November Open Log

[drawsghosts]

Who: Darth Imperius and YOU
What: Catch-all log
When: November
Where: Various places
Content Warning: Slavery mention


Studying
The Archive has become on of Talwyn's usual haunts. He's a scholar, so seeing him with his nose buried in a book isn't an unusual sight. Right now, he's reading up on old rituals, and there's a book about the deities that inhabit the Trench nearby too. Next to him is his Sith holocron, in case he needs to meditate over something familiar.

Shopping
Even if it's not the clothing stores of Dromund Kaas or Nar Shaddaa, Talwyn still likes to treat himself to a new piece of clothing sometimes. He should also think about commissioning a new set of robes from the local tailors. He browses the scarfs, eyeing the different patterns and colors, before selecting a plain knitted one made from soft purple yarn.

"I swear, the good tailors can only be found with the Sith Empire. It's why we have so much better fashion."

Working Out
A Sith mustn't get rusty or let oneself get lazy, and thus Talwyn is on the beach, double-bladed lightsaber in hand, purple blades blazing. He pivots and twirls, spinning the weapon in his hand, battling imaginary enemies. Normally he'd do this with droids or dummies. One of the blades sweeps the sand, sending up a cloud of fine granules. He borders between aggressive and graceful, powerful and agile, changing up his style every once in a while.

He stops to take a break, closing the weapon and reaching for his canteen to take a quick drink.

Wildcard
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Comments

[ezra_of_lothal]

Ezra shrugs uncomfortably, because every bled crystal that he's spent any amount of time around, while open to the Force, sounds like it's in pain, to him.

"I'd...wondered if something can be made to serve well enough to serve as focus for a lightsaber, but I didn't know it had ever been done. When you make a crystal like that, does it-"

He pauses, trying to figure out the right words. "Every time I have gotten a crystal it's been Trial, of sorts. Visions. And it's always felt clear to me that I was being entrusted with something alive, in its way."

[drawsghosts]

"I saw no visions when I made my crystal. I did meditate over the crystal as it was being forged, guiding its creation with the Force. I do know what you mean by the feeling of being entrusted with something alive, because it's just as Force sensitive as a natural crystal."

He's read that synthetic crystals make stronger blades and can be more in tune with their wielders, but he's never used a natural kyber crystal so he has no basis for comparison. He also knows that oftentimes those informational texts can be colored by the biases of the Sith who wrote them.

[ezra_of_lothal]

Ezra mulls that information over for a moment. Part of him wants to believe there's some better about the trials, the crystal and Force user choosing each other.

But the technique sounds so useful, he has to ask. "Would you...be willing to teach me how to do that? Do you think we could find close enough to right materials, here?"

He grins sheepishly. "I'm on my third 'saber, and we could be here a long time."

[drawsghosts]

"I'd be honored to teach you," Talwyn smiles. "Such knowledge should be shared. I can see about rigging up a forge, and we can see about acquiring the materials to make the crystal. Crystals can be made from all sorts of minerals, such as krayt pearls or ice jewels."

[ezra_of_lothal]

Ezra breaks into a warm smile.

"What do you think about blood stones?"

[drawsghosts]

"I don't see why they wouldn't work." He looks at the holocron. "Perhaps there's something in here-" he taps the artifact. "About making a geological compressor."

[ezra_of_lothal]

"Not information I've gone specifically looking for, before," Ezra says, agreeably. "So Archives, or holocrons, could be all be sources."