Faction Guardians of the Galaxy (TJO/Jedi)

[Zark San Tekka]

GALLO MOUNTAINS
Connel Vanagor Balun Dashiell Bettany Sal-Soren Jared Starchaser Feng Huang Braze Ko Vuto

Master San Tekka drove another piton into sheer cliff face. Once he was anchored the Jedi Master risked a glance down below at the trail of Temple Guard candidates who vowed to undertake this unorthodox physical Trial. Climbing one of Naboo's largest mountains demanded much from both the body and mind. When they reached the summit, he would witness them take sacred oaths to defend this world and others like it across the galaxy.

Old instincts urged Zark to have another look around before he kept climbing. Familiar wingspans on the horizon were growing closer fast. He activated a comlink tuned to the same frequency as the candidates.

"Bogwings incoming," San Tekka warned the other Jedi, "They're fiercely territorial. Be prepared to defend yourselves."

Naboo bogwings could be more dangerous than they looked. Razor sharp talons more than capable of lacerating flesh and the little creatures could carry up to nine times their own weight. Lightsabers cut them down easily enough, but they were agile and hunted in flocks. Strange reptilian cries echoed off the mountainside.

He needed to push them harder than what most Jedi considered an acceptable risk. Forging a Knight of the Temple Guard meant teaching them more than just combat skills. To let go of all their fears and serve something greater. The Order could not train an army of soldiers, but it still needed champions more than ever. Those who made it to the peak would swear to help him bear this burden so that other Jedi didn't have to.

 

[Connel Vanagor]

WORTHY OF TRUST AND CONFIDENCE
GALLO MOUNTAINS
NABOO

Omega Squad Every Day Gear Locations

• Michael, Gabriel, Raguel, Sariel, Raphael, Jeremiel, Connel
  [Any text in brackets signifies comm-link usage and not face to face conversation]
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  Rides
  
  • "Enterprise" Station Ship
  • Vigilant Reaper
  • Null Vector
  • Speederbike
  • Iron Psalm
  Gear/Armor
  
  
  • Gear(“Bodycam” Datapad, UAD Drone, link to Seraphim AI and Nanotech included)
  • Lightblaster
  • Shortsabers (“Night” and “Day”)
  • Throwing Lightknives
  • Force Blinding Flashbangs
  • RI-17 Rifle-w-MS-0412 Grenade Launcher
  SURGICAL - CRYBERNETIC IMPLANTS
  
  • Repli Implants that would be for the limbs
  • Bonemer enhancements to strengthen structure of the body
  • Muscle enhancements.
  • Hemo enhancements for blood flow
  • Hawkeye implants for eyes
  • Advanced Medical Implant
  • Scentzy
  • Injected Nanotech upgrades
• Shadow Sanctuary - Enterprise

He was here for a physical trial, to try and carry on his father’s last position as a Jedi and be accepted as a “Warden”, maybe not today, or tomorrow, but eventually. Maybe then he could feel worthy of the title of “Jedi” and of the name “Vanagor”, he does not right now. Don’t ask, it’s a long story, for another time. All of this being said, he was here with Jared, Balun, and Feng. Even a few others like Ko, and … Braze… there was another here as well. Facial recognition software in his mask revealed her as “Bettany Sal-Soren.”

... another one…

He had absolutely no issue with the Princes and Princesses of Naboo, just seemed like carpenters were building extra woodwork for new ones to come out of.

... a little extreme… but I laughed…

So they were here for a physical trial, and they were rock climbing. Okay. Not wanting to waste time, Connel pulled the rappelling line from his gear and while he did not “free climb”, he drove the hook into the rockface with each move he made. This was not to show off, it was to give others more room to move, after all, Ko Vuto needed it.

"Bogwings incoming," … "They're fiercely territorial. Be prepared to defend yourselves."

No such luck.


Talons raked across his lead arm, sharp enough to break his grip. For a half-second, gravity reached up and tried to claim him. The line held. He swung once, boots scraping hard against the cliff before he slammed back into the rock face, breath punching out of him. Good. Still here. Still in control. Still though. They were protecting. The next pass coming was just too fast to ignore.

CLOSE YOUR EYES FOR TWO SECONDS! This was not a good idea, but yelling out to everyone, he could at least warn them. No hesitation. He ripped the flashbang free, thumb finding the pin by instinct more than sight. The device snapped loose, and with a short, controlled motion, he hurled it outward into the heart of the flock.

A pulse of light erupted midair.

Not fire. Not harm. Just a violent burst of brilliance and sound, like the sky itself flinched. The bogwings around him scattered instantly, their formation breaking apart into panicked streaks of motion as instinct overruled aggression.

Silence followed.

Not complete silence, but enough to give some breathing room. Connel blinked once, vision clearing as he re-centered himself against the cliff. His grip reset. His breathing slowed. He didn’t look down, didn’t check who was watching. He didn’t say anything clever. Connel just reached up…and kept climbing.

Not elegant. Not graceful. Not what a Jedi Master would have done…but no one fell.

Zark San Tekka • Balun Dashiell • Bettany Sal-Soren • Jared Starchaser • Feng Huang • Braze • Ko Vuto
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