Wanderer Journey

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3rd Log: Spirit Whispers 

Before he knew, an endless city with multiple unknown flying objects were right below him.
As he was falling from the night sky into the neon jungle, he managed to avoid getting roll over 
by the flying horseless carriages. The green boy grabbed a metallic border, 
breaking his free fall. After climbing a platform and catching some of his breath, 
he was surrounded by masked people wearing a hood and wielding bright yellow colored blades. 

Jedi Temple Guard: “Don’t move, you had trespassed a non-civilian area.”

Complying with the guard order, he let them put a white scarf on his eyes.
Soon after walking and standing on multiple weird platforms, he was confined 
inside a small cell with a blue light instead of a door. His mining lamp on his belt 
and his sleeping bag were taken away without noticing anyone touching his person. 


Qui-Gon Jinn: “Can you hear me?”

Looking around his cell for the source of a faint noise, nothing in particular stoke him out of place.
He went back to his bed, only to wake up once more by a murmur, this time the meaning was clear 
and he moved his head and whispered a reply. The blonde child recalled for an instant his most 
recent experience with an undead kingdom by the name of Ikana.

Plo Koon: “Apologies youngling, but master ‘Cin Drallig’ has a soft spot for those in your age. 
One of the artifacts you carry is tuned with the Force, would you mind to give us an explanation?”

He was taken back by the appearance of his interrogator, peach skin along with 
some insectoid features, hidden away by a black mask were quite distracting when retelling 
his unbelievable account without any proof. The insectoid interrogator dismissed the nearby guards, 
in a small gesture to gain some trust from the green boy. 

Qui-Gon Jinn: “Say ‘Qui-Gon Jinn’ asks his old friend a visit to the ‘Kyber Arch’”

Pondering the blonde child’s strange statement, the interrogator brought the boy 
into a room where many crystals were merged together forming an arc of multiple colors. 
The insectoid told the stranger to back up his claim by finding the lightsaber crystal of 
his deceased friend. Stretching his hand without hesitation towards a green shard, a short 
sigh was heard from his custodian, still recalling the day that shard was placed on the ‘Kyber Arch’.

Plo Koon: “You said you lost your name, then allow me to give you a new one: Nagrod”

Nagrod: “Is it really that simple?”

Plo Koon: “Indeed, as long as you accept and uphold the legacy of said identity. 
It’s the name of a fable recorded in my home world, Dorin. 
Are you a foe or an ally?” 

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