The ocean world of Ahch-To looks to be nothing but blue seas from the distance of space. Dotting the oceans, however, are chains of rocky island that jut upwards to form shallow, sloping mountain ranges with small, flattened plateaus. Rich green trees and other small flora grow along the sedimentary stone, untouched by anything more than small avian creatures looking for a place to nest. Carved into the stones of the various islands are sets of winding, ascending and man-made pathways.

The crisp, clean air that wisps off the ocean helps maintain a fairly mild temperature during the day, with a healthy chill at sunset. Storms have been reported to flare up from time to time, leaving only the highest points of the islands safe from a rising tide. Porgs litter the islands, the oceans teem with a wide variety of fish, and large, docile Thala-sirens loiter on the rocky shores.

Although better known as the legendary home of the Jedi Order, a species of small-statured amphibious natives live simple lives as caretakers of the Jedi ruins. The ruins themselves are primarily small collections of stone huts, although numerous hidden caves dot the islands. Some contain evidence of previous habitation; many more house strong Force auras with mysterious effects on sentient beings, particularly Force-sensitives.

Brotherhood investigators believe that Ahch-To may still be home to a number of relics hidden away by the ancient Jedi Order. Recently they have uncovered the location of what they believe to be a large cache of artifacts, hidden in a cave on one of Ahch-To's remote islands. This information is a closely guarded secret, and you have been handed the task of uncovering and retrieving these relics. Other members of the Brotherhood, however, have also learned of the artifacts location. Another agent has been sent to follow you and retrieve the artifacts for their own purposes.

Kamjin squinted at the horizon. He did not want to be here, and the shuttle was late returning. He didn't know if it was a punishment or a reward that the new Grandmaster and seen fit to have him oversee the collection of Force relics littered about on this Sith forsaken rock. Undoubtedly it was meant as an opportunity for him to select the more interesting objects for himself. Instead, he had spent the whole trip ruminating on the unexpected change in fortunes. Years of work spent in the study of Lord Dacien. His mannerisms. His desires. His plots. All wasted with his sudden disappearances and the ascent of Darth Renatus.

Darth Renatus...that was a challenge for a year from now. Not today and Kamjin did not like being caught unprepared. While he knew he'd recover at this moment, staring out into the emerald greens and indigo blues of the unceasing ocean his rage simmered; longing for release. it was beneath him, he knew it, and yet...he wanted a fight. Like a moth caught in the flicker of a flame it was irresistible to him.

"Hey, watch it!"

Kamjin spun around, his cloak flapping majestically in the breeze. A Thisspiassian was berating one of the technicians operating a crane. Kamjin guessed that the crate surrounded by dust had narrowly avoided its tail. It was a flimsy pretense but it was enough. "What do you think you're doing?" Kamjin sneered as he approached. For the moment the Thisspiassian was hovering his torso off the ground similar to Kamjin's height. "These relics are worth more to the Brotherhood than you. When they're working you get out of the way."

The Thisspiassian, one Hector Von Ricmore, stared at Kamjin in bewildered amusement. Kamjin read the look as though the man was either dense or stupid. He didn't know which. He didn't care at the moment. Decades of Imperial propaganda poisoned his mind despite his deep rooted connections with numerous alien species. "Can you not understand me? I said, get out of the way." Kamjin grabbed the closest arm of the quad-pedal alien and gestured towards the landing pad where a queue of technicians were awaiting the delayed transport.

"Justicar Kamjin, I..." before Hector could finish his statement Kamjin had cut him off. "I don't want to hear it. You are impending the progress of this operation and I will hold you in contempt if you don't obey." Spittle was flying from Kamjin's mouth as his eyes pulsed yellow-red as he gave in to his baser instincts. The Dark Side is a drug that true Masters learned to harness. Yet the temptation is always there for even the most experienced of Sith to drink to deeply.

"Sir, unhand me."

"Or what?" Kamjin tugged the Thisspiassian towards the landing pad. Hector had had enough. He reared his torso up, yanking his hand free from the Justicar's grasp. Towering over Kamjin, Hector stretched out his arms in an impressive display of aggressiveness. Kamjin smirked, he was no simple creature challenging this man over his territory. He was the alpha predator and this was the opening he had so preciously desired. "You are to be placed under arrest for resisting a lawful order."

Kamjin's smirk grew into a broad smile as he watched the Thisspiassian begin to sway rhythmically, almost hypnotically, on his tail as he raised up his two primary limbs in a defensive stance. There was no style to it. No beauty. He almost felt pity for what was going to happen. With a flick of his hand a rock from one of the crumpled ruins darted towards the Thisspiassian's head. In the moment he shifted his attention to dodge, Kamjin pounced. Closing the short distance Kamjin and planted his fist into the massive abdomen of the man. Kamjin laughed as he remembered his training and the instructor who told him IMAS's favored tactic was called 'defanging the serpent.'

As Hector groaned and grasped at his belly with his lower arms, Kamjin grasped upon one. Yanking down he launched himself around and onto the Thisspiassian's back. Grasping the other arm, Kamjin stretched himself back, hyper extending the man's two lower arms behind him as the Justicar rode the thrashing serpent. Kamjin laughed as Hector tried to buck the Justicar off his back. The Thisspiassian's tail lashed out, crashing into the wall of one of the crumbling buildings causing it to collapse.

Kamjin moved to plant his knee into the long back bone of the Thisspiassian as he pulled harder on the two lower limbs. Hector raged and in Kamjin's gleeful distraction was able to grab the Justicar's head with his upper arms. Kamjin let out a scream as the creature hoisted him off his back and sent him soaring through the air. He connected hard with the wall of another shamble of a hut. If not for his armor he'd have broken his back as the building collapsed upon him.

"Enough!" The Thisspiassian hissed as he returned to his swaying. After a moment Kamjin dug himself out of the rubble. He spat blood on the cracked stone as he stood up. Reaching into his cloak he withdrew and ignited his blood-red lightsaber. Positioning it in-front of himself, his eyes blazing yellow-red, he smirked as blood slipped down his chin. "Hardly."