"A most sensible plan," she agreed. Then without waiting any further she opened a portal through the All, directly into the maze of corridors and passageways which held the dank and noisome dungeons of the Great Temple of the Warriors. Nodding to herself, she stepped through...

((OOC: Graysith steps back into the Great Temple of the Warriors in Tears of the Rancor in the "Jedi/Sith" forums, thank you.))

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“We will be back,” he said, and turned to go through the portal.
(((Phalomir jumps to Tears of the Rancor in this forum.)))

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"Have we not heard those words before, my Father?" he asked innocuously, directing the comment toward Dark Lord Aelvedaar. He was only shushed, and directed to doing what he was capable of to assist the others in obtaining their goal; after a moment's thought he turned back to the Great Crystal Octahedron and presented it with a command.

The greeny-goldness which roiled and writhed within its crystalline depths churned, then coalesced into the image of what appeared to be a wide and sterile-looking corridor. Terrin, Galen, Matt Stanza and a couple humans he did not recognize were moving along its unguessable length, passed every so often by other humans hastening in the opposite -- and sometimes the same, for some at times appeared to be in quite a hurry -- direction.

Aeylmaar blinked, and stepped back in surprise.

"My Father," he interrupted as he nodded toward the magickal device.

"I thought if I could pinpoint exactly the location of those left behind on Dagobah, it would assist us in their rescue. But look."

He said nothing further, merely pointed at the unexpected image the crystal device was patiently presenting to them.

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"It would appear our friends do not need the rescue we think they do; has anyone here an idea as to where they might now be? For this image being shown to us is simple truth; the Crystal Octahedron cannot by its very nature show anything that is deceptive."

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He paused then, staring at the scene. "I wonder if everyone who went to Degobah is on the ship, and what they are in such a hurry for?"

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I now approach the Octahedron, passing Aeylmaar who steps politely aside. Coming up to its cool, shining surface, I lay a clawed hand against it and demand it reveal the presence of all who had been with the party on Dagobah.

Immediately the mysterious material swimming in its depths seems to separate, dividing in twain. One image appears from the cloudy swirls, showing the image of the jedi Shawn Petrolu who appears to be within a stone chamber or cave of some sorts. The other image, the first one shown to us, remains the same.

I back away, wave a hand as if to reveal the answer to a Great Mystery.

"There is your answer; decipher it as you will. But it would appear that the Jedi yet remains inside the cave system where he has been trapped for so long, while the others have managed to somehow find rescue from the swamp world."

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...or perhaps had been after her. This little thought gave her pause to her earlier conclusions regarding how she would assist in all of these matters.

"If he is still trapped..."

She trailed, her eyes clouding a bit. "Erik may be as well."

She quieted at that, wavering a bit on her feet, heartache at what she had done momentarily driving her thoughts...

...and realization of something coming to her.

It didn't matter what everyone else thought of what she had done. What mattered was what she could do now to fix it, regardless of their suspicion. And she had the blood connections to find her brother unlike any others had.

And the emotional ones to find her husband as well, whether he was going to forgive her for what she had done or not.

Her eyes clearing at that, she looked to Lord Aelvedaar. "I believe my abilities and Force connections with my Brother may be a key in finding him, and my husband if he is..."

She paused, swallowng. "Still trapped. I suggest you send Panthar and Aaron to the Hornett to make connections with those who are there and get a ship, and send me to Degobah to begin looking for my Brother. Perhaps then my presence will not be immediately troubling to those who will surely be hesitant, and I can begin assisting with the skills that I have."

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I turn to her, watching her closely as she surveys this scene.

"I agree with your assessment," I continue, now stepping a bit to one side away from the Octahedron.

"If you have what you jedi call a 'force connection' with your brother, you will indeed be of the greatest use in actually pinpointing his location within the caves of Dagobah.

"Once pinpointed, it will be a simple thing for me to remove him from the dire straits he has labored within for so long a time."

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As was her brother.

"Will you send Panthar and Captain Barnes via a Portal to the Hornett, or shall we wait until Jharmeen and Lord Phalomir return and go via a ship we find on K'eel Doba as planned? I would go ahead in the meantime, if that is what we stick to, via a TIE interceptor or otherwise. I fear time is precious if he has been in that cave for any length of time as it appears."

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"Perhaps there will be no need to travel by such a slow method as a ship," I state as once again I turn to the Octahedron. This time I bid it show me the position of the Hornett; the resulting image justifies by suspicions.

For quite suddenly revealed is the planet Dagobah, around which is orbiting a large SSD. I wave a hand toward the device.

"Perhaps it would expedite matters if you are given a communications device from one of those here, and are then sent directly to the planet's surface. From there we might contact this great ship, do what is necessary to regain your brother, and return here to my Temple.

"All, perhaps, in less time than it takes Lord Phalomir and Lady Graysith to accomplish the goals they themselves set out to do."

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He paused then, checking his hip holster for a blaster and reminding himself that Terrin would jump into the fray immediately for any of the EE crew, and that Shawn had done so as well.

So it was time for him to do so as well.

"I think we're all ready; let's do it."

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(((OOC: Rykounagin travels to 'Tears of the Rancor' in this forum.)))

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I say no more but reach out a clawed hand, and with my talents quickly open a rip in the continuum we call spacetime. It roils and writhes off to the side of the Crystal Octahedron, but from its mysterious depths there comes the occasional cry of some animal, a waft of moisture, the scent of things green and living.

"Shall we go, then," I state, now taking a small step back while the hand which has opened the rip turns upward, beckoning the others to enter therein that we might go on about the task we have set upon ourselves.

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Falling silent at that, Shayla stepped into through the portal, the others following behind her as she did so.

(((OCC: Follow Shayla, Aaron and Panthar into Out of the Unknown in the CSWU.)))

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"The Sith logs, in sith ship they are," he reminded the young woman even as she disappeared through the portal the Dark Lord had opened.

"Not paying attention, was she?"

He was stopped before he could say anything further by a quick but meaningful look Lord Aelvedaar shot his way. But he held his ground, now nodding toward the Sith sorcerer as that magickal being followed the young woman through the portal.

"Wait here will I, until logs I have to decipher."

With that he moved off to a quiet shadowy spot, there to stand and observe until called upon to assist.

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The unexpected flippancy coming from the Verpine provokes me to sending a stern glance his way.

"You shall have logs to decipher, once we have safely returned with the Jedi," I tell him, now turning to the Portal myself. "When we return we shall go to Ch'arlingua; there we will find Sith ships plenty from which logs might be obtained."

The Verpine backs away into the shadows as I step forth into the surreal one I have ripped into the essence of all that is. But-- there is something unfamiliar, something not quite of the ordinary; colors that should not exist swirl and writhe about me, colors that appear from nowhere and integrate themselves into the non-color of the Portal.

It is too late to turn back. Forced by the suddenly closing Portal I can only hasten quickly forward, feeling deep my my gut that something, somewhere, is terribly, terribly wrong.

((OOC: Please follow Lord Aelvedaar into If You Go Out in the Woods Today in the "CSWU" forums, thank you.))

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The spacetime rip, rather than remaining black and writhing, suddenly seemed to freeze. This strange state of affairs was immediately followed by a burst of color which flared forth, casting a weird, chromatic shadow on the floor of Aelvedaar's sanctum sanctorum. The colors had scarcely faded, when the Portal simply disappeared.

The insectoid engineer cocked his head, and chattered his mandibles for a moment. Then he turned to Aeylmaar, who was off studying images in the Crystal Octahedron.

"Usual, is this?" he asked, his manner nonchalant due to the tough carapace which prevented him from any emotional displays. Giving another clack of his mouth-parts, he approached the young Heir Apparent, who had turned round in surprise to face him.

"Strange colors, from the Portal came," K'kihl elaborated, pointing to the ominously empty spot formerly occupied by the rip. "After the sorcerer, departed he had."

He allowed his mandibles to clatter a final time as he let his arm drop, then fell silent.

((OOC: This thread continues in Another Shade of All in the "Jedi/Sith" forums, thank you.))

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