JEDI TEMPLE, KRO VAR, UNKNOWN REGIONS
The frozen sphere rolled in the air, turning this way and that in defiance of gravity. A dusting of snow fell in a steady stream as it swirled, gathering on the mirrored, frozen floor.
Dash stood beneath his creation in a scant training robe, blue eyes gazing up as he gently moved his outstretched hands, manipulating the sphere. It was only a warm up, but it still took concentration to keep aloft and spinning.
Ezra should be here soon. His man would find the Kro Var temple a far cry from the hollow mountain he had last visited. Dash and his team had now been working on the place for several months, carving out a network of corridors and chambers deep inside the peak. Machinery and hard labour had moved much of the earth, but the Rhinnalian’s talents had proved uniquely suited to working ice and rock.
Dash was particularly proud of this chamber, set beneath all the others, on the site of the sealed nexus. He intended it to be the heart of the temple and had given it special attention, pouring his heart and soul into the emerging archways and vaulted ice ceiling.
The untapped energy that had once swirled beneath the stone seal was now contained beneath a transparent frozen floor. Strange light glinted in the darkness below. It was the Force in its purest form, just what the Jedi needed to meditate, channel their powers and hold the darkness at bay.
But it was tainted still. Twisted by Jadis’ influence. The more time Dash spent in the vicinity, the more he could almost visualise the malaise that afflicted it, like oil floating atop water. It needed purifying. Only then could it truly fuel the temple with the Light and ensure this place was a lasting bastion for the Jedi.
Dash thought he knew how, but he would need help. Ezra had the skill and power, that was for sure.
They could skip past the fact he hated this place, surely?
@Sreeya