Tirria Sae Fenris
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Post by Tirria Sae Fenris on Aug 29, 2014 18:37:28 GMT -8
Lady Fenris watched Kyja as he made his way down the ramp to where Urias had indicated. She watched him jerk and twitch as a sign of neurological damage as a side effect of Force Storm (Lightning). She felt her husbands voice through the Force regarding Kyja's injuries. She knew it as they had landed. So she said to Apprentice Lorn
Quickly, Lorn, go to the medical bay and get the medical team here stat. We have redeemed Jedi Kyja suffering from neurological damage from Force Storm (Lightning) and also a possibly infected nasty gash on his forearm. He will need Bacta treatments and my healing abilities to heal up.
The Rakata quickly darted away from formation and hurried to get the medical staff to the hangar.
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Post by Lord Sarthon on Sept 5, 2014 16:43:28 GMT -8
=Kyja=
Kyja then grabbed Urias and hugged him, and then ceased and said,
I want you to meet someone. Kyja turned to the craft and said, “Kavika come on.”
Kavika came out of the craft and stood next to Kyja. Master Urias Fenris, this is Kavika. The one who I was pledged to have as my alpha mate before the remnant.
=Kavika=
Kavika looked at Master Urias and said, Master Urias Fenris. It is good to meet you at last. Your reputation precedes you. Kavika then bowed with her robe following suit.
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Post by Light on Dec 28, 2015 20:28:28 GMT -8
The yellow sun of Al'Har was high in the sky as the young girl squinted through the trees, staring at the small village about a klick away from the outskirts of Pelek Baw. Her blue eyes traveled upwards, staring up at the sky. Something up there was calling to her. But for right now, she had one last task to complete.
These people were sick, too. Just like her Mama had said. She could see it in the way they walked, in the way they looked at each other, in the way the spoke. There was no unity. No cohesion. Just like the creatures in the jungle, they were sick, and Mama had said she needed to be the one to help them.
She grinned, pushing her hair back out of her face. She loved helping people! So it was that the young-looking girl bounded out of the trees, skipping over towards the nearest villager. The villager turned to look at her, confusion on his face. She felt so bad for him. Mama had said that these people didn't even know that they were sick, and that they would try to reject her help. But she knew she had to do what was right for everyone!! These people weren't happy, and she was here to fix that!
"Don't worry, sir!" she called out. "We're just here to help you!"
If anything, the look on his face became even more confused. It made her sad inside. This part always made her sad. She got up close to him, smiling up at him. And then she shot her hand out, slapping her palm onto his thigh. He yelled in shock and anger, reflexively shoving her away a little too hard.
She fell to the ground, closing her eyes, the air she had stored in her lungs leaving her mouth with an "oof." Then she heard him yell again, in fear this time, and she opened her eyes once more, looking at him and immediately smiling. The blue veins were spreading from where she had touched him, and she knew that soon he would be fully healed! His yells had attracted the attention of the villagers, and as he frantically tried to brush the cleansing touch off himself, she pushed herself back up and turned to face the others.
"Don't worry!" she repeated, though she knew it wouldn't do any good. They always ran. And, true to history, they started to turn and run as she approached. The man behind her started to scream, and she winced. She knew the healing process was extremely painful, and there was nothing she could do to ease that portion of his pain. But soon, it would be over. Meanwhile, for the rest.. she had work to do. She closed her eyes and tapped into the knowledge her cousins had given her through their link, using it to reach into that mysterious energy field called "the Force", and let it flow through her.
She opened her eyes again, bolting forward with augmented speed, making contact with a female villager, then dashing to the next, and then to the next...
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...soon, it was done. The villagers all lay there, either screaming or slowly twitching as the last of their illness left their bodies. She smiled and did a little jump, clapping to herself. She had done it!! Another village saved. She turned around, looking over her work, and noticed something she had missed before: a single ship, an older model fighter. She tilted her head, checking her knowledge, before breaking into a grin. This model had a hyperdrive. And all the nearby villages were cured.. She hoped Mama would forgive her. But there was still something calling to her in the sky, and she needed to go check it out!
She walked over to it, hopping in the cockpit and sealing the canopy. It wasn't that hard to figure the controls out; after all, her knowledge was comprised of thousands of people already! The controls were a little hard to reach with her size, but that was okay. Soon, the fighter was lifting off, the feeling in the back of her mind pointing her where she needed to go.
Here goes, she thought to herself as the ship left the atmosphere and flickered into lightspeed...
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Urias Fenris
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Post by Urias Fenris on Feb 29, 2016 9:53:49 GMT -8
=Kyja=
Kyja then grabbed Urias and hugged him, and then ceased and said,
I want you to meet someone. Kyja turned to the craft and said, “Kavika come on.”
Kavika came out of the craft and stood next to Kyja. Master Urias Fenris, this is Kavika. The one who I was pledged to have as my alpha mate before the remnant.
=Kavika=
Kavika looked at Master Urias and said, Master Urias Fenris. It is good to meet you at last. Your reputation precedes you. Kavika then bowed with her robe following suit.
Master Urias said (stating the obvious) You are a Jedi Knight. Tell me who was your Master?
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Post by Lord Sarthon on Feb 29, 2016 10:25:55 GMT -8
=Kavika=
Kavika thought that all jedi, to include the masters, would assume that a person wearing a Jedi robe and a lightsaber would be a Jedi Knight. So she decided to ask him about it. But, she thought it was better to address the first question.
Master Roorbacca was my master. He appeared to me after he died on the Telos mission and told me Kyja had turned to the darkside. He hatched a plan by the will of the Force to be a catalyst in not only testing Kyja, but also bringing him back to the fold. She thought for a moment and then said, I thought all who wore the Jedi robe and a lightsaber were Jedi.
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Post by Urias Fenris on Feb 29, 2016 10:43:28 GMT -8
Urias listened to what she was saying and he was glad the Force had guided Master Roorbacca to bring the Padawan back into the fold. Urias then considered that Kyja would become a full Jedi having been redeemed from the Dark Side. He had yet to view his messages. He then heard Kavika speaking her assumptions about Jedi and their lightsabers and the robes. He decided to quickly address it.
I wish it were the case that we could assume anyone wearing a Jedi robe and lightsaber were Jedi. Sadly, that is not the case as there have been impostors in the past. He paused then continued, You should go with Kyja to the med bay and rest. Master Tirria will be along shortly.
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Post by Lord Sarthon on Feb 29, 2016 12:17:53 GMT -8
=Kyja=
Kyja saw the other Master Fenris as he was listening to the conversation Master Urias and Kavika were having. When the two of them were done, he happened to notice that Master Tirria had not dropped her guard and seemed a little on edge. He thought it could have been due to Lord Sarthon still being on the shuttle. He said to her,
Master Tirria, It is good to see you again. He said as he was straining to keep himself from collapsing from his exhaustion. He grabbed the ship and his mate as his body went through a more violent convulsion form the neurological damage from his fight with Sarthon. After a few minutes, the convulsions stopped and it was during this point Apprentice Lorn returned with the medical team.
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Post by Tirria Sae Fenris on Mar 3, 2016 11:49:12 GMT -8
Master Tirria replied, It is good to have you back with us Kyja. And then rushed to his side as he collapsed under another bout of severe convulsions. She placed her hand on his head, and let the Force flow from her to Kyja to settle his mind. As she did this he passed out. The medical team led by Apprentice Lorn arrived in the Hangar and rushed over to his side. She took a meditative look at all of his systems, and the result was not good. He was fortunate to be alive, but his neurological system was shutting down as a result of the lightning blast from Sarthon. The toll this was taking on Kyja's system was becoming evident in the other systems. Tirria came out of her meditative stance and looked at Kavika with tears in her eyes and said mournfully, You should come with us. I would rather give you my assessment to you out of the ears of those who do not need to hear.
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Urias Fenris
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Post by Urias Fenris on Sept 19, 2017 20:30:42 GMT -8
=ROOM OF A THOUSAND FOUNTIANS=
Master Urias Fenris stood in the room of 1,000 fountains. His hands were clasped behind his back. He was wearing the traditional brown Jedi Master robes with his green lightsaber blade at his side. His hair was now white and very short. His face born the features of much age and seasoning. One could say he was weathered with age. He was standing as much as his ailing body would allow him to, near the grave of his friend Jedi Master Rroorbacca. He leaned on his walking staff for support which was 2 meters in length, and about 3cm thick. It was very sturdy and strong, made of a composite material that could hold his weight very well. This great Wookie Jedi was instrumental in helping Urias come to a place of inner peace and harmony following his redemption. Urias remembered when this warrior fell to Stridal's blade. There was a grave next to the great Wookie, which was fresh only five years. Urias shuffled to the newer one. Even though he was a Jedi, and had long ago let go of any attachments the sight of this grave still shook him with occasional sorrow. He remembered the day he celebrated Kyja and Jedi Knight Kavika becoming a mating couple. He had been honored to attend the joyous ceremony on Uvena Prime 10 years ago wherein the ailing Kyja was honored by his pack and the two of them blessed to form their own pack. It was not long after, that Kavika bore a litter of pups with strong affinities to the Force and they sent the litter to the temple here on HK to be raised and trained in the Jedi way. Yet that was a bittersweet moment, because Tirria had told them both that Kyja's condition was not curable and he would eventually die much sooner than his life expectancy. Urias remembered watching the video of Kyja's redemption, and the brutal price he paid to redeem the Sith Lord Sarthon. He remembered Kyja demanding not to have his forearm perfectly restored, that he wanted the physical scar to remind him of what happened that caused that scar to be there. However, he wanted the neurological degeneration born from the brutal dark sith lightning that Sarthon had blasted him with, to be healed. Tirria could only get him to a place where his life could be prolonged 5 years. No other Jedi healer was able to do better, and Maya had been MIA when Kyja could have benefited from her talent. Yet, Urias mused that even Maya likely would not have been able to restore the damage. At the time Urias made sure that he left the medical file of the findings available for continued study. In the meantime during those days, he remembered when his former student retired from the Jedi due to his injuries and health. Kyja's status had been in limbo as to whether or not he'd be promoted a Jedi Knight, due to the council being away on extended missions in the galaxy. Urias remembered that he had no qualms in promoting his padawan to Knight, but he waited for the council. Five years ago, it all changed when Kavika discovered Kyja unresponsive from a massive seizure. Tirria and the doctors looked at him and examined him told Kavika that he was terminal, his body was finally shutting down and gave the terminal diagnosis. Kavika, Urias, and Tirria helped Kyja attain the state of meditation in order to prepare for becoming one with the Force. Urias remembered when Kyja became one with the Force. The funeral was small attended by Masters Tirria and Urias, Kyja's mate Kavika and their litter, and an assortment of Jedi in the temple and last of all his classmate Torran Pantis who also was waiting for word on becoming a full knight. They buried him next to Rroorbacca and then had a ceremony on Uvena Prime with his pack. The sound of the fountains brought Urias back to the present but also the soft sound of the fountains soothed his soul. His body was in pain for standing so long and so he hobbled over to a bench and sat down. At 139, he had long lived an exciting life. However, he enjoyed these times in the garden as they reminded him that he too was approaching the end of how long he could sustain himself with the Force before his body would give out. In the present, he could barely hear the sound of the students training. He had sent his padawans Rashan and L'awre on a mission to Tython to learn about the Force in Balance. In a few days they would return, so that the three of them could apply it to the Force Form he was developing, as well as the lightsaber form he rediscovered. His new friend Sarthon, was providing insight on a consultatory basis for the project Urias was undertaking. Aside from that his children were now mid-teenagers and padawans ready for the trials; while Kavika's litter was ready for the apprentice trials. Kyja's mate had decided to stay on HK and watch over her litter while they trained. Even as he sat there, he felt at peace. Once he regained his strength he stood and slowly walked out of the room and made his way to the training room.
=TRAINING ROOM=
Urias took his time and finally made it to the training room to check on things. He found his children honing their various skills. Rayna Sae had developed a keen eye for blade work and was becoming very proficient in the use of Juyo. He watched his second daughter twirl and whirl about as she practiced the form. Her white-blue-amethyst blade becoming a blur. Darias had found his calling studying the mysteries of the Force and was practicing Force combat. He watched his youngest perform with familiarity all four of the Force Combat forms with some proficiency. Allia had discovered she had some affinity to Kavika's usage of lightsaber Form 0 and was becoming pretty adept in its usage and application. She had been learning under Kavika and being a tenderhearted person by nature, this was a good extension. He watched his oldest practice the form. Marne on the other hand was showing potential in the Telekinetic Lightsaber defense. Urias watched his first son practice this difficult combat technique with some room to grow. He saw his son make three lightsabers appear in orbit around him. However, while he knew how it worked, he had not yet delved into the combat side of the technique. Urias knew it was only a matter of time for that to happen. Rayna's movements put him to sleep as he watched. Allia and Marne found him on the floor and lifted him gently with the Force and gingerly escorted him to their quarters and gently laid him on his bed. Then they went back to the training room to practice some more.
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Post by Maya Whitelight on Sept 19, 2017 23:41:54 GMT -8
Winds begin to dance around the top of the trees that held the place of peace of this place. One would say this place was nothing then a death trap. To those native to the place would say something different. Even now the whisper told a lot with the leave rustling the branches of the very old trees. Just how old was these trees of old, was anyone guess. Even so there stood on a cliff over looking the top of the lushness. The hood was pulled over her face. Just who was this one that stood day in day out over looking at the beauty to be hold. This after all had became her own sanctuary for so long.
Even so she couldn't help but feel the pulse of the life that beat around her at every moment of the day. Even know she felt at peace that was all she every wanted. Over the years she been through her trails. Each trail had many paths these paths all lend away from this paradise. Even know she knew the wisdom each path took her own that was gain. Even now the memories flooding her inner eye. Lips curled upward as she let herself turn towards the path that had brought her up to this look at view. Even in a few hours the sun would be laying itself to sleep for the night and the nocturnal animals would be feeling the air with there songs.
It had been a long time since she had let herself go any where but her own place. Knowing all she needed to know of the outside world was brought to her door step, but the way of those seeing her healing art. This bring her peace with her own botanical garden to pick her herbs from this and more. Seeking every more was now for the young as the legends of old. Now came the young generation there time to write the new chapter of the galaxy unending story.
Even so there was whisper to her even know whisper of her great grand daughter ones path that was different then that of the healing art. Still it was a path of seeking knowledge. Even know she knew this was the right path for her to be on. All the knowledge and wisdom she would gain by traveling to these great place to learn of their knowledge some secret some long forgotten.
Smelling the roasting meat that was on her fire pit, its juices was now feeling the air. Even now her own AKK was sitting a few feet off watching it drip and sizzle upon the open fire. would she have visitors tonight only the force would answer that even so she would prepare a welcoming cup of others came for healing or for one of her stories of old.
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Post by Arden Brandwyn on Sept 20, 2017 16:01:01 GMT -8
Jedi Temple - Council Chambers: 10 Years Ago
Arden enters the council chambers and looks around slowly and thoughtfully. He had a lot of fond memories in this room, friends and family alike had come and gone. Each chair held special feelings for the men and women who once occupied them. He began his walk around the room, starting at the chair of Jedi Weapons Master Murdock Shan, his long time friend and partner on many great adventures. He knew his friend would return one day. He had always talked about being put into stasis during times of peace in order to be recalled in the event the galaxy should need saving again. Arden wasn't sure where his friend was now but knew that the force would guide those to him in their hour of need.
Next he approached the seat of Master Urias Fenris, the last member still sitting on the council. He was a dear friend who had seen a lot of action in his days, and Arden knew there was still much more in store for the Fenris clan. He set a letter on the seat, a simple note from Arden to Urias giving him all the passcodes to all the secret passages and computers.
Arden then went to the central computer, entered his code and began having the computer lock him out of everything a retiree didn't need to have access to.After that was done he went to his seat, which part of him hoped would remain his as an honorary thing but knew with all the new masters that have ben assigned here that it was going to be warming someone else's backside in a few days. Perhaps Urias would claim it as his, knowing it came with an internal tea maker and what not. These thoughts brought a smile to Arden's face as he put in his code for the final time and accessed the holo imager. He encoded a message and left it sot active until someone else deactivated it.
The message was as follows:
-Holo Arden-
"Greetings fellow Masters, I leave this message to inform you of my decision to step down as a member of the council as I am retiring from the Jedi Order. I have been doing this for the better part of three lifetimes. I made the decision to step down five years ago on my three hundred and sixtieth birthday. Master Fenris is hereby promoted to head councilor as he is the senior council member now. Greetings to all of you new masters, please enjoy your time here. My friend the gardener will continue to care for the plants and has been working on expanding the grounds into the jungle. Please take care of each other and the students here. May the Force be with you."
He studied his image for a few moments, then made his final mental farewells not only to this place and this life, but to this face as well. Drawing from the force and his ability with illusion his appearance began to change. His nose became slightly larger, and bent. His ear shape slanted slightly but still appeared fully human, unlike his natural ears that no one had seen in a very long time. His eyes became sunken and his skin wrinkled.
His back bent slightly forward giving him an almost hunchback appearance. He took a bag out from under his seat and removed the outfit from it, taking off his robes and folding them respectfully and placing them on his chair as he put on the dirty old shirt, overalls and work boots. He finished off his look by changing his beard to be long, scraggly and unkempt as well as his hair which was now below his shoulders and both were pure white with hints of gray. He placed the floppy straw hat on his head and sighed as the transformation from Jedi Master Arden Brandwyn into gARDENer was complete. He then stifled his force signature, hiding at away as he had during the Galactic Civil War. Only the strongest and most intune Masters even stood a chance at noticing him now.
He would simply become the gardener and live out the rest of his days in the background, watching as the young ones take over where he had left off. He knew that if they ever needed guidance he would find a way to leave clues without revealing himself directly. It broke his heart to do this but he had suffered enough losses in this life that this just felt like the easiest and most painless why to make his exit.
Jedi Temple: Research labs - A week after Arden's retirement
The Gardener had been toiling with different plant life and cross breeding in an attempt to find a new breed of plant that would not only thrive here on Haruun Kal but would be able to filter the toxic air into clean air. What he discovered gave him hope, he had only to plant it and see what would happen.
He packed several seeds, sprouts and a small patch ready for transplant and headed out of the temple toward the jungle. he had taken to wearing a rebreather when outside to keep up appearances of being old and frail as he went about his duties. He planted the patch five feet into the jungle and spread the seeds, sprouts and other saplings around the temple... Only time would tell if his experiments had paid off or not...
Present Day - Outside the Jedi Temple
It was hard for him to believe that ten years ago the jungle was almost at the temple and now there were twenty miles, in all directions, clear meadows and breathable air. The jungle had retreated from the grass he had developed, he still wasn't sure why it looked blue but he had taken great care to post signs saying 'Stay off the grass' and 'Do Not Eat' Over the years he had not only chased the jungle away with his blue grass but he had also been replacing the blue closest to the temple with regular Alderaanian grasses to give it that extra special appearance. He felt bad for the jungle and the animals that lived there, but as the planet was mostly jungle he was fairly certain they would thrive elsewhere and the clean air around the temple was allowing the Masters and students alike to thrive. It was also nice to not have to constantly spray down all the electronics anymore. Yes, he was basically terraforming Haruun Kal into Alderaan but it wasn't the entire planet, just the parts where people lived. He had placed several planted areas around Pelek Baw as well to try and help the community there grow and thrive.
The Gardener also cared for the room of a thousand fountains in the temple, where many a friend had been laid to rest, he was even interred there briefly when he was in a stasis chamber that everyone thought was a casket. Now, friends like Rroorbacca and apprentices like Kyja were laid to rest here. He visited often and on this occasion wouldn't be visiting alone...
Jedi Temple - Room Of A Thousand Fountains
Arden entered the great room and saw his old friend Urias standing with a cane looking over the graves of their fallen comrades. He had thought about joining the Grand Master but decided to simply remain in the background as was his place these days. he watched as Urias took a seat on what was once Arden's favorite bench. As Urias got up to leave the Gardener simply nodded at him and watched him leave. He then went and stood at the graves himself, thinking back to the old days when he and the rest of the CUF traveled among the stars and did everything they could to bring peace to the chaotic, joy to the sad,
and balance to the force. Now he finds he is simply content to tend the plants and watch as the others train for an eventuality he no longer believes will arrive. His best friend was floating out in the cosmos somewhere waiting for a doom that may never come. Peace seems to have settled across the galaxy and it looked as if it was going to last finally, the goal they had all spent their lives trying to achieve.
gARDENer walked the halls softly so as not to draw any attention to himself. He looked into the training room and watched as Urias nodded off for a bit of a nap while his children trained. He felt a wave of pain watching the scene as his own family were not here. He had fallen in love with the daughter of his friend and ally Lord X and he regretted his decision to leave her but a Jedi must be without attachment and so he left her to return here. His only other family was his niece Alana Brandwyn and last he had heard from her she was nursing some wounds in the family mansion back on Alderaan. He was sad at these thoughts, the longing to see them and the fact that he desired that attachment that he tried so hard to avoid for so many years. He saw as one of the pupils was attempting to use telekinesis to fight with more than one saber and he smiled. He reached out with the force, drawing 6 training sabers from the racks,
igniting them and setting them into attack patterns against the young padawan. He had not done this for a while but hoped he had not lost a step, even if he had at least they were only training sabers. His sabers flew at Marne who instinctively deflected the blades. It appeared as though Arden was not in peak form, but neither was the student who looked frustrated at the fact that he had no idea who was behind this. Arden continued the assault for several minutes,
until Urias began to stir. He walked away from the training room. As his distance increased the training sabers slowly returned to the shelves they had come from. He smiled as he knew the student would think Urias had done it and Urias would have no clue as to what had just happened. Arden knew one thing without a doubt, he needed to find a place where he could train himself still so that his abilities wouldn't diminish without practice... He was old, not dead after all...
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Post by Darth Xinion Raven Xander on Sept 20, 2017 19:42:25 GMT -8
Jedi Temple - Room Of A Thousand Fountains
Watching the gardener from a door way. Xinion smiled to herself. All these year spent out of sight, and cased in darkness she had watched over the Jedi Temple. Ever since she had rescued her brother Alan Xander, after he wrote that book exposing members of the Jedi Council of Coruscant. Xinion remembered her days here, leading the secret Black Opps team. She silently left the gardener to his own devices. Heading outside of the temple. There had been more activity near the temple in recent days. She smirked as she passed the gardeners blue glass and stay off the grass sign.
Yes, I see that working Xinion said with a hint of sarcasm
As she looked past the grass. She saw something in the distance, something in the Jungle. Xinion checked to make sure her Lightsaber was strapped to her side, so long it had been since she had used it, and seen it's crimson blade in action
Best not be trouble, the gardener would not be happy about that
Xinion traveled in the direction of the what she saw. And as she got closer to it, she saw it was a fire pit, and someone was cooking something. Xinion lowered her hood
Strange place to be cooking
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Post by Maya Whitelight on Sept 20, 2017 23:28:59 GMT -8
Even before this one that had chosen to make a trip out into her sanctuary as it seem from time to time there are those that make it out to seek her wisdom. This gave away to a question as how this one ripped with in the force itself. Even so she wasn't one to judge one but their color with in the force as if one would study the living force long. Knowing that to those that didn't have the inner eye would see that everyone had there force colors some more blended some more to one color or another light or dark all was alive in the force. So with herself finishing up the last seasoning on the small animal she had pulled from one of her traps earlier in the morning.
Welcome, if you have came to take a cup and some nourishment this you have came to the right place.
Letting her bright pinkish eyes dance over the stranger, as she let herself be deep in thought and words before once again she spoke once again. While moving to bring a welcome cup of mead was brought into her hands one for her and one for her guest.
If you came looking for more then seeking a good drink and wisdom of this old aging lady then, I"m afraid you must seek else where, my dear."
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Post by Darth Xinion Raven Xander on Sept 21, 2017 5:14:52 GMT -8
Xinion takes a cup, watching the old lady
I just came because I saw the fire pit, I'm from the Jedi Temple. I'm a member of the CUF, let's just say I use to take care of things that, well the nicer members wouldn't deal with. But now I think I'm lost
Xinion looks up at the old lady
Not in these jungles, in life I mean
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Post by The Corruption on Nov 20, 2017 17:08:54 GMT -8
So many years she had waited. Her ambition had outshone her capabilities, and she had been planted on this jungle world as an ever-watchful sentry, a literal Guardian of the landing site that had forever changed the galaxy. Long had she hungered for the Jedi's destruction; her countless encounters with their might had left her yearning for revenge above the Spread, and her acquired arrogance had resulted in her current sentence. So she had sat, her armour glistening with reflected sunlight, watching.. waiting.
No one had approached the Crater in many years. The scattered remains of the Leviathan Seed which had once sat here were long since inert, but they served as grim reminders of the destruction that had torn this land.
The Guardian cared little for history, however. As she had sat, waiting, listening, the blue veins in the Crater had begun a slow push outward, reaching beyond its natural boundaries, further into the jungle around it. So much of the wildlife had been twisted to the pathogen's purpose. It was hard to imagine that anywhere on this world could be considered safe. There were whispers of a new Jedi Temple in the area, far from the site of the great battle between two emissaries of the Force which had torn the old Temple asunder.. but that was not what caused her to look up into the sky.
[[Your hour approaches.]]
The sunlight glinted off the unnatural blue of her visor, and though there was no face visible, any observer foolish enough to see her would have felt as if the armoured figure was smiling. She stood with an effortless movement, staring off into the distance even before the small blue dot became visible. Rapidly, it approached, resolving into the shape of a Bes'uliik starfighter.
The Corruption had long known of the conflict which had left parts of the galaxy in disarray. It had waited for the dust to settle before making its move. But the Guardian now had another world to claim as her own..
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Post by Galnar Fenris on Dec 17, 2017 14:29:17 GMT -8
=Training Room=
Marne Fenris was in the midst of his training, when 6 sabers suddenly flew toward him. The three he had appear in defense blocked the six from penetrating his defense and became distracted from the true source of this. He attempted to regain his control, yet had some difficulty. After a few minutes which seemed to tick slow, the sabers returned to the rack. He saw his father stir, and had a thought that maybe Master Urias had caused the test. But he and his sister carried him to his quarters and made sure he was settled and then went back to train. After a few more minutes, he stopped for the day and went through the calming exercises to find his center. Rayna also finished her training routine and and joined her brother. Likewise, Allia and Darias had done the same. They sat in a diamond shape on the floor and meditated on the Force.
=Jedi Council Chambers=
Urias had felt refreshed from his nap and had made his way to the chambers. He paused by each chair. He sensed Arden was here somewhere in the vicinity of the temple and then sat in his chair. He read the incoming message from arden and felt honored. He sent out the acceptance message to the CUF frequency so all could get it where they were, and sat meditating on what was next. After a few moments, He stood and made his way to the war room. His staff hitting the floor could be heard, it’s sound was a little heavier than Master Yoda’s staff sounding on the floor. The volume of the sound was deeper than what Roorbacca’s had been. He had sensed that Arden had gone this way not to long ago, and could sense him in the area. Instead, he found himself walking to the hager bay awaiting the shuttle descending with the new recruits. He leaned on his staff awaiting the shuttle.
=Hangar Bay=
Urias could sense the shuttle and the new students.
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Post by Arden Brandwyn on Feb 21, 2019 18:54:00 GMT -8
gARDENer had continued to go about his business here and there, wandering the halls, tending to the plants and watching as the number of jedi at the temple seemed to diminish ever so gradually over time. Now was not the time for thoughts of such a nature, he had felt a presence. Something he ha not sensed in countless ages, lurking somewhere beneath the surface of what some might call reality. There was something, somewhere with malicious intent and yet he had stepped away from these things. he was just a simple gardner now, a hermit of sorts though he had lived here for centuries it seemed. This place had become his home, his few belongings had become relics of an ancient time and he was no longer certain of where he fit in or what would be next. He exited the temple to take a long walk around the land and perhaps visit the village of Pelek Baw, village he called it... more a hub than it had ever been and yet it to was lacking the traffic they had come to know back at the height of the Council here. He wasn't even certain that anyone in the galaxy even remembered the Council of the Unified Force anymore. he was sure he could see some faint remnants of his once great fleet still lingering in orbit, but how many men and women still served aboard a fleet with no leaders, with no orders, no direction? How many had remained loyal after Lysippe's death ten years ago... Who was left in command, if there was even a command to be left in. He passed a newer building, a smaller scale replica of the temple, and it bore a sign above the door the read 'Jedi Museum' a museum...
"Now when did they put that there I wonder?"
He asked himself out loud... He then decided to go in and take a look.
As he wandered the strangely familiar halls he noticed that it was indeed a miniaturized version of the real temple, minus his hidden passageways of course, they also seemed to leave out all the subterranean levels. He walked in to what, to his recollection anyway, should have baan a vast hangar area with many ships, but this scale model only held one ship.
A very familiar ship that was being attended to by an even older friend. There on the sole landing pad sat Jalopy one, looking a lot worse for wear than the last time he had seen her and rolling about interacting with the few visitors was an even older looking hunk of junk, Arden's astromech droid affectionately known as BoB. BoB was looking run down and in need of some paint. Both BoB and the ship had picked up noticeable amounts of rust deposits over the years. One thing he had not seen on this visit was anyone that appeared to be in charge or knowledgeable of what anything was. Sure there were placards and place notices that had brief descriptions of some things, but they had all mostly been wrong.
Even the plate for BoB and Jalopy One was incorrect. There was no mention of BoB beyond an ancient type of astromech droid that had been outdated during the clone wars and the description of the ship... ghastly. It was simply labeled ancient transport vessel. Jalopy One had been a top of the line Jedi Fighter back in it's day, and Arden was certain that if he and BoB took it out on maneuvers now she would still outperform any of those damn tie fighters and x-wings the kids were using nowadays.
gARDENer sighed as he left the museum, realizing that if he had made a fuss over things they probably would have put him on exhibit with a sign that read some sort of magician from a time before your memories...
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Post by Arden Brandwyn on Mar 17, 2023 1:42:44 GMT -8
Arden, or gARDENer as he now called himself, continued his daily routine of checking the plants and visiting the temple. The planet had become quite lonely over the years. The council here was non existent and visitors were fewer still. Not exactly a central hub these days. He reflected on the friends he had known here, the missions and adventures they had gone on and of course the losses over the years. He had been feeling a tremor in the Force that was unsettling to him and he was weighing his options. With no masters or students here any longer he had no one to talk to of what he was sensing and worse, there was n one here to do anything if they felt it too...
Then he made up his mind, his course set and clear to him. He wandered the halls of the temple until he came to the old council chambers, there he retrieved his robes from his seat and carried them with him out to the Jedi Museum. There he found BoB and Jalopy One, where they had been effectively mothballed for years. BoB had been doing his best to keep the ship in working order but it still took him the better part of the week to ensure all systems were ready and functional. He knew Admiral Davison was still patrolling the sector on The Watchmen his old command ship, an alliance class star unifier, a product of Kal Corps engineering genius. He just hoped they hadn't forgotten him. Dressed once more in his traditional Jedi attire, and looking slightly younger but certainly better kept, he and BoB powered up Jalopy One and made ready to depart the planet, possibly for the final time.
"Well old friend, 'once more into the fray' so they say. I'll miss it here, but truth be told I was growing rather stir crazy. Let's go see what troubles are brewing in the Galax, and see if we can still be of some use to the folks that need it most."
With that, he sealed the canopy, and set course for planetary orbit. He would have simply taken the ship and the droid on their own, but he always loved to make an entrance, and gathering his fleet would certainly make an entrance on any planet he decided to visit. He kept thinking 'It's been far to long since Jedi Master Arden Brandwyn has made his presence known, and I'm sure the Galaxy has need of me once more.'
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𝓟𝓪𝓷𝓭æ𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓲𝓾𝓶
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Post by 𝓟𝓪𝓷𝓭æ𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓲𝓾𝓶 on Aug 15, 2023 17:52:34 GMT -8
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With one final, calculative swing of her saber, perfecting the angle, strength, and motion, Pandæmonium called it quits on the day's training. Like most days, she snuck away from the cult and ventured a dozen yards deep into the surrounding jungle. If any of the Elders took notice of her routine, they never let on, but it was unlikely. The last time they saw her saber ignited without a threat, she was nearly punished to insanity with their mind games. A shiver crept through her spine at that memory; it felt even odder with the temperate jungle temperatures further saturating her porcelain complexion in sweat. Grabbing an old cloth rag to wipe her brow, Pandæmonium sat on a nearby rock to avoid the otherwise moist earth beneath her. Scrunching her nose in distaste, she mentally prepared herself for the necessary yet most-hated task of the day -- handling the portaak amber. It had already been carefully synthesized and bottled by 𝕿𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖚𝖘 , one of the few people in the cult she could trust with her life. Methodically, she manipulated the Force to pick apart her lightsaber, piece by piece, revealing all the necessary parts to coat in the resin. Force forbid the day when this damned jungle ate away at that as it did with everything else. Maybe one day, things would change from this simplistic ritual she performed day in and day out. She longed for the days once taken from her, where she could fight with her heart on her sleeve, where her opponents sought to draw out her raw strength and potential. Instead, she felt caged like a feral animal. Maybe one day, she could bite the hands that fed her and get away with it. She huffed a laugh as she began applying the resin. If only. |
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Post by 𝕿𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖚𝖘 on Aug 15, 2023 18:07:12 GMT -8
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Buried deep in the caves, claimed by the Cult of Abyssos for their rites and rituals, Tartarus had taken careful precautions with what he was about to do. There wasn't a stray mark or line in any area of the summoning circle, drawn into the floor with such precision it was a wonder that only one person had accomplished such a task in a single sitting. Two triangles -- one large than the other -- intersected and stretched towards opposing apexes in the circle. At each of the larger triangle's points, candles burned hopefully.
Pacing nervously yet carefully around the summoning circle, Tartarus flipped through a tome. He deliberately ran through the instructions one final time. There was little room for errors here. Very few ever came this deep into the network of caves and tunnels. Although he used the cult's ritual chambers for this, it was a rare occasion sanctioned by the Elders that it was ever used. With that thought, he pursed his lips. Could he do this alone? Should he?
With a decisive sigh, Tartarus closed the tome. A THUD! echoed throughout the chambers like a blaster shot. He turned to the entrance as if to catch someone peeking, knowing no one would be there. At least, not yet.Tavi...He called to 𝓟𝓪𝓷𝓭æ𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓲𝓾𝓶 through the Force. A decision he immediately regretted. The Elders seemed to particularly punish her more times than he could count. If she was found aiding him in an unsanctioned ritual? He cursed himself under his breath, but it was too late now. If there was anyone who could help guide him to success, though, it would be her.Come find me. |
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