Me 11 Jan 03

 

I thread my way through the city streets, heading for the city centre. I make sure that Kija is at my side, since getting separated would be a problem - and in the crowded streets, it's entirely possible.

First things first. Making sure that we aren't being followed, I stroll into a small inn at the street corner and set about obtaining rooms for the both of us. After all, we'll be here fora week, and I don't want to have to sleep on a street corner.

Me 10 Feb 03

 

Krasus weighs the lightsaber in his hand, then ignites it. Grasping the hilt with both hands, he blocks the blows. Feeling slightly more confident, he takes a step to the side and raises the saber to block any further blows.

Me 28 Mar 08

 

IC: Kara Dysar

Mineshaft

This section of the shaft would have been unremarkable had it not been carpeted in corpses. Kara nearly tripped over the first one they came across, but the quartet of Jedi continued through steadily, picking their footsteps with care.

Then, without warning, the swirling darkness around them seemed to abruptly thicken, flooding through the air and the Force. Caught off guard by the combined assault of the dark side and claustrophobia and panic, Kara staggered, her lightsaber wavering dangerously - frantically she tried to close her mind -

You will die here

We all die here

The Dark is everywhere

No! Kara clutched her head with her free hand, for the lot of good it would do. This was definitely a situation where natural emphatic ability was a very bad thing to have. Dimly, she registered that Vic had called out something, that Kimara had snarled a reply, that there was movement at her feet - movement? Something grabbed at her leg, clawing at her with surprising force. Instinctively, Kara lashed out with her lightsaber, catching that - thing - on the shoulder and shearing through.

Another slammed into her back, and this time Kara nearly went down. The Jedi Knight spun and slashed again. By now she had the darkness at bay and she could think again. And her mind finally registered that they weren't under attack by just anything - they were the very corpses that they had been stepping over.

Around her, the other Jedi were fighting as well. The corpses were everywhere, animated by some dark sorcery that kept them moving through what should have been fatal damage -

"Move!" Vic yelled. Kara, having arrived at the conclusion that they were dead if they stayed put, had no problems with that plan. Stabbing at the corpse that had tried to grab her arm, Kara shook it off and did her best to run forward, cutting through the undead in her way.

TAG: WJ, Nem, Trimaj, Despised