The Cyan Blade
Location: Voss
0900 Galactic Standard Hours

| [member="Iella E'ron"] | [member="Rasu Gan"] | [member="Sochi Ru"] | [member="Vulpesen"] | [member="Thurion Heavenshield"] | [member="Hasjo Hallu"] | [member="Coci Sinopi"] | [member="Khong"] | [member="The Cyan Blade"] |
The air in Voss was quite refreshing this early in the morning, it's breeze filled the lungs of each sentient and it was quite invigorating. Such a comfortable enviroment in order to work properly and to promote a positive mood in those present.
As part of the efforts that Master Rasu Gan started, the members of the newly formed Silver Jedi were gathering around Voss in order to start a new venture with new goals and away from the politics that usually entangled the scholars and Force practitioners in countless debates and tedious tasks.
Since most of the efforts were being carried on their own, the structures and several task crews working in the settlements and logistics were pretty basic, but slowly were being improved with the guidance of the former Jedi Councilor Iella E'ron and Rasu Gan, while other newly assigned to command positions such as Vexander Graves worked heavily on increasing the security and providing stability to the small amount of settlers in the planet that were there before they arrived.
Standing dressed in his old Covert 7 Armor, the Master remained with his lightsaber clipped to his belt and several equipment looking at plans and schematics along a whole file in his datapad with details on regards of the recruitment drive that he was spearheading.
Knowing that the Order wouldn't stand a chance with just Force Sensitives, he decided that something had to be done... an old tradition that dated centuries ago would have to be placed. Raising his gaze at the increasing number of sentients that followed them and those volunteers that were happy to have the attention of an organized Order.
Looking at Coci Sinopi directly, the young man smiled warmly and caressed his beard "The construction efforts are going smoothly, but we need to start working on the barracks and training grounds for the militia... in time it will increase to something even larger than a militia, so we need to work in a large area where we can expand those facilities without problem."
With a small smile in his face and eager to the idea of having a new specialized team and teach them to become expert marksmen and women, Vexander went ahead to the sentients in the registration area designated for the volunteers "I shall go ahead and start the drive... hopefully a lot will be interested in joining the defensive efforts" walking slowly, the young man headed outside with one simple goal: Recruiting those who would be Rangers.