Argis Volmir
T E M P E R A N C E
Dagobah, a swamp world that was often forgotten in the grand scheme of things. A planet where once an incredibly powerful dark jedi had been killed giving birth to a powerful nexus that had served to shield one of the most powerful Jedi in galactic history from the Sith. Sitting before the cave Argis sipped on the cup of tea he’d made from the native flora. The stench somewhat pungent. The sounds of the Dagobah’s fauna was music to the Dashades ears as his eyes stayed closed, his breathing calm and centered.
Darkside nexus’ were known to be uncomfortable to those of the light, but in truth what many never thought about was everything that surrounded the nexus. The nexus was just a cave, while the living force was within everything else that inhabited the planet. Argis wasn’t alone as he sat before this dark energy, he was with the living force. Argis was the plants that were slick with morning dew, he was the frogs that leapt from lily-pad to lily-pad in the nearby pond, he felt it all. The lightside of the force flowed into his being and out, unimpeded, he did not seek to control it nor did it him.
Before people would enter the cave system and would be confronted with both their worst fears and sometimes even visions of what could’ve been. It had been here that Argis had begun to develop his abilities in the force, on his own, away from civilization and among the dark so to better stand against it when the time came. Once a week he’d enter the cave, was tormented by its visions but now he stood a pillar of light unafraid and unwavering before its presence. The dark was not meant to be feared, it was meant to be fought by the light.
Taking another sip of the tea, the thick green liquid retreating down his throat Argis exhaled his eyes opening. His vision akin to that of spiderwebs as so many possibilities opened up before him, following one of the lines, the Dashade smiled. The day would be pretty interesting it seemed.
Darkside nexus’ were known to be uncomfortable to those of the light, but in truth what many never thought about was everything that surrounded the nexus. The nexus was just a cave, while the living force was within everything else that inhabited the planet. Argis wasn’t alone as he sat before this dark energy, he was with the living force. Argis was the plants that were slick with morning dew, he was the frogs that leapt from lily-pad to lily-pad in the nearby pond, he felt it all. The lightside of the force flowed into his being and out, unimpeded, he did not seek to control it nor did it him.
Before people would enter the cave system and would be confronted with both their worst fears and sometimes even visions of what could’ve been. It had been here that Argis had begun to develop his abilities in the force, on his own, away from civilization and among the dark so to better stand against it when the time came. Once a week he’d enter the cave, was tormented by its visions but now he stood a pillar of light unafraid and unwavering before its presence. The dark was not meant to be feared, it was meant to be fought by the light.
Taking another sip of the tea, the thick green liquid retreating down his throat Argis exhaled his eyes opening. His vision akin to that of spiderwebs as so many possibilities opened up before him, following one of the lines, the Dashade smiled. The day would be pretty interesting it seemed.