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A lone astroarchaeologist, clad in an armored Mandolorian spacesuit with a T-shaped visor illuminated with red light, kneels on the desert planet of Korriban covered in red sand, among the pyramidal tombs, in front of a towering obsidian obelisk pulsing with bioluminescent glyphs. His gloved fingers fumble over a tattered holographic tablet, the screen flickering with rapid translations of ancient writing, each symbol wriggling like living tendrils, and the planet's two moons casting ominous shadows on the ruins. The half-submerged wreckage of mechanisms of unknown purpose lay around, their corroded edges etched with the same spiraling language as on the tablet's display. Close-up. Detailed, hand, Hand, Perfect, 7-CloneCommando, Mandalorian, style, <lora:Mandalorian style:.8>