Renewal

[Jenson Koraz]

(OOC: This is my RP entrance to the faction. I moved it from the private RP area because it wasn't getting any traffic. This is open to any masters who want to come and bring me out of my exile )

The forests of Tython were bathed in golden light as the sun rose on another beautiful day. Various native birds began to chirp and sing, welcoming the sun with open arms and happy hearts. The planet was so peaceful, so serene. The Force flowed through it like water, cleansing and purifying. It was the perfect place for renewal.

In a small cave near a slow-flowing stream, former Jedi Padawan Jenson Koraz knelt on the rocky floor to begin his morning meditation. He raised his head and gazed with closed eyes at the ceiling of what had been his home for the past few weeks. He opened himself to the Force, allowing it to flow through him. Suddenly, images began to dance behind his eyes.

Fortunately, they were not the nightmares he often saw when meditating, nightmares involving the pirates he had slaughtered before leaving the Order. This time, the images seemed peaceful, welcoming almost, as if they were beckoning to him. They showed a planet, Jenson could not determine which one, with a strange place at its focus. At this place, several people, Jedi by the looks of them, were practicing with sabers. Jenson could not determine who they were, but he could feel that while they looked like Jedi, they were not, at least not by the usual terms.

Jenson at first did not want to follow the call of the vision. He had too much left to do on Tython. But before he could stop himself, he felt his mind send a subconscious Force suggestion across the galaxy to the strange people he could see in the vision. Like it or not, the Force really wanted him to go there. Opening his eyes and standing up, Jenson dismissed it as a trick of his mind and began preparing for another day of introspection and renewal.

 

[Maya Carrick]

It had started with but a whisper in a dream of hers one that wouldn't go way something that from time to time for a few weeks had try to push back. With out any luck it wouldn't go away it just started to get stronger and stronger. Even then she couldn't help but wonder if this was even something she could control. Or was it the force itself pulling her towards this planet to seek out what every had been whispering in her dreams.

Even then she had left her twins on the planet of Voss to seek out what every was in her dreams. Always the same she would wake up with a image of a young boy that had blue sink and dark black hair. Then it would pass as if just a memory. Until that one day that she had to medicated on it that it seem that the whisper was still there stronger then every.

Sometime even now as each year her growing older and with the wisdom that she has that still one liek the force could make her learn and teach her of its whispers. As the calling got stronger over the time spent in the ship of hers with nothing but her plants around it seem those whisper was getting stronger.

Now finding herself walking through the forest as if it had a strong feeling where she was being drawn to but to why one like herself couldn't say for sure. Even as she got closer to her goal there seem someone already there waiting. Had this person been drawn to this place also, or was this one home. Either way she would soon find out as she called gentle into the wind that would carry her voice.

"Hello, there any one there."

[member="Jenson Koraz"]

 

[Jenson Koraz]

[member="Maya Carrick"]

Jenson was so startled when he heard the voice that he dropped the rock he had been levitating. His hand went instinctively to his saber, but he stopped himself halfway to it and took a deep breath. He let the hand fall gently to his side. Turning in the direction of the voice, he began walking into the Tython forest. After a few minutes of walking, he spotted someone through the trees. It was a woman, pink-skinned. Jenson was puzzled. He rarely saw people this far out in the forest.

"Greetings," he said. He approached slowly, so as not to startle the woman. As he got closer, he recognized a strong Force signature coming from the woman. She was most definitely Force sensitive, and by the magnitude of the signal she was a strong one at that. Jenson put his right clenched fist into his left palm and bowed slightly.

"Welcome to Tython," he said politely, "How can I be of assistance?"