The Flame and the void,
Provide inner peace to all,
So they can focus

Secret Imperial Research Facility

This secret facility is in a dilapidated state. There are blinking lights overhead and hazy holographic displays that turn on and off at random. Exposed wiring runs along the floor of corridors and the ceilings alike, occasionally producing a spark as it wears out over time.

The corridors are stark white that is marred by years of neglect, mushrooms and other plants capable of growing underground in the dim light sprouting up between durasteel plates and vines snaking around wires. Small rodents and other animals scamper through the abandoned corridors, generally shy, but curious. Some, it is rumored, are remnants of an old Imperial experiment, and may be more dangerous than the average rodent.
Research labs are strewn with broken glass and beakers filled with anomalous liquids that have long since grown over with mold and mildew. Some creatures still float inside old tanks filled with water, mutated and twisted from what they once were.

At the heart of the facility are several labs that are different from the others. Diagrams of humanoid species line the walls. Several tables occupy this area. There are containment tanks as in the outer sections, but the liquid in these has grown dark and murky, obscuring what may be within – if anything at all. Glowing control panels sit outside some tanks, and terminals still hum with energy elsewhere in the lab. The ancient blast doors that once protected these labs from outside incursion – or sealed something else within – have long since malfunctioned; some move haphazardly back and forth, while

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The Face of Fire

Artifact:

The artifact is a bust of an ancient, masked Sith Lord. A cowl shrouds and surrounds the mask, and the mask itself is ashen grey with faded, yellowed vertical stripes upon it's cheeks and up over the eye sockets. When a Force Sensitive touches the mask, it feels warm to the touch. After a few moments the eye sockets and mouth fill with apparent flames. Though this seems like an illusion, heat emanates from them as if from a real fire, and the bust becomes scalding hot to the touch. When the incantation is spoken by a Force user, they can feel something "tugging" at their mind. The stronger they are, the stronger this pull is, and it seems to tug one toward the outer rim.

Poem format: Tanka (5-7-5-7-7 syllables, in 4 stanzas)

In the far reaches
There is one who dreams in space
His mind a wild place
He waits and watches for signs,
Of a time to strike once more

His touch burns the flesh,
His will is made manifest
Burn the unworthy
Scald those who show true power
Grant them the vision to see

The path is open,
It unfolds before my eyes
The return is set,
I will travel the right path,
To be determined worthy

The inferno burns,
But my power will shield me,
I am judged worthy,
I will take hold of his strength,
And return with the wild one

Augur Locke Sonjie
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