Vex could feel it.
The further down below the planet's crust they got, the stronger the dark side was becoming. This was completely unlike that time on Rakata Prime. The dark side there felt muted somehow. Like she had just blown dust off an old shelf. But it was still strong here. Nearly as strong as she had felt it on Korriban. She didn't imagine the lift was taking them directly to their target, but they would be close. The path would be through the mines somewhere. But it also meant entering some parts of the prison that hadn't seen visitors in thousands of years. In other words, there was no telling what was down here.
The Acolyte was certainly curious about it. He had taken her suggestion well enough. Spoken up, even if she had refused to give him much information. She supposed she had to reward that. But she wasn't about to give away the whole puzzle. "This planet has been a prison world for a very long time," she replied. "The parts of it we're about to enter, if the old records are to be believed, are more ancient than the Jedi Order itself." The lift came to a halt at the bottom, and Vex removed the rickety fencing separating them from the mine. "I believe another Sith Lord used the old prison facilities as a hiding place for part of his legacy. But I can't risk wasting the Empress' time without confirming my suspicion."
It was enough. She left out the important bits. Mentions of Emperor Palpatine tended to evoke... visceral reactions in people, even other Sith. Mostly, her Sith fellows wanted scraps of his power. Some were willing to kill for it. She couldn't risk that. Not yet.
The path ahead was dark. She lit her lightsaber as a light source, holding it in front of her like a torch. "Search for anything hieroglyphic. Like Old Sith, but older. You won't recognize the dialect." She won't either. She couldn't read a lick of it on Lehon, but it wasn't important to read it. It was only important for detecting the direction they would take.
"In the meantime," she continued, waving her saber about the cave, examining the walls for markings as they walked. "Tell me, who taught you to be so damn persistent? Most Acolytes would have had a dozen blaster holes in their body after that ordeal in the warden's fortress." @Phoenix
The further down below the planet's crust they got, the stronger the dark side was becoming. This was completely unlike that time on Rakata Prime. The dark side there felt muted somehow. Like she had just blown dust off an old shelf. But it was still strong here. Nearly as strong as she had felt it on Korriban. She didn't imagine the lift was taking them directly to their target, but they would be close. The path would be through the mines somewhere. But it also meant entering some parts of the prison that hadn't seen visitors in thousands of years. In other words, there was no telling what was down here.
The Acolyte was certainly curious about it. He had taken her suggestion well enough. Spoken up, even if she had refused to give him much information. She supposed she had to reward that. But she wasn't about to give away the whole puzzle. "This planet has been a prison world for a very long time," she replied. "The parts of it we're about to enter, if the old records are to be believed, are more ancient than the Jedi Order itself." The lift came to a halt at the bottom, and Vex removed the rickety fencing separating them from the mine. "I believe another Sith Lord used the old prison facilities as a hiding place for part of his legacy. But I can't risk wasting the Empress' time without confirming my suspicion."
It was enough. She left out the important bits. Mentions of Emperor Palpatine tended to evoke... visceral reactions in people, even other Sith. Mostly, her Sith fellows wanted scraps of his power. Some were willing to kill for it. She couldn't risk that. Not yet.
The path ahead was dark. She lit her lightsaber as a light source, holding it in front of her like a torch. "Search for anything hieroglyphic. Like Old Sith, but older. You won't recognize the dialect." She won't either. She couldn't read a lick of it on Lehon, but it wasn't important to read it. It was only important for detecting the direction they would take.
"In the meantime," she continued, waving her saber about the cave, examining the walls for markings as they walked. "Tell me, who taught you to be so damn persistent? Most Acolytes would have had a dozen blaster holes in their body after that ordeal in the warden's fortress." @Phoenix