Post by Eliowyn f.k.a. Doraemon on Aug 26, 2005 17:50:07 GMT -5
[OOC] This is a continuation of my previous story rsetarq.proboards42.com/index.cgi?board=roleplay&action=display&thread=1119474620. It describes how my character became "glowy" (and yes it was the visit to the Temple of Exar Kun that did it) Enjoy! ;D
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Part Five:
As the mist scattered, a stone structure emerged. The building looked as if it had been standing guard over the forest for centuries. Its walls or what was left of them were covered in moss. Looking like some strange tree, the wooden door laid rotting on the ground engulfed by the surrounding plant life. Two figures stood under the entrance way. Shadows covered their faces making them indiscernible. All that could be distinguished was that one was clad in a cloak while the other was wearing armor that gleamed dully in the twilight night.
“You know what must be done…I forgive you and pray that she does too,” the familiar voice echoed in Eliowyn’s head. Blinking, she woke up from her sleep to find that the sun had already traveled more than halfway in the sky.
“Urgh!” she exclaimed and quickly threw on her favorite frock that had become more like her uniform. It was already past midday and she only had a few hours left until the flight to Yavin 4 departed. Throwing together her medical kit, a change of clothing, and of course her hair brush, she slung on her backpack, picked up a rifle, hopped on her swoop, and headed to Kor Vella.
As she waited for the planetary transport to arrive, Eliowyn tried to recall her dream. Even though she could never remember more than fragments of it, it’s the same dream she’s had ever since she was a child. She can recollect the two dark figures and the voice which sounded oddly soothing to her but she couldn’t match a face to the voice. This never really bothered her before but lately she’d been having the dream more frequently.
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Part Six:
The flash of light disappeared as quickly as it came and all that remained was darkness.
“Miss, we’re here,” said the steward as he gently shook Eliowyn awake.
She was excited about this trip. It was a good chance for her to gather some high quality DNA to use in her experiments. She’d been to the moon once before and wondered why she would ever go back but in the recesses of her mind a single thought nagged. This time it’ll be different.
Grabbing her things, she found herself in a place vastly different from the bustling metropolis from which she came. Except for some locals, the place was deserted. The ground was nothing more than grass and dirt. And aside from the starport which occupied half the outpost, there were only a few other buildings, most noticeably the cantina and a medical center.
“Hello Eliowyn! I never thought I would have the pleasure of meeting you again.” A Mon Calamari dressed in a white smock greeted her.
Smirking at the person she had come to call, friend, she quipped, “To be honest Doc, if it wasn’t for the fact that I ran out of DNA, I wouldn’t have come back. Hopefully this time, though, I won’t be needing your services.”
He chuckled, “Well if that’s the case, it’ll be MY turn to buy you a drink.”
“Agreed!” She laughed back.
Bidding farewell, Eliowyn turned on her radar and rode away from the relatively safe confines of the outpost.
“Well, I guess I better get started,” she thought anxiously.
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Part Seven:
She had stalked the tybis for over an hour - apparently it didn’t like to be poked by needles.
“Bantha poop! Where’d he go?” Eliowyn exclaimed as she slapped the side of the radar tracking device with her palm.
“Bah! All this work down the chute!”
Grumbling, she sat down on a nearby tree stumped and pulled out a maroj melon. Eliowyn let out a weary sigh as she peered at the contents in her medical bag. The sun had long fallen and all she had to show for her time was 6 vials of DNA. Closing her eyes briefly, she opened them again and realized she was in a middle of a large grove of trees. Looking up, she could barely make out where the canopy ended and the sky began. Filtered by the tree tops, the area was bathed with slivers of starlight. Illuminated by this light, a peculiar outcropping of rocks caught her eye. Drawing closer to it, she realized that it wasn’t a natural structure but a man-made one. A temple. Though long deserted the foundation was still solid; made of stone whose façade blended in with its surrounding so well that a casual passerby would merely think it was a rocky hill.
“This place looks familiar,” she thought. As she cleared away the vines hanging from what appeared to be an archway leading into the ancient temple, Eliowyn remember where she’d seen it before.
“In my dreams! This is the place in my dreams.”
Startled by the sound of leaves rustling behind her, she turned to face the direction from which the noise came.
Clutching her rifle tightly, she yelled, “Who’s there?”
“Do not be afraid Eliowyn. I am not here to harm you.” The voice softly said.
The dark figure of a man came into view. A plain brown robe, which seemed like it had weathered many storms, clung to his lanky frame. His white-bearded face, though wrinkled and worn, radiated warmth and kindness.
“How do you know my name? Who are you?” She pressed him further, still firmly grasping her rifle, which now was pointed at the stranger.
“Who am I does not matter. What matters is that I am here to give you this.” The man delved into his pocket and drew out a necklace. Dangling from the center was a diamond shaped pendant encasing a purplish blue crystal.
“This was your mother’s. She wanted you to have it when it was time for you to start your education. It is now that time.”
Raising an eyebrow, she inquired, “How do you know my mother? And what education are you talking about? I’ve already graduated…”
Before she could continue, the man waved a finger in front of her face, gesturing for her to remain quiet. “The education I am talking about cannot be learned in the classroom.”
Reaching out with his right hand and placing it on the barrel of the gun, he slowly lowered the rifle. Simultaneously, he handed her the necklace which he held in his left. Gazing into his eyes and knowing that he could be trusted, Eliowyn eased her grip on her gun and reached out for the necklace. The pendant felt warm to her touch and the crystal glowed faintly when it came in contact with her hand.
Putting on the necklace, she asked, “What is it that you want me to do?”
“I want you to go to a village on Dathomir. There you will find people who will start you on your education. A word of warning, the journey can be a perilous one. You might want to get some assistance.”
Looking down at the pendant and rubbing her thumb on the crystal, a thought entered her mind. “Tell me about my mother.” Eliowyn raised her head to face the stranger but it was too late. He had melted into the shadows from which he came and she was once again alone in the forest…
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Part Five:
As the mist scattered, a stone structure emerged. The building looked as if it had been standing guard over the forest for centuries. Its walls or what was left of them were covered in moss. Looking like some strange tree, the wooden door laid rotting on the ground engulfed by the surrounding plant life. Two figures stood under the entrance way. Shadows covered their faces making them indiscernible. All that could be distinguished was that one was clad in a cloak while the other was wearing armor that gleamed dully in the twilight night.
“You know what must be done…I forgive you and pray that she does too,” the familiar voice echoed in Eliowyn’s head. Blinking, she woke up from her sleep to find that the sun had already traveled more than halfway in the sky.
“Urgh!” she exclaimed and quickly threw on her favorite frock that had become more like her uniform. It was already past midday and she only had a few hours left until the flight to Yavin 4 departed. Throwing together her medical kit, a change of clothing, and of course her hair brush, she slung on her backpack, picked up a rifle, hopped on her swoop, and headed to Kor Vella.
As she waited for the planetary transport to arrive, Eliowyn tried to recall her dream. Even though she could never remember more than fragments of it, it’s the same dream she’s had ever since she was a child. She can recollect the two dark figures and the voice which sounded oddly soothing to her but she couldn’t match a face to the voice. This never really bothered her before but lately she’d been having the dream more frequently.
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Part Six:
The flash of light disappeared as quickly as it came and all that remained was darkness.
“Miss, we’re here,” said the steward as he gently shook Eliowyn awake.
She was excited about this trip. It was a good chance for her to gather some high quality DNA to use in her experiments. She’d been to the moon once before and wondered why she would ever go back but in the recesses of her mind a single thought nagged. This time it’ll be different.
Grabbing her things, she found herself in a place vastly different from the bustling metropolis from which she came. Except for some locals, the place was deserted. The ground was nothing more than grass and dirt. And aside from the starport which occupied half the outpost, there were only a few other buildings, most noticeably the cantina and a medical center.
“Hello Eliowyn! I never thought I would have the pleasure of meeting you again.” A Mon Calamari dressed in a white smock greeted her.
Smirking at the person she had come to call, friend, she quipped, “To be honest Doc, if it wasn’t for the fact that I ran out of DNA, I wouldn’t have come back. Hopefully this time, though, I won’t be needing your services.”
He chuckled, “Well if that’s the case, it’ll be MY turn to buy you a drink.”
“Agreed!” She laughed back.
Bidding farewell, Eliowyn turned on her radar and rode away from the relatively safe confines of the outpost.
“Well, I guess I better get started,” she thought anxiously.
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Part Seven:
She had stalked the tybis for over an hour - apparently it didn’t like to be poked by needles.
“Bantha poop! Where’d he go?” Eliowyn exclaimed as she slapped the side of the radar tracking device with her palm.
“Bah! All this work down the chute!”
Grumbling, she sat down on a nearby tree stumped and pulled out a maroj melon. Eliowyn let out a weary sigh as she peered at the contents in her medical bag. The sun had long fallen and all she had to show for her time was 6 vials of DNA. Closing her eyes briefly, she opened them again and realized she was in a middle of a large grove of trees. Looking up, she could barely make out where the canopy ended and the sky began. Filtered by the tree tops, the area was bathed with slivers of starlight. Illuminated by this light, a peculiar outcropping of rocks caught her eye. Drawing closer to it, she realized that it wasn’t a natural structure but a man-made one. A temple. Though long deserted the foundation was still solid; made of stone whose façade blended in with its surrounding so well that a casual passerby would merely think it was a rocky hill.
“This place looks familiar,” she thought. As she cleared away the vines hanging from what appeared to be an archway leading into the ancient temple, Eliowyn remember where she’d seen it before.
“In my dreams! This is the place in my dreams.”
Startled by the sound of leaves rustling behind her, she turned to face the direction from which the noise came.
Clutching her rifle tightly, she yelled, “Who’s there?”
“Do not be afraid Eliowyn. I am not here to harm you.” The voice softly said.
The dark figure of a man came into view. A plain brown robe, which seemed like it had weathered many storms, clung to his lanky frame. His white-bearded face, though wrinkled and worn, radiated warmth and kindness.
“How do you know my name? Who are you?” She pressed him further, still firmly grasping her rifle, which now was pointed at the stranger.
“Who am I does not matter. What matters is that I am here to give you this.” The man delved into his pocket and drew out a necklace. Dangling from the center was a diamond shaped pendant encasing a purplish blue crystal.
“This was your mother’s. She wanted you to have it when it was time for you to start your education. It is now that time.”
Raising an eyebrow, she inquired, “How do you know my mother? And what education are you talking about? I’ve already graduated…”
Before she could continue, the man waved a finger in front of her face, gesturing for her to remain quiet. “The education I am talking about cannot be learned in the classroom.”
Reaching out with his right hand and placing it on the barrel of the gun, he slowly lowered the rifle. Simultaneously, he handed her the necklace which he held in his left. Gazing into his eyes and knowing that he could be trusted, Eliowyn eased her grip on her gun and reached out for the necklace. The pendant felt warm to her touch and the crystal glowed faintly when it came in contact with her hand.
Putting on the necklace, she asked, “What is it that you want me to do?”
“I want you to go to a village on Dathomir. There you will find people who will start you on your education. A word of warning, the journey can be a perilous one. You might want to get some assistance.”
Looking down at the pendant and rubbing her thumb on the crystal, a thought entered her mind. “Tell me about my mother.” Eliowyn raised her head to face the stranger but it was too late. He had melted into the shadows from which he came and she was once again alone in the forest…
<--- wishes she has a banana...
