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Travanor then also used the force to quickly counter his opponents attack. He couldn't underestimate him. Their sabers were locked together in a struggle for knightship.

Nini blinked out of her stupor, staring at the masked figure of Aryx. Part of her continued to panic, millions of thoughts whizzing through her mind at blinding speeds and a monsoon of noises echoing in her mind, but she steadily forced them to calm. She positioned herself at the side of the coffin, readied, then pushed hard, nearly tossing the lid across the room. The blast of old, dead air and dust caused her to stumble back, her back bumping against the wall as she held her hand over her mouth and coughed, "Can... can you see it...?" She blinked away the dust and attempted to see for herself what lied in the sarcophagus.

He caughed as he filled his lungs with the thick dust and decaying scent. He waved his hand out infront of him, atempting to clear away the cload infornt of him. He bent over, casting his mask off as he wnet into a bout of caughing and heaving, spittign up what tiny bit of liquid and food were still in his stomech. He panted, wiping his mouth and recomposign himself. He casualy placed his mask back on as he grabbed the side of the coffin anf heaved himself in to the inside, his feet cracking what sounded like decayed bone. "Eww..."

He looked about the inside, kicking around a bit intill he heard the sound of his metal souled boots touch metal. "Think I found it." He said aloud as he bent over slightly to cast his light into the sarcophocuss. The image of mummifighed remains greeted him. The gaping-mouther skill of a long since dead worrier leered up at him. He laughed slightly at the image, wondeirng if he should repaint his mask in such a fasion. He looked about the inside, finaly seeing a glint of something poking out from a decaying cloth. He reached down and fulled the cloth uncerimouniously away, and sure enought a plain looking blade fell form it. The blade was plain, but the hilt was heavly ornate with a curved hand guard. "Heh, found it." He said as he picke dit up buy the hilt and hopped out. He looked over the blade, as expected it was still flawless, even after almost 3000 some years of goign with out sharpening.

He looked at her with an astonished expression under his mask. He nearly said somehtign but laughter came out instead. Of coarse she didn't know. Hardly any one did. Nini knew next to nothign about the sith. Only who they were, what they became, and what they are now. He mentaly kicked himself for expecting her to understand the signigicance of his find. He held it out, shinign the light on it. The blade still had a mirror finish on it, and the blade still sharper then a razor. "This is a Sith sword. It is made of two alchemicly altered peaces of metal. A hilt and a blade. The hilt and blade both can stand up to the power of a lightsaber, the blade is unbreakable as it the hilt, and the blade's edge and point will never dull."

"Hmmm...your right." Stretching out wiht the force did him nothing, but another part of him, somethign new, could sence its presence close to them. It was indeed fairly large creature, half the size of a rancor. He blew the air out of hit lips as he handed the sword to Nini hilt first. "I beleive it is a terentatek. A creature tht dwells in places of high concentrations of dark force energy. They are immune to force techniques, but can still be killed. It will take skill though. And stratagy."

He flicked his wrist. The saber in his right sleeve shot forward in to his grasp. He pulled his cloak back slightly to pull one of the orange sphericle plasma grenade form his belt. He looked ot nini, Aryx was obviously smiling under his mask, bright and cheerful. He strode over to the door, runing his saberd hand siftly over the lock, the door sliding open. He looked back to nini, the smile still obvious though unseen. "You're joking, right?"

She shifted slightly, uneasy at first, "Do you think this would be a good oppurtunity to assess my combat skills? If this beast is truly immune to force attacks then it'd be perfect for me. Is it fast? That's my strong point." She seemed to start stretching, tugging on her legs and arms, "I'd gladly take it down, just give me a rundown of any weaknesses and strongpoints."

Aryx stood in the door way, looking back at Nini. He searche dhis memory for what he had read on the creature. It all looked grim, but it was beatable, it had been done several times before by a single person. This same person once even managed to sly two of the beasts on his own. But...that was Reaven, and he was a prodigy among force users. "It's plausable. They're fairly swift for their size, and their armor plating is slightly resistent to lightsabers. I would suggest aiming for it's head. Go for the eyes and mouth."