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Outside, in the skies of the lake area, there is a flash of green as a large, dark shape wreathed with lightning looms into existence.
It's a planet - or a warped, twisted planetoid, with a graveyard of broken and mangled husks of starships orbiting it, circling above the lake area all too close for comfort. It hangs there, motionless, as the snow on the tips of the mountaintops start to drift upwards towards it.
It is far away. Too far to really be a problem. At least for the moment.
[OOC: So this is Malachor V! It is, amongst other things, a wound in the Force - which means that there is the potential, for anybody who wants it to do so, for it to have a corrupting effect on pups, essentially driving them insane. Reaction posts can go here, too, if anybody wants to react.]
It's a planet - or a warped, twisted planetoid, with a graveyard of broken and mangled husks of starships orbiting it, circling above the lake area all too close for comfort. It hangs there, motionless, as the snow on the tips of the mountaintops start to drift upwards towards it.
It is far away. Too far to really be a problem. At least for the moment.
[OOC: So this is Malachor V! It is, amongst other things, a wound in the Force - which means that there is the potential, for anybody who wants it to do so, for it to have a corrupting effect on pups, essentially driving them insane. Reaction posts can go here, too, if anybody wants to react.]