Sherman sighs.
"I thought it would. I'll send men out to... clean up. We have reports from Nactown that the others were apprehended by their militia."
In the town of Haab, the fires have been put out. The missile bombardment by that ship did a number on several of the structures, leaving them charred skeletons.
"We also got scans on that ship," Sherman says.
"I'm sorry about the mess," he said, as if finally noticing the blackened buildings. "Things got out of hand. I am sorry for the loss of your men." Denzral flipped the coin in his hand up several feet and then caught it on it's way back down. The Cult Of Necros, they must still exist. He looked at the floor for a moment, he didn't feel any anger, but it was within him. But it would do no good to come out. "What did you find out about their ship?"
"Visual scan, mostly," Sherman says. "We've not got very advanced stuff..."
He produces a miniature projector and the ship pops up in blurry hologram form. It is a triangular, though not narrow like your Jedi interceptor. It is more a right triangle, with the cockpit on the straight-edged side and a cluster of weapons and sensors on the lone wing.
Wait a moment... you've seen this ship! You saw it leaving Zeszi the same day your Master was killed. It caught your attention, though you were not sure why.
"Certainly."
The Council will be eager to hear of your small success against the Raiders, especially to hear that they may be part of something much larger.
Your astromech droid has your ship ready and waiting, the Jedi interceptor prototype that you were asked to test and then allowed to keep. You've modified it so that it doesn't require a hyperspace ring to launch into lightspeed and flies faster.
Anything that Denzral wishes to do before leaving Dartta?
The Jedi interceptor starts up with the drone of its engines and soon you are leaving Dartta behind, just one of millions of planets that blink away behind you as you jump into hyperspace.
On Coruscant, the Council accepts your request to hear what you have to say. They are pleased to hear that your mission to stop the raiders was successful, but are concerned by the urgency you display in wanting to go before them.
The attendant to the Council, Trorn, is waiting for you at the entrance to the Council chambers.
"Eager to see the Council, I see," Trorn says. "The Council will see you shortly. Please be patient."
Trom? Who is he?
"Yes." He stated meekly.
He wasn't sure how to phrase everything, but he had meditated on the subject on the flight home. "Master Kanna..." He whispered silently, as if hoping some kind of ethereal projection would enter his mind a guide him. His mind was a little clouded. He had vowed as a padawan to avenge his master, but it was not the Jedi way.
It was dark, but it also drew him in, he found it enticing. He could see the many ways in which Kanna's murderers would suffer. If flashed before his eyes, but he had been trained well, and his mind didn't succumb. But it was as though a dark rain cloud was hovering above his head, and the light wasa dull gray.
He did not know. "I hope the council sense all this." He commented idly, and kept his mind as open as possible, metaphorically letting the rain cloud shift and grow. (I like rain 😛 )
The acknowledge your respectful gesture by nodding all together.
"Denzral Vassisk," Ki-Adi-Mundi says. "We received your report on the raiders at Dartta. It is unfortunate that you could take none alive, but we congratulate you on your success in defeating them. You have saved many lives by your acts, and I'm sure the Darttans are more than happy despite any damages to their towns."
"The damage to their property was unfortunate, I had intended to resolve the situation with as little mess as possible. However..." Denzral took a quick pause, to glance around the room. Where was master Yoda? "... before the raider's apparent leader killed himself, I did get one piece of information from him; the Cult of Necros." Denzral paused after this.
"Yes." Denzral responds with a solemness in his expression, as he looked across the council members. "However, only an investigation will bring fourth tangible evidence. I-" Denzral smiled slightly, "Soapy, my astromech has scans of the Raiders ship; provided by the Darttans. While they are not the best scans in the world, it is certainly something to start with. The ship does not appear to, in my knowledge, be a well known model. At least not one I am familiar with."
Though you have seen it before.
"The Cult of Necros has been destroyed for millennia," Plo Koon says. "Is it not possible that these raiders simply used the name to inspire fear in those that they assaulted?"
"It is too specific," Ki-Adi-Mundi says. "The Cult were not raiders. At least, not in that way..."
"Much is not known about the Cult," Mace Windu adds. "We cannot be certain of anything in regards to their sad ways."