HAC-71 BATCH-03 MOSEL-21 ‘Hac’ vs. Ellac Conrat

HAC-71 BATCH-03 MOSEL-21 ‘Hac’

Equite 1, Equite tier, The Collective
Male Chiss, Force Disciple, Marauder
vs.

Ellac Conrat, Battlemaster

Equite 2, Equite tier, Clan Scholae Palatinae
Male Human, Sith, Juggernaut, Imperial
Hall Duelist Hall
Messages 1 out of 4
Time Limit 7 Days
Battle Style Singular Ending
Battle Status Ellac Conrat's turn
Combatants HAC-71 BATCH-03 MOSEL-21 ‘Hac’ , Ellac Conrat
Force Setting Standard
Weapon Setting Standard
HAC-71 BATCH-03 MOSEL-21 ‘Hac’'s Character Snapshot Snapshot
Ellac Conrat's Character Snapshot Snapshot
Venue Jedha: Cadera Ruins
Last Post 25 September, 2026 4:45 AM UTC
Time Since Last Post about 16 hours
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In the distant past, the Catacombs of Cadera were a series of ancient structures located beneath the surface of the sacred moon of Jedha. Hidden within was a monastery, serving as a burial ground for an Order of NiJedha Monks. In the wake of tbe Death Star's attack, however, the moon's surface was sundered, all but annihilating the Catacombs and the monastery hidden within.

You have fallen into darkness. Deep below Jedha's devastated surface, you find yourself lost within the remnants of the Catacombs—only ruins now remain. As your eyes adjust, you realize only a few shafts of hazy, pale green light are all you have to see by. Every step, every breath you take echoes off of the cavern-like walls. You run a hand over a hand over one of the pillars adorning the ruins and feel the carved stone flake at your touch. That they still hold the ceiling in place above your head is a miracle.

You must tread cautiously. Taking careful steps forward, you feel the sickening crunch of skeletal remains beneath your feet. The hollow sound of shattering bones rings throughout the catacombs. Announcing your presence to whoever or whatever may reside here. The air is fetid and clouded with dust you stir up with every movement.

As you wander you realize these ruins are labyrinthine—a tangled maze of broken and collapsed tunnels crisscrossing haphazardly leading to who knows where. Each path you take is fraught with hazards or dead ends. From deep within the darkness, you begin to hear whispers—a constant buzzing in the back of your mind that quickly puts you on edge. The spirits of the dead slumber restlessly here. You must escape this place, but, before you can begin to search for an exit, you hear footsteps methodically moving toward you.

Tread lightly in the Ruins of Cadera... for you are not alone.

Hac reached an opening to the catacombs. He had traced his quarry, Ellac Conrat, to this location. What the cybernetic force user was doing in the ruins was far beyond Hac’s understanding, but it was not for him to understand. All that is for him to do is the mission. Hac defended into the cavern and his eyes adjusted quickly to the darker light as he began to search for the Sith.

As Hac explored the caverns it was initially quiet other than a periodic drip of water from the ceiling and the landscape was barren but of rubble. Then, he tapped into the force. It all came at him at once, ghostly forms of people of all varieties of species dying, then returning and dying again. He focused on one group and it was a group of stormtroopers. Blaster fire seemed to come from nowhere and kill them all. Another, two humans, a male and a female, sitting at a table having a meal then flying debris ripped them apart. Another group was running but it was futile as from above what looked to be a laser came down and disintegrated them. Time and again they all and many more appeared and died. The mission Hac thought, pulling himself back into the moment, I must complete the mission.

In the dark of the tombs, Ellac Conrat walked. Where he was going he may not even know, but something was drawing him. Almost a voice. He heard many voices; laughter, dying screams, the rumble of battle, the cry of a child to a parent that would never come, but one was both clearer and less precise. Unlike the others he could tell where this almost voice was coming from but it was also indistinct. As if it was trying to form words but not able to. I’m