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Crumbling Ruin: Dark Chamber ~~~ Ripley couldn't tell if the Sith woman was being sincere or sardonic with her "You’ve been quite the asset to our little expedition party" comment. After such a public display of instability, the Arkanian had to assume the latter despite the woman's sincere...

Crumbling Ruin: The Chamber ~~~ Voices echoed. Ripley's companions were talking, but the Arkanian might as well have been deaf. Their words were wholly undistinguishable, every phonetic twisting and contorting into jumbled up nonsense. It was like listening to the insane ramblings of a...

"But do you believe either of you have the ability to achieve this?" Ripley's keen eyes slid toward Xolani, white irises taking in his countenance and his words. The Monk, on the other hand, was impossible to read. The Arkanian did not know if he had perfected this ability over the decades of...

Crumbling Ruin: Dark Chamber ~~~ Lightening shot forth from Sah'ra Ryun's hand, crackling and hot. Its blue bolts illuminated the hallway ahead of the pair, but Ripley wished it hadn't. Ripley had always hated the unknown, hated that there was knowledge she did not possess, but this time...

"The knowledge will never leave you - it will lurk within the confines of your minds for as long as you live. Behind every blink of your eye and hidden within every dream you could possibly have. The pain of deaths beyond the understanding of mortals will be your constant companion in this life...

Crumbling Ruin: The Chamber ~~~ So much for splitting up, Ripley thought to herself, considering the raven haired man and his jester companion with disdain. For all of the former's bravado and coarse boasting, he hadn't lasted two minutes before tucking tail and chasing after the two women into...

Crumbling Ruin: The Chamber ~~~ Lips slightly parted, Ripley stared up at the mural etched across stone. Some of the glyphs matched those that had been on the altar, but some she had never seen before a day in her life. It was strange that she should not recognize them, since a good part of her...

As soon as the monk's thumb pressed itself against her forehead, Ripley's eyes rolled to the back of her head. The Arkanian sunk to her knees, no longer able to support her own weight. Invisible forces far more powerful than anything she could have ever imagined pulled her one way and then the...

Crumbling Ruin: Dark Chamber ~~~ Try as he might, the Mandalorian's flamethrower did little to put an end to the swarming wasps, their glowing red eyes indicative of their murderous intent and mysterious vitality. The magic of this place had taken hold of each of them in some way or another, and...

You Want More. This was the specter's summation of the pair, of their desires and their motivation for coming to Jedha in the first place. It was a general declaration, but Ripley could not fault the accuracy of the statement even if it was an over simplification. It was the specter's accusing...

Crumbling Ruins: The Altar ~~~ Cool water flowed silently around the tips of Ripley's fingers, its effects strangely calming and comforting in a way she had not expected. If the Arkanian closed her eyes, she could almost imagine she was somewhere else. A breathtaking beach on Spire with a cool...

Crumbling Ruins: The Altar ~~~ Frozen in time, Ripley held quite still. Unmoving and silent, not even daring to breathe lest it disturb the bizarre and marvelous trance the glyph had pulled her into. She gazed intently at the symbol, white eyes unblinking as her breath caught in her throat and...

The unembodied cloak moved steadily onward, the two humans trailing behind it. Without any persuasion, coaxing, or force, this specter had convinced both Xolani and Ripley to follow it into the unknown. Without any knowledge of their destination or the footing of their next step, they followed...

Crumbling Ruin: The Altar ~~~ "Thank you," she replied once the Mandalorian had agreed to try. Ripley watched with bated breath as the Mandalorian moved toward the ancient sword and attempted to return it to its proper place at the center of the shrine. Would it trigger some hidden mechanism...

Ripley watched with eyes wide and waiting as the green kyber crystal struck the bronze bowl, shaking it as a ringing filled her ears. Gradually, the bowl fell still but not silent. The ringing did not stop, only growing louder as it pierced the Arkanian's ears. It was not natural. It was not...