The Mentor
The Fel had announced it. All Sith, Apprentice, Knight, Master, Lord.... Emperor... Mistress... Plant... Didn't matter. Extermination. Exterminate and wipe them out from existence. They were no longer sentient beings...
Except one.
This was why Josh DragonsFlame had come to the homeworld of the Fel. The shuttle landed on the planet and the Jedi Master, clad in full robes and armor underneath stepped out. His new lightsaber, crafted in memory of Saoirse Jenulia, hung on his belt. His old one also hung beside it, but it was something he'd only use when needed.
As Josh walked into the building, he gave a look and a nod to the guards. He was expected, obviously. This meeting had been arranged ahead of time... Just hours after the decree was made. This had to be settled before it was too late. A settlement that would benefit both the Fel's fight against the Sith, and benefit the Jedi's fight against the Sith, not to mention Josh had a personal stake in this.
He took a breath before shooting a handsome, almost flirty smile toward the female secretary at the front desk. Ossus had re-affirmed Josh's confidence, transforming him from the ragged, depressed, almost frightening-looking man, to his old, charismatic, dangerous Jedi Master self. And it was in full display, as he walked, no hood on, nothing hiding the confidence in his eyes that had returned.
He rested an elbow on the desk as his smile never faltered.
"Josh DragonsFlame. Here for my meeting with Mr. Ronin?" the Jedi Master asked friendily.
The secretary gave a smile right back, paging Ronin to let him know that Jedi Master Joshua DragonsFlame had arrived...
Except one.
This was why Josh DragonsFlame had come to the homeworld of the Fel. The shuttle landed on the planet and the Jedi Master, clad in full robes and armor underneath stepped out. His new lightsaber, crafted in memory of Saoirse Jenulia, hung on his belt. His old one also hung beside it, but it was something he'd only use when needed.
As Josh walked into the building, he gave a look and a nod to the guards. He was expected, obviously. This meeting had been arranged ahead of time... Just hours after the decree was made. This had to be settled before it was too late. A settlement that would benefit both the Fel's fight against the Sith, and benefit the Jedi's fight against the Sith, not to mention Josh had a personal stake in this.
He took a breath before shooting a handsome, almost flirty smile toward the female secretary at the front desk. Ossus had re-affirmed Josh's confidence, transforming him from the ragged, depressed, almost frightening-looking man, to his old, charismatic, dangerous Jedi Master self. And it was in full display, as he walked, no hood on, nothing hiding the confidence in his eyes that had returned.
He rested an elbow on the desk as his smile never faltered.
"Josh DragonsFlame. Here for my meeting with Mr. Ronin?" the Jedi Master asked friendily.
The secretary gave a smile right back, paging Ronin to let him know that Jedi Master Joshua DragonsFlame had arrived...