Sense.Vergence I guess.: 1eF 1 Dark Side


If the Darkness had will, she would try to influence it to converse with her.

Moyr can feel intense rage and cruelty, whatever lingers behind that door is terrifying. It is ancient and it dead and yet refuses to stay dead. It is an ancient thing that has permeated everything it touches with darkness.

She sees a woman’s face form in the darkness. Deep crimson eyes that flow like blood and hard red skin, redder than the sands of Korriban. Dark hair spilling about her face, it could be beautiful if not for the growing dread filling her heart.

Whatever she is… whoever was sealed here, this isn’t a tomb. It’s a prison.

"The Sith Queen lives. Or rather refuses to accept death. This is not a mausoleum. This is a prison. If this was ever opened, the terror that would be unleashed is beyond imagination. Do you still want to bring greater firepower against her, Layne Hoshin? I am of the impression it would not amount to much."

Moyr said gravely.

"Well shit," she said.

She was silent then for a moment.

"There's always the other place?"

She looked toward Veers, to see what she thought of this talk of a Sith queen. That was, after all, her domain.

Veers is quiet, her thoughts inward. She finally sighs and says, “I have seen enough, we should go. If you want something take a droid, but there is nothing for me here.”

“I am heading back,” she says running away and back the way they came.

Baesal look over in the room, gazing at the women's face

who is the queen? Zash's knowledge+aid: 2eA+2eP+3eD+1eS+1eC+3eB 2 successes, 1 advantage


''I know her''

"Fine," she said in typical gloomy teenage fashion...

...and started to drag away valuable looking droid parts.

"I think you know something you can share, aspirant Veers. Why don't you bring us up to speed on this find of ours so we all know why we should be leaving right now?"

[Some Social Roll? Deception?]

There is no name but there are mentions of an ancient Queen before the coming of the Exiles who conquered countless tribes and brought them low, it is unclear what happened during reign but any account says it was bloody and brutal. She learned how to gain power by consuming others until she became a monster. Her death… if she had one she was interred in the Black Vault, but obviously that may not be the true case.

OOC: Looks like Charm which is opposed by Cool or Coercion opposed by Discipline; I don't see a lie in this or other kinds of Deception.

Baesal's eyes widen with understanding

''She...she'' she turns to Moyr

''She was an ancient Queen before the coming of the Exiles who conquered countless tribes and brought them low. I don't know what happened during reign but any account says it was bloody and brutal. She learned how to gain power by consuming others until she became a monster. Her death… if she had one she was interred in the Black Vault, but obviously that may not be the true case.''

Moyr was quite charming in her inquiry.

MA7. Charming Anya. Influence Control.: 1eP+2eA+1eF 1 success, 3 advantage, 1 Dark Side


2 successes, 3 advantages, unless Vergence grants something. She's also still under Fear, right?

“Whatever is in there, you want no part of. I don’t think any more needs be said. Unless you like to open things that are best left closed,” she says.

“I wasn’t even sure it would be here, but here we are.”

OOC: She relents.

Cool + Destiny: 1eC+2eD+1eB 0 successes, 1 threat

"And yet you wanted to check in person. Why?"

Moyr looked at Anya empathetically.

“Same reason we are all here, curiosity of the dangerous sort,” she responds.

"Fair enough."

Moyr did not believe her.

"Let's take what can be taken and get out of here."

She then slightly re-focused her attention on what droids dropped.

Baesal nods

''Lets get those droids out, I could repair some of them...''

You can probably get a single droid out, they are ungainly and take two people to carry, and then one has to get it up the ladder.

"Sorry, Baes, but I won't be trudging this much across a narrow path amid flying poison darts with a gash in my side. And then up the fucking chimney. Unless you repair them here and they go on their own."

''Allright, allright''

She kneels near one with R5

Lets get the bot aid+force tools: 2eA+2eP+3eD+1eS+2eB 4 successes, 4 advantage

Together after about twenty minutes of work they get the droid working with rudimentary functions that don’t involve their imminent murder. The droid can climb and respond to basic commands.

OOC: Assuming they depart?

(I think we are)

[If the swords are the only thing to loot, yup]

(other health check for moyr)
medic for moyr: 2eA+2eP+2eD 1 success, 2 advantage