Lothal...My last hope.

[Aiesha Solari]

Aiesha withdrawn and with little hope, lost and alone.Feeling the loss and death in her life felt the draw of the darkside slowly creep within herself she travelled the Galaxy in search of something to deal with her loss; the force wasn't willing to let her go brought her to the Jedi temple at Lothal.
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The prairie planet nearly barren, a monolith stood before her housing an ancient temple, why this place she had no idea, her hands shaking she was nearly in the brink of losing her mind. In this this moment thoughts of removing her trauma and the memory of her family crossed her mind, at least she would not fall into darkness, she kept telling herself it would be a last resort. At least she had that she would wipe her own mind if it ever came down to herself slipping to the dark side, she would make that sacrifice.


Her heart was crushed and broken, she could not save her family, to top it all off she had lost the only person she had ever loved. Looking up at the monolith in the middle of absolutely nothing around her, all she feel was the silence of her own thoughts,the Onderon scenario playing through her mind, her mother and father during in front of her. A maelstrom of emotions began to overwhelm her, the same emotion when she felt her husband die although they were a Galaxy away from each other all those years ago.


Overwhelmed she collapsed to her knees, grief had burrowed deep within herself, clenching her fists in the sand something happened she did not expect, tears kept pouring and all around her where she was kneeling. Sprouting out of the sand a field of grass and flowers grew before her own eyes, she collapsed laying in a field that was not there before the force exhausting all her energy she slipped into a coma.

 

[Oriaan Lem'gra]

Lothal.

Jedi Knight Oriaan Lem'gra circled once and then twice over the abandoned and decrepit Jedi temple before setting down a few hundred feet away. There was a ship there already - not one that he recognized, but quite likely the one that he had been seeking. It took him a few minutes to properly shut down and exit the ramp, locking his only way off-planet tightly behind him. Oriaan took a deep breath. It had been a long time since he had been to Lothal and the temple, and while things were obviously very different, certain things were the same - the smell, the look, the feel of the place. Quite for lack of life and activity that once greeted him on every visit.

Carefully, Oriaan allowed his previously submerged presence appear in the Force. When he traveled, and especially when he was operating undercover, he used quite a bit of concentration to keep his presence in the Force as is he was just any other, non-Force adept Bothan. But here, in this distant place and with the reasons he had for coming, he was free to relax. At least a little. He stood silent and still for a moment, a few dozen feet from his ship and standing in the tall grass of the prairie. He concentrated solely on his being and let down his guard, his presence in the Force seeming to brighten and take shape as he relaxed.

A few moments later he reopened his eyes, looking around. The world was abuzz around him anew, the connection of all life to the Force replacing the faux quiet he had experienced earlier. Where the Jedi had left a void, animals and plants had filled it, reclaiming the old grounds and the prairie around it as their own. Within the confines of the temple Oriaan felt a lone sentient presence. He looked at the temple commons from a distance, blinking a few times before he started walking around the exterior. Just to be sure, first.

The Bothan walked calmly and slowly, but with purpose. It was nice to be away from the turbulence of Jedi and Confederacy life, even if only for a moment. His hands brushed against the top of the tall grass, and he smiled at the memories of walking through this same prairie many, many years ago. A friend he had known in those times, someone he had trained with day in and day out, someone he had explored the mysteries of the Force with as a young man and fledgling Jedi, had brought him to this world again.

'Gallant,' the Bothan thought to himself, a sad smile framing his face.

The Bothan had not seen the Jedi for many, many years. Still, they had kept in touch. Relatively speaking. But when Gallant went missing, it was Oriaan that the Order had reached out to in question. The Bothan had no idea where the Jedi was, had not heard from him from several months, which was not unusual. But the Order said he was missing, and so Oriaan had dutifully went on the trail. The trail had quickly gone cold, however, much to the chagrin of the expert spy and tracker. After fumbling with credit accounts and data drives, and realizing there was nothing to be gained, Oriaan had elected to take a more humanistic approach.

Aiesha Solari. A Jedi Knight and ex-Padawan of Oriaan's old friend. If anyone was going to know where Gallant had gone, it would be her. Of course, Oriaan had never met the woman, and had difficulties in tracking her down. When he had given the Order an update, they made his assignment an additionally official one, explaining that they had news of tragedy on Solari's homeworld. They feared for her as well, and tasked Oriaan with finding her and ensuring her safety while he returned her to the Order and their counselors. In an era where the Jedi had significant emotional bonds, the leadership was acutely attuned to the difficulties of following the Jedi teaching.

Having walked around the exterior of the temple a half rotation, and being satisfied that the two of them were alone, Oriaan turned his walk towards the temple. The other Jedi would have undoubtedly felt his presence by now, his luke-warm grey presence in the Force that mirrored his work and the sacrifices he had to make for it. He would be apparently a member of the Order, but he was not worried. Within a few minutes, he approached the monolith at the center of the temple's commons, and the young Jedi Knight that was before it.

 

[Aiesha Solari]

Aiesha laid in the field still succumbed in a coma, she could sense all and everything around her. The trees the field that seemingly grew from nowhere, the rocks that held the monolith in place. Her past reflecting images in her mind, her childhood all friends which have moved on to the after life, her husband who she could feel but not see who she could feel looking out for her. Gave her the feeling of despair of her loss, struggling to let go.


Aiesha herself was not at peace, her parents death, as well as her whole family were simply projected images in her mind only emotions, there force signatures were nowhere to be found. Being trapped in a coma all she could feel was that she felt alone while a silent darkness crept in like a shadow veil.


Strange as it were she could feel a ray of hope as the sun shone across the sky, eliminating her current coma state piercing whatever veil of darkness attempted to consume her mind. She could feel two presence differentiating around two people. One she knew very well, the other was a presence she had not felt before. The one she knew felt as though it walked right through her breaking her free from her coma. Astonished and amazed, leaving her sad at the same time, she sat where she was and tears filled her eyes when she soon realized. It was Gallant he had found the path of Immortality and was kneeling in front of her.


“You gave me quite a scare young lady, and there is someone here I would like you to meet.”

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