Getting a ride to Crait hadn't been easy, but she'd managed it. Desolate, remote and undeveloped, it was the last place you'd think to look for important information. But that's where Nara was.
Before she'd left the Jedi Order, she'd been interested in old bases and sites of importance. One archive had mentioned an old Rebel base, repurposed as a brief Resistance command during the First Order takeover, over a century before. Whilst the chances of finding any Jedi artefacts there was slim, both groups had been searching for remnants of the old Order for years. Maybe they had some more leads for what she was looking for?
Finding the base wasn't all that hard. The ancient bulkhead had started to wear, with more than a hundred years of erosion and salt. It still bore the massive scars of some attack, some sort of explosion that punched a hole right through the thick metal. Nara could barely imagine what sort of weapon did that. Made her shiver as she clutched her cloak around herself. Still... it meant an easy way in. She stepped in through the hole, hearing her boots thud on the melted, old remnants of the bulkhead. Inside, she reached into her pack and took out a glowstick, cracking it to life and bathing the darkness in a soft, green light.
Crates that once held supplies and weapons lined up amongst the vast entrance, with trails and rails for moving them deeper into the mine system. It felt like nobody had been in here for decades. If she could find the computer system and somehow spark it to life, she could get in the network. She could find some hint of where to go. Perfect.
Before she'd left the Jedi Order, she'd been interested in old bases and sites of importance. One archive had mentioned an old Rebel base, repurposed as a brief Resistance command during the First Order takeover, over a century before. Whilst the chances of finding any Jedi artefacts there was slim, both groups had been searching for remnants of the old Order for years. Maybe they had some more leads for what she was looking for?
Finding the base wasn't all that hard. The ancient bulkhead had started to wear, with more than a hundred years of erosion and salt. It still bore the massive scars of some attack, some sort of explosion that punched a hole right through the thick metal. Nara could barely imagine what sort of weapon did that. Made her shiver as she clutched her cloak around herself. Still... it meant an easy way in. She stepped in through the hole, hearing her boots thud on the melted, old remnants of the bulkhead. Inside, she reached into her pack and took out a glowstick, cracking it to life and bathing the darkness in a soft, green light.
Crates that once held supplies and weapons lined up amongst the vast entrance, with trails and rails for moving them deeper into the mine system. It felt like nobody had been in here for decades. If she could find the computer system and somehow spark it to life, she could get in the network. She could find some hint of where to go. Perfect.
@Casmer