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Whatever Alhazred had been expecting, it wasn't this. He had half-expected something similar to the hallway, with the ghosts of aeons past wanting their just due, or perhaps a wailing of anguish or torment aimed at him or the group. But this...this was different. Powerful emotions, that was to be expected, but
As a student and scholar of the Force, Alhazred wasn't sure if this qualified as 'wrong' or not. Unnatural? Perhaps. It wasn't exactly normal for spirits to remain in one place for so long, but then again, this wasn't any normal place in the galaxy, nor was this a normal situation. Who knew how the Force worked here? And who knew what had been done to accomplish whatever effect this room had?
Sadly, Alhazred didn't fully understand the languages spoken by the hologram . Binary, the language of droids, was impossibly complex for the tech-ignorant species, and his ancient Sith was more than just rusty. True, he somewhat understood the ancient Tionese now, but only slightly, thanks to the telepathy from earlier.
"At least it isn't hostile" Alhazred said looking back at the group, gesturing them to approach. Already, the Tin-Tin Dwarf was asking the hologram questions.
With no hope of understanding what was being spoken by the hologram, the Nu-Vaal focused on the Force instead. Perhaps, there was something to be gleaned by these spirits? The others, no doubt, would ask the 'Guildmaster' questions, but the raw emotions of the spirits needed to be addressed as well. Closing his eyes, Alhazred began to sift through the turbulant emotions, projecting his own thoughts into the Force, hoping to calm the ghosts down, if only a little.
@The Good Doctor @Charndley @Interdictor @Nefieslab @Logan @Laskt @Remileah @StephDLegend @René @Apollyon @Akheron @LouJoVi @AutoFox
Whatever Alhazred had been expecting, it wasn't this. He had half-expected something similar to the hallway, with the ghosts of aeons past wanting their just due, or perhaps a wailing of anguish or torment aimed at him or the group. But this...this was different. Powerful emotions, that was to be expected, but
As a student and scholar of the Force, Alhazred wasn't sure if this qualified as 'wrong' or not. Unnatural? Perhaps. It wasn't exactly normal for spirits to remain in one place for so long, but then again, this wasn't any normal place in the galaxy, nor was this a normal situation. Who knew how the Force worked here? And who knew what had been done to accomplish whatever effect this room had?
Sadly, Alhazred didn't fully understand the languages spoken by the hologram . Binary, the language of droids, was impossibly complex for the tech-ignorant species, and his ancient Sith was more than just rusty. True, he somewhat understood the ancient Tionese now, but only slightly, thanks to the telepathy from earlier.
"At least it isn't hostile" Alhazred said looking back at the group, gesturing them to approach. Already, the Tin-Tin Dwarf was asking the hologram questions.
With no hope of understanding what was being spoken by the hologram, the Nu-Vaal focused on the Force instead. Perhaps, there was something to be gleaned by these spirits? The others, no doubt, would ask the 'Guildmaster' questions, but the raw emotions of the spirits needed to be addressed as well. Closing his eyes, Alhazred began to sift through the turbulant emotions, projecting his own thoughts into the Force, hoping to calm the ghosts down, if only a little.
@The Good Doctor @Charndley @Interdictor @Nefieslab @Logan @Laskt @Remileah @StephDLegend @René @Apollyon @Akheron @LouJoVi @AutoFox