((This post is a closed spar and unrelated to any roleplaying of the Galactic story. This roleplay never happened)) “Quick, keep moving! Don’t look back! Keep moving!”. The sky was a swirl of black and grey with white sparks of lightening that quickly formed and then vanished. Twelve individuals were sprinting as fast as their legs could, moving up a huge spiraling staircase that was exposed to the elements of the outside. A storm was forming leaving the air cold, each person’s warm breath now a visible cloud escaping them. “We’re almost there, don’t slow down!”. The group were heading towards the highest landing platform in the vicinity, their diplomatic crusade ship was now their waiting for them. Five marines lead the group, all dressed in a white military suit and armed with a black rifle. Behind them were four diplomats of mixed species, and dressed in red ceremonial robes. Guarding from behind were three Jedi dressed in their usual Jedi robes. The only one that spoke was the one furthest at the back, Jedi Master Koal. Eventually they reached the top, revealing an enormous circular platform, probably two hundred feet in diameter. The platform was made of solid metal and a mesh fence, no taller than seven foot ran around the entire circumference. The ship’s ramp dropped and the marines dispersed giving one quick scout of the area. With the coast seemingly clear, the diplomats ran straight onto the ship and were quickly followed by the marines and one of the Jedi. The Jedi Master did not run onto the platform and simply stood still at the bottom. The younger Jedi, a human boy, was already half way up the ramp and turned his body. . “Master, what are you waiting for?” “Damien. I need you to go ahead without me. Take the diplomats to a safe location and I will join you shortly.” Whilst the Jedi Master often sounded calm and composed, his padawan heard Koal’s word’s in a tone he had never heard before. “But – what.” “Damien! Don’t question me. You have been a fine padawan but it is time I face this darksider alone. Complete this mission without me. After I have defeated this Sith I will find you back on Coruscant." Koal turned his body slightly, his head glancing at the platform’s only entrance. The darksider would arrive any moment. The ship had to go now. The young padawan turned his body with great resistance, biting his lip as he moved deeper into the ship. Instantly the ships ramp went up and the diplomatic ships engines ignited taking it into the sky. The storms were bad but it would find its destination – that was so long as there wasn’t a certain darksider following it. Turning his whole body now Koal faced the empty sky. The Jedi Master was tall, 6’1 to be precise and a solid athletic build. He parted his robes before sliding them off to the floor revealing a black tunic and a belt equipped with two lightsabers at his hips. His head was shaved in a militant cut and his face was covered in black stubble. Koal gripped both lightsabers in each hand and took a slow deep breath. He could sense his old friend had arrived.