There was a mysterious medallion hanging upon the beaded string. The string itself was made of corded leather, adorned with 13 white beads, discolored to be comparative in hue to that of an exotic fruit from Kashyyk. At a closer look, the beads are old knuckle bones, taken from those defeated in combat. Over the years, the beads have been worn down, smooth and rounded from the wear and tear of centuries. The medallion itself is made of an old tarnished metal, that slightly gives the glint of silver. In the center of the medallion is a blue gemstone, cobalt. Around the edges of the medallion, there are letters inscribed in the Ancient Sith tongue. The ancient text withheld a poem that reads like this:
In the light, in the peace
The paragons of justice cease

A shadow that lurks out of sight
Appears suddenly, its ravaging might

A war waged, hard fought
The aggressors unhappy with their lot

Between two giants, a series of deadly spars
The victor hold dominion over the stars

My poem is a couplet, with 4 stanzas.

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The artifact is a stone tablet with a strange but familiar symbol on one side that is a solid slate gray. The reverse side contains four paragraphs of scripture that appear to be about a “prophecy” written in a variant of Ancient Sith. The stone carbon dates to nearly 4,000 years before the Battle of Yavin. It’s no larger than a datapad, and has some chips, cracks, and faded letters. The text was carved with some kind of archaic tool into the stone itself. We were able to use a combination of alchemical solvents and advanced restoration techniques to make the text visible.

As for the symbol...it appears to loosely mirror the Clan Tarentum emblem. The T-shape could be many things, but this theory seems consistent with the veiled references to Tarentum in the prophecy itself. I wonder what Bloodfyre would think of it?

**Poem:**

Seven Sith Lords and their seven Sith scholars
Scrounging and scrying through scriptures since neglected
Siphoning secrets with crimson stained on their collars
Shaping a vision with conquest uncontested

A spectacle of farsight unseen in all Empires prior
The Dark Side seething as it scoured and scaled
But the path became twisted as the situation grew dire
The youngest of the seven would leave his seniors impaled

The clairvoyance was tainted by the youngest’s ambition
But these events would transpire under a leader yet unknown
In a system yet existant or had yet to come to fruition
A commander named Kaerner, and an empire overthrown.

In the wake of an exodus, a house would rise from the Tau
The fearsome Tarentae, defiant and in their vows

Yet once the Guardians of the Shroud of Antei, their legacy yet lives on
Through the heroes and survivors looking towards the new dawn.

The Holocron of Darth Haiku

Within this relic
Symphonies of Destruction
Await the Master

Revel in Hatred
Unleash the Anger within
Built from long-lost fears

Lost within your Rage
Millenia of power
Unlocked by Lightning

Then will I reveal
Forms I had chosen before
The days of your birth

And you shall possess
Knowledge, Power, Sith Wisdom
Shared by Darth Haiku

Description:

The holocron of Darth Haiku is a multifaceted jewel that appears to be of natural creation; this item was not made by any hands of mortal man. It is pure kyber crystal that seems to have more than a thousand small faces yet would sit within the palm of a normal sized mortal being. It appears to be clear or glass-like; yet, when mortal eyes stare within its crystalline center, all colors and none begin to emerge or shine forth. This holocron is mostly round yet is obviously not a perfect sphere. And when one of true power stares within its center, words seem to appear that will guide true masters towards unlocking its true potential.

My chosen form is that of a haiku. It can be found marked with the - symbol about half way down.

Burial Urn of Darth Haima

Burial Urn of Darth Haima

Darth Haima was an early adherent to Sith teachings. He focused mainly on blood rituals and augmenting both his, others, and creature’s blood with Sith magiks and Alchemy. Upon his death, his followers were instructed to cremate his remains and place the resulting ash and bone in a ritualized burial urn.

The urn stands at twelve inches tall and approximately 10 inches in diameter. It is constructed of obsidian with aurodium and electrum inlays at the top, middle, and bottom of the urn. There are two handles on each side in the shape of a scimitar, with both honed to a razor’s edge. Grasping these will facilitate the bleeding needed to mix blood with the cremains.

The cap of the urn is completely made of obsidian. Pulling the top off causes a low sound that has been described by researchers as a moaning sound. Closing the lid makes the noise cease, but those in close vicinity have urges to grasp the urn and open it.

Around the urn at its largest circumference near the top is an inscription in ancient Sith that states:

-Within this stone cask-
-Lies a lord of blood and death-
-Imbued by darkness-

-With death lies power-
-Flesh to ash and bone to dust-
-The end has not come-

-In the Darkest Night-
-Power of the ash revealed-
-Through Blood sacrificed-

-Blood and ash joined-
-The power of the dark lord-
-Joins and lives anew-

It is believed that during an occultation of a star by a planet, or by the light of a black hole or black dwarf, one can mix their blood with the cremains and wipe the resulting mixture on their body. Researchers believe that this will reactivate the alchemical bases within the ash giving the user great power and command of the Force.

The artifact is an urn, made of a smooth, black, polished obsidian. Embedded into the urn are four scenes depicted two male figures dressed in Sith garb. the first scene depicts one figure stealing an cylindrical object, speculated to be a light-saber or a holocron, from the other. The next scene depicts the sith who was stolen from laying a trap for the thief, preparing a pit for him to fall into. the third scene depicts the execution of the trap, with the thief being successfully lured into the pit. The fourth depicts the pit being set on fire, and the thief presumably burned alive. An inscription around the rim of the urn reads the following in the Old Tongue

Like a starving cat
You stalk what was mine by right
Steal away at night

The quiet spider
Sets a trap for its victim
Spinning silently

A crack of thunder
The trap is sprung, the thief caught
He struggles futilely

The Flames punish him
Till naught but grey ash remains
A resting place, here.

The form is a series of four haikus.