The Forestry of Ovates held nothing on the dense woodlands of Velichor, yet it held a beauty all the same to Caedyn who had arrived at the Mnemos Jedi Temple some two days ago. With the recession of war came an uneasy sense of adjustment for the Jedi Knight, wanting to enjoy the time of peace and yet expecting it to be temporary. The Sith Order was growing in number in the Outer Rim Territories and in the absence of the Maw, the Bryn'adul and the Imperials, there were certain to be pirates and scavengers looking to pick apart all that was left in the northern territories.
The Galactic Alliance's Senate had taken action to begin assisting the numerous worlds and peoples in their recovery effort, yet it would surely take time before there was a semblance of normality in the lives of all who had been affected. In a bid to support the Senate and the world's in need of aid, Caedyn had contacted the Board at Lifeline Connect Ltd informing them to prioritize and assist the Alliance Relief Effort however possible. They were a privately funded Organization who were perfect for humanitarian aid, and precisely why Caedyn Arenais had founded the group under the House Arenais Humanitarian Trust.
Mnemosyne on the other hand seemed to be fairing perfectly well. As the silent Monarch, there really wasn't much to intervene with unless during times of an emergency. As such, his visits usually meant spending time at the Jedi Temple, checking in with the Order present there and otherwise going about his own affairs. Today was such a day, where he had been spending a great deal of time in the archives and subsequently decided to spend the afternoon out among the wilderness.
The Jedi Knight had found a place of shelter from the heat of the sun. Completely surrounded by tree's, at the base of a mountain slope, Caedyn seated himself upon the smooth surface of a nearby rock where he would set his Staff aside and remove his backpack from over his shoulder. It was blissfully peaceful here, only the sound of the birds and the nearby river accompanied his secluded break away from the rest of the Galaxy.
Reaching into the backpack, Caedyn would remove his canteen and take a drink. The trek had been long enough to build up a sweat and the heat of the summer's day certainly called for some needed hydration. Now seemed as good a time as any to reflect on the weeks that had passed. His meetings with a number of influential Force Users, seeking further insight into the ideologies and practices that separated him from other groups and Orders present around the Galaxy. Voicing his concern for the future, the likelihood of more conflict and the questions that he held over the methods of the Jedi in response to such oppressive movements. Above all else, however, is his desire to better interpret the Will of the Force.
Quite some time ago now,
Thurion Heavenshield
had first taught Caedyn how to commune with the spirit of his Father, Veiere Arenais. Setting his Canteen back into his pack, Caedyn decided now was a good time to commune with Veiere. There were many who could share wisdom with Caedyn, but as his father was one of the wisest the Jedi Knight had known and no longer present in life, Caedyn would position himself atop the rock with his legs crossed and his hands lightly resting atop his knees, taking a moment to pace his breathing slowly and allow his body to relax.
The Galactic Alliance's Senate had taken action to begin assisting the numerous worlds and peoples in their recovery effort, yet it would surely take time before there was a semblance of normality in the lives of all who had been affected. In a bid to support the Senate and the world's in need of aid, Caedyn had contacted the Board at Lifeline Connect Ltd informing them to prioritize and assist the Alliance Relief Effort however possible. They were a privately funded Organization who were perfect for humanitarian aid, and precisely why Caedyn Arenais had founded the group under the House Arenais Humanitarian Trust.
Mnemosyne on the other hand seemed to be fairing perfectly well. As the silent Monarch, there really wasn't much to intervene with unless during times of an emergency. As such, his visits usually meant spending time at the Jedi Temple, checking in with the Order present there and otherwise going about his own affairs. Today was such a day, where he had been spending a great deal of time in the archives and subsequently decided to spend the afternoon out among the wilderness.
The Jedi Knight had found a place of shelter from the heat of the sun. Completely surrounded by tree's, at the base of a mountain slope, Caedyn seated himself upon the smooth surface of a nearby rock where he would set his Staff aside and remove his backpack from over his shoulder. It was blissfully peaceful here, only the sound of the birds and the nearby river accompanied his secluded break away from the rest of the Galaxy.
Reaching into the backpack, Caedyn would remove his canteen and take a drink. The trek had been long enough to build up a sweat and the heat of the summer's day certainly called for some needed hydration. Now seemed as good a time as any to reflect on the weeks that had passed. His meetings with a number of influential Force Users, seeking further insight into the ideologies and practices that separated him from other groups and Orders present around the Galaxy. Voicing his concern for the future, the likelihood of more conflict and the questions that he held over the methods of the Jedi in response to such oppressive movements. Above all else, however, is his desire to better interpret the Will of the Force.
Quite some time ago now,
