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Whispers branched out in the Force touching the minds of the followers of the Light and the Dark alike. Both the Jedi Order and The Sith Eternal had sent investigators to Mustafar for their own reasons, answering the same call. It was not obvious, but as both groups approached the world they would feel a distant calling. Whoever or whatever had called them here, wanted to be found.
As both groups arrived at their destination, Fortress Vader, they began searching for that distant whisper that beckoned them deeper within. As the two groups explored, they discovered each other in the long-abandoned meditation chamber of Darth Vader. The room radiated pain, suffering, and death. The presence was clearly hostile to all who entered.
Before the Jedi and Sith Eternal followers could interact with one another, the ground began to shake violently. Dust fell from the ceiling as the walls appeared on the verge of totally collapsing. The smell of sulfur filled the room as the quake grew even more intense. Before anyone had a chance to escape the room, the floor collapsed underneath their feet, pulling both parties down.
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Four of the original eight Jedi and Sith Eternal would find themselves recovering from the stunning impact from the fall, landing hard on a smooth stone floor as the Fortress shook above them. A small cloud of dust and detritus would cover them, a glance above showing the ceiling having caved in upon itself to block the way they had come from. At least, with the severe lack of light in the corridor around them, that is what they THINK they can see. There are no lights of any source in the corridor, a quick feel with one's hands able to show the hallway for what it is. Even to those who may have studied the Fortress and its layout before journeying to Mustafar, their current location in the structure still wouldn't seem to make any sense.
Perhaps the most disturbing thing was the lack of sound. There was no hum of electricity, no more tremors or moving rocks. Even one's breath seemed to be muted, yet if one strained their ears they could hear the slow drip of liquid into a larger pool, coming from deeper down the corridor. At the opposite end of the hall, nearly out of sight, was some strange kind of red light. It was illuminating a cloud of mist, making it seem like a hanging veil of blood. Nothing save the darkness stirred around the four adventurers. They would all know one thing, though: staying put could be dangerous, deep in the bowels of the Fortress.
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