Private a blade for a master and her apprentice

[Yusa Yssah]

"Hihihi, you know, I already prepared an antidote to cure the nasty disease plaguing my world! My world is saved, but you and your apprentice esspecially, who save your two soul?"

My voice echoes like that of a little girl having fun, but the scenery suddenly tears around us. As though hurled into a whirlwind, we land in a dark, dimly lit cabin. In a way, that gives us something in common, because we both grew up in suffering. Becoming a healer? They won't have time for that, since they only came to craft their lightsaber. No, no, not possible it would require thorough training.

"Well then, you see, maybe you and I can go into business together. What do you say?"

"Look, here we are with Maurice and his gang… they really weren't nice at all!"

My memories intertwine: silhouettes loom, blows resound, screams echo. We hear whispered threats in an icy gloom.

"I was so young, and I had nothing to help me cope… but working the land, tending the fields, and planting seeds… that comforted me!"

The violent images pass by for a moment longer, then time stretches, and the cabin vanishes in an instant. Suddenly, a gentle fragrance of earth and greenery fills the air, and we find ourselves in a peaceful countryside bathed in light. We see rows of vegetables and fruits, a little plot of land lovingly cultivated.

I blink and smile like a child:

"This is where I spent my earliest years… I was just a farm girl with my seeds and my hoe, hihihi! You know, I didn't learn how to heal overnight. Becoming a healer took five years of hard work… and even after that, there was still so much to learn!"

I giggle, and the landscape takes on a golden glow.

"But I managed to create my antidote because I wanted to protect the people who matter to me… and now, I want to help everyone get better. Including you"

I extend a ghostly hand toward you, as if inviting you to take it.

"If you truly want to become a healer, you'll need patience… I work so hard hard in Five years for learn force and healing jobs. it's not like cutting an enemy in half, right? Hihihi! You'll have to stay long enough to learn everything. Doing good takes time, and I prefer it when the bad guys turn nice it's more fun, don't you think?"

"i know you are here for your lightsaber, but we can made a trade. You can't stay five years here that's impossible!"

My crystalline laughter lingers, contrasting with the frightening echoes of the previous scene. Everything becomes gentler again, as though the violence were only a bad dream carried away by the countryside breeze.

Diarch Rellik

 

[Diarch Rellik]

Tags: Yusa Yssah Lyssara Thrynn

Within a dream - there is the whill to fight for it.

Yusa stated she has the antidote to save her world - perhaps she saw the potential for the Master and Apprentice to ruin her work. Creating a variable in her equation. Yet she seemed confident, even responding positively to Relliks previous words and vocalizing that someone would need to save them from their path as well.

As the innocence of youth filled his ears, his soul was sent through tribulation as it was morphed and cascaded into a new tapestry. A dark dimly lit cabin before him.

"Well then, you see, maybe you and I can go into business together. What do you say?"

"Look, here we are with Maurice and his gang… they really weren't nice at all!"

My memories intertwine: silhouettes loom, blows resound, screams echo. We hear whispered threats in an icy gloom.

"I was so young, and I had nothing to help me cope… but working the land, tending the fields, and planting seeds… that comforted me!"

Compassion flooded the Diarch as he thought on his own upbringing. The only grass on Taris was within his fathers estate in small perfect patches that he could never mess with. For that you would need to go beyond the lower levels to reach the soil. Something he never was able to do. For him, his escape was in moments where he could break out and live like a vent rat. Usually leading to rash and violent moments with Lower level gangs where upon his return his father would punish him harshly for his disobedience. The echo of screams resonating with the scars on his chest and shoulder. Reminding him of his fathers lightning.

In resonated stunned silence he watched on. Viewing the scene before it was ripped away again and sent to another location. Now within a serene countryside. As if a boy experiencing it for the first time the aroma filled his nostrils. Almost making the hardened warrior shed a tear for the beauty of it all. Before the words of the Ferrierre brought him back to the reality of his years.

"This is where I spent my earliest years… I was just a farm girl with my seeds and my hoe, hihihi! You know, I didn't learn how to heal overnight. Becoming a healer took five years of hard work… and even after that, there was still so much to learn!"

"But I managed to create my antidote because I wanted to protect the people who matter to me… and now, I want to help everyone get better. Including you"

Extending her hand out to him. Rellik gently grabbed it. Calloused hands now intertwined with the soft ones of the kind girl.

It was true, five years would be to long for him. A deal was the only way.

"A deal it is my friend." A warm smile across the mans face. "I have many things to offer - Wealth, recourses, manpower. Yet I am not sure what it is you seek personally. If you are willing to help me, I am willing to travel and I would provide you the ability to do the same. I would offer you a place upon my home - Bastion. Here we have a school where we teach the youth both the light and dark side of the force. Attempting to give them balance and harmony to be what they need to be to survive the harsh reality of the galaxy. As you have shown me yours. If you are willing, my people can aid you in whatever endeavors you partake upon your planet. In return, I ask to have myself and my students kindly and with respect learn under you from time to time. Nothing permanent unless that be your desire, but a vocational lesson."

 

[Yusa Yssah]

Maybe, in the end, we can find common ground without necessarily having to fight. The person in front of me seems to have the same symptoms I had during my childhood and seems to understand what I feel about all this.

Perhaps I misjudged him he seems different from the hardcore Sith. However, this is not the case for his apprentice. I don't know why, but she radiates something particularly dark, some kind of inner conflict. This prevents me from trusting her. However, if she is this man's apprentice, she shouldn't be too much of a problem.

"We seem to have a few things in common. You mentioned Bastion? Yes, I know where that is. I've heard about your faction recently."

He even offers me to join. It's true that five consecutive years is a long time to learn a single medical skill, but on the other hand, medicine is a constant challenge one small mistake can cost a patient's life. The best I can do is offer my help occasionally so I can continue healing. I need something more advanced than what I currently have. We should be able to arrange something easily.

With a snap of my right hand, using my thumb and middle finger, I make the vision disappear. We are now back in reality. The vegetation around us remains unchanged, and the Sith is meditating, waiting for the next events to unfold. In fact, she has started constructing her lightsaber.

"You see, I need a ship. Mine is, let's say, somewhat outdated. All the technology is obsolete, and I can't get much out of it anymore. Unfortunately, to synthesize sophisticated antidotes, I need cutting-edge, up-to-date equipment."

Now he understands my problem. My current ship no longer allows me to heal people the way I want. I need a much more advanced model that will enable me to produce on a large scale or attempt entirely new formulas in a much faster and more efficient way. Right now, I have to rely on investors, which isn't always ideal.

"I accept joining your faction. I don't really have anywhere else to go at the moment anyway. I have no really home to go, and i can accept to teach you this knowledge. "

I stand up, letting them do what they need to do, and turn toward the stone-carved altar used for forging lightsabers. I extend my hands toward it and focus. Once finished, I turn back to them I have purified the area once again. They can use it without consequence now.

Diarch Rellik

 

[Diarch Rellik]

Tags: Yusa Yssah Lyssara Thrynn

The force flowed evenly between the two combatants. Although not a battle of blades the two crossed whills. Deciphering who they both were within the force and themselves.

Yusa even appeared to know of Bastion and the Diarchy. As unassuming and natural she seemed in her environment, it appeared the word of their actions had been spreading far and wide.

With a snap they had returned to the real world. Both sitting across from each other coming back to normal life.

As the subject of the deal unfolds she explains she needs a new ship. Something that could help her increase her ability to make intricate antidotes. This is certainly something he could provide.

"We would be honored to help you in this endeavor. Perhaps if you need additional funding you could sell some of these antidotes to the Diarchy. We would pay well for someone of your skill. No matter what, for your cooperation - the ship is yours."

The terms were set and both parties were in agreeance. A new win for both Rellik personally and the Diarchy as a whole.

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Rellik would reach out to Lyssara in the force. Speaking to her telepathically.

"When faced with an opponent that has natural benefits it is vital to find a reasonable outcome that ensures survival. There were ways for us to attempt at destroying this woman - but destruction is not the only option. Now, we have an ally. A partner who can teach us new ways to tap into the force and increase our power. It appears to be a win for us all for now."

Speaking out loud now.

"Thank you very much Yusa. Now Lyss, let us finish making our blades."

A warm smile across his face as their journey was a success. Moving to the stone carved alter the Diarch would kneel down and begin to put his crystal he infused at the shadow laboratory into his new curved hilt.

As the process of putting the fine pieces together became complete, Rellik would pull out a thin piece of brown leather and wrap it around the metal components. Providing more comfort for the blade.

 

[Lyssara Thrynn]

It seems that we have finally reached an agreement. While my master was already facing the Firrereo in front of us, I, on my side, took out the components to build my lightsaber and immersed myself in intense telekinesis to begin assembling it.

There is no time to waste. By the time they wake up, I have already made significant progress on my own lightsaber it is almost complete. I place the crystal in the appropriate chamber, then seal everything so that the saber is perfectly airtight.

My master then starts speaking to me telepathically, but I do not know how to respond. I have not learned this skill; it is not so easy for me.

I then give my master a smile to respond silently, so as not to interrupt the exchange between Yusa and him. If we have a new ally, that's not a bad thing, but we still need to know what this girl is truly worth. As I analyze her aura more deeply, I realize the vast gap between her and me. My master's message suddenly makes perfect sense. I feel completely overwhelmed by her aura—to the point that I stop analyzing it just to be able to breathe again. But who is this girl? Is she really that strong?

"Very well, Master, thank you for this information. On my side, I have completed my blade."

I return his smile as I stretch and finally stand up to ignite my own lightsaber. The lava crystal I placed inside has its effect—it glows orange with a flaming aura.

It is a fine piece of craftsmanship that will go well with my ichor blade. I have now completed my collection, and I can claim to advance to a higher rank with a true lightsaber rather than a mere training saber.

"What will be the next step, Master?"

Diarch Rellik

 

[Yusa Yssah]

I accept the terms of the exchange with a nod. He says he is ready to provide me with a ship suited to my needs and that I could sell antidotes to the Diarchy. Why not? I don't have much to lose and rather a fortune to gain from this deal.

"Very well, in that case, we have a deal."

After crossing my arms and leaning against a tree, I watch them work quietly, not interfering with their lightsaber construction.

I already have mine, so I leave them alone for now. I also need to prepare medical courses to teach healing to all these people. While they are busy with their work, I focus on my business and the ship I will soon acquire with the help of the Diarchy. I have high hopes for this ship.

For the simple reason that without it, I can't do much more regarding antidotes. I can't wait to get my hands on it. The sooner we leave this planet, the sooner we can access the ship catalog. So, I have every interest in letting them finish what they started.

When the apprentice finishes his lightsaber, I slowly approach to observe and examine it. I compare it to my own saber it is very different from what I had imagined. Every duelist has their own unique lightsaber. That is what makes the weapon so beautiful.

When the master also finishes his weapon, I watch calmly. They have created two very different sabers with distinct properties.

Something tells me that it's a synthetic crystal. I've used them before, so I know how to recognize them.

"Nicely made you two."

Diarch Rellik