Lord of Refuge
Prepare for Departure
Maramere
Tags:
Lightsaber, Refuge, Respite, Jedi Outcasts, Grafted into Stone
Jasper nodded to the dock worker in affirmation and turned his head away from his data pad, looking out into the vast ocean of Maramere. He and many other Jedi he had gathered were stood on a commercial Ocean platform, a hybrid between shipping dock and spaceport. In a matter of hours they would be off on a journey into the stars. After being present for a meeting between what Jedi remained following the fall of the Galactic Alliance, the Jedi Master had finally decided that it was time for him to make something of himself again. He still had a lot to fight for, and a fire that burned hot in his soul. Allies from back in the days of the Tingel Arm repayed a favor, and he had himself a capital ship worthy of being an inconvenience to all who would do wrong by the common man.
Their first target would be the Sith, who first he wasn't sure. He still needed to sit down with Braze and learn what he had managed to gather about the order hidden behind the Blackwall, so in the meantime the Covenant seemed poised for some impending chaos. They'd spend the next days living stateless, moving quickly from place to place to wear thin whatever they could. That would be his contribution to the coming war.
And when it was time the Grafted into Stone would join up with whoever could lead the charge.
For now though it was a matter of gathering those who were getting antsy to put their talents to use. He had sent out more personalized messages to those who's skills may be of use. This was to be a fighting force after all, not a club for training and philosophy. As he stood and pondered the future, his old Togruta ally Seydan Toth approached.
"Well, Big Kahuna, I guess this is where we part ways for a while," he noted with a soft smile. "You sure you want me back on Refuge? I still got some fight left in me."
"For now I do, friend," Jasper answered the Jedi Knight. "Someone has to take charge and watch over the refugees from the Core. They're still in distress... who could blame them. Our Senator friend has done what he can to keep their spirits in order, but their defense falls onto us. You've always been my second in command. I feel that is a task you can see to, Seydan."
"Then I'll see it done," the Togruta answered. "Take care of yourself, brother."
And the man was off, back towards the Redwind. Jasper could not help but feel wistful as he watched the old transport take to the skies. How he missed those days when it ferried children to distant worlds, hopes and dreams contained within its shell.
It did not perform that duty any longer.
Jasper sighed, stepping away from the edge of the port to seat himself down on a crate. What allies he was going to have would arrive shortly. He wasn't sure if any would stick for the long haul. He had his hopes, but he knew that he'd have to settle for whoever decided to show up. Then he would do his best to ensure that the galaxy was ready for whatever was to come...
If it wasn't already too little too late.
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