Jedi Nomad

Location: Selvaris Enclave
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The ship touched down on the lush, jungle-covered world of Selvaris. As the ramp lowered and the scent of damp earth met her senses, Pari's thoughts drifted to Tython. The terrain was strikingly similar, verdant, ancient, alive. A pang of sorrow tugged at her chest. Tython, once a cradle of Jedi knowledge, was now under Imperial control. She had never gotten the chance to walk its sacred paths or study in the halls of the New Jedi Order's former headquarters. That opportunity may be lost to her now.
The turmoil in the Core had made her training as a Jedi far more complicated. Still, she was grateful to be studying at all. Just days ago, she'd been a prisoner. Now she stood on a world known, at least for the moment, as a haven for Jedi. She didn't take that for granted.
Pari stepped off the ramp, following the others onto solid ground. Around her, people dispersed quickly, some to greet others, some to deliver messages, some to vanish into the jungle with quiet purpose.
But she hesitated.
She didn't know where she belonged yet. She wasn't even officially a Padawan. Still, she held onto hope that here, on Selvaris, she could continue her training. That she could grow stronger, more skilled, and stay true to the Jedi path in a galaxy that seemed determined to erase it.
