<font size="1">(OOC: In an effort to keep everything clean, and problem free I have a few requests.
First, could everyone include the name of the planet they are on in either the subject line or the beginning of their posts?
Second, please refrain from advancing the timeline too far, let everyone get a post in before pushing too far ahead. Thanks.)</font>
The sewers were dark, naturally. The dank, clammy walls were occasionally covered with slime, here and there a crack had spawned hideously malformed lichen, which grew down and brushed the heads of those daring to traverse the pipes. The floor was covered in a thick layer of sludge; a thin stream of liquid trickled down toward the exit hole, carving a groove in the top of the soft sludge. The exit hole was long gone from view, and the two Shadows were required to use their glow-lights to navigate without breaking their abstinence from the Force.
They paused occasional, and examined a datapad closely. Emitting microwaves, the pad aided them in navigating the pipes, which had yet to turn, twist or bend in any way.
“How long until we reach the junction?” asked Mat as he wiped a bit of misplaced sludge off of his clothing.
“Five minutes.” Replied Tobal. “Then up, straight up. Do you have your grapple ready?”
“Yah.” Replied Mat, flashing his glowlight to his belt.
“Then,” said Tobal examining the datapad closer, “We have a labyrinth to navigate.”
“Goody.”
“Yes. Shall we continue?”
Like wraiths the two continued, and in moments the only sign of their presence was the disturbed mire.