Searching For The Past in the Republic

[Adzatsmam]

Adzatsmam had been sent on a journey to find ancient objects that belonged to his people. His intentions were to preserve and rebuild their culture, but anyone would easily think he was trying to rebuild the ancient Empire and try to take over the galaxy once again, just as his people killed many in the Great War of a time now long gone. But this was different, entirely different. The way his people lived, breathed, and continued was with their ways. Of course, perhaps, some things could be changed... but for a civilization that have lived by the same culture for eons, it would take time to alter, one could not flip a switch, as it would cause those to falter. With the Republic, Adzatsmam was only here for one purpose, to try and get what is rightfully his peoples. From enough research as he hopped planets, he found the best place may be to land on Chazwa. He would land on the planet in his Phantom-class, which was originally owned by the Sith Lord that once commanded his people in a time now lost, and then given to him. He set out to find a council, or important Republic Building, hoping to have a peaceful conversation. Only escorted by two other Massassi, they were unarmed, and would obey his command.

Spoiler

Individuals are only tagged for what seems to be their importance in the faction. Hopefully someone will take interest, those tagged able to send the message along. I know the GR is busy, but this short be short.

[member="Mantic Dorn"] | [member="Lady Kay"] | [member="Khyros Sunblade"] | [member="Matthew Mar'Tin"]

 

[Mantic Dorn]

Chazwa was in ruins. The Mandalorians had laid waste to the city along with the sith and their allies during the terrible dark days of the era that had come to be known as the Red Dawn.

Mantic was one of the few Jedi that had remained in the Republic after the jedi chism where the Jedi Order under new leadership had left its sevice to the Republic and gone elsewhere.

So much was lost to those remaining but they had not given up and instead tried to reform something new from the ashes, something that would inspire hope and prosperity among the people.

For Mantic it was about to give credibility to the name Republic Jedi. While they were trying to reform on Yuton as their new main temple there was still much to learn from the old archives that still existed scattered around the Republic worlds. Here on Chaswa there had been a jedi enclave. It was not a large temple, yet still a place of importance given that Chazwa was the capital of the Republic.

The enclave had been damaged during the conflict like everything else and only a handful of people were here as [member="Adzatsmam"] arrived.
There were some janitorial droids along with a few jedi moving about in the destroyed building.

A lone republic trooper had been placed as guard at the entrance and he noted the jedi master of the guests.

Still brushing of his robes Mantic exited the enclave and took a bow at [member="Adzatsmam"]

"Greetings, how may I assist you?" he greeted and glasped his hands in front of him.

 

[Adzatsmam]

[member="Mantic Dorn"]


Adzatsmam took a look around as he felt an ache in his chest, the sight that reminded him and his companions of their home. The destruction and cataclysmic appearance of the planet was painful, and it was saddening. His race was known for its savage and brutal nature, but also for its loyalty, and in loyalty their is passion, and the Shahku's loyalty lied in its family, and its future. Which was why they were not on a goal of domination as their Sith Lord ancestral counterparts were so very long ago.

Adzatsmam and his companions were silent as they walked through the wreckage and examined the wreckage and debris before being greeted. Adzatsmam and his companions also bowed out of respect and kindness, and Adzatsmam was going to greet back, but one of his companions reminded him that the man speaks basic. adzatsmam prepared himself as he attempted to communicate. "H... Hello... I," he clenched a fist to touch his chest to bring attention to himself, "Adzatsmam. These," he reached his hands out to bribg attention to his companions, "my family." He bowed excluding his companions, trying to show it was an honor to meet someone.

As he came back up from his bow he looked around, bribging attention to the destruction, "What... Happened?" Adzatsmam genuinely looked as if he cared

 

[Mantic Dorn]

Watching the three it became obvious that they were not accustomed to basic. At least it seemed some time had passed since the last time they used it.
That also most likely meant that he had to be careful about any cultural missunderstandings during their conversation and so Mantic prepared himself to step carefully. The three seemed peaceful enough but their posture and heritage signalled that they were no strangers to violence, should it come to that.
Biting his lips he prayed that he would not insult them somehow.

"Chazwa, was attacked by a great army, formed by many enemies of the Republic. They were fought back, but the costs were terrible." he tried as plainly as possible.

"I am afraid you have come to a shell of the former capital."

[member="Adzatsmam"]

 

[Adzatsmam]

[member="Mantic Dorn"]


Leaned down to kneel to touch the ground, taking a breath as the Companions watched on. It had been so long since Adzatsmam and his people stepped on soil, the ground of a planet. But Adzatsmam was more trying to feel the pain of the devestation, the destruction, the lives lost. He was able to understand Basic enough with association, this meaning that and this. It was only hard on his part to speak it. "Adzatsmam sorry for... lost spirits. Accept forgiveness, from Shahku, from family." He said as he stood, the two companions bowing their head in respects. "Adzatsmam come, searching. Searching for Sith objects, rightfully owned by family. They... not powerful, but old enemy long ago.... take them. Family return, family search." Sounding barbaric, he internally apologized as it felt so disrespectful, as surely the Humans were a respectful species in their own right, or whatever, this being was... was surely respectable as their species had lived on for a long while. "Books of family, of ...Massassi. History, lives, culture. Very sacred. Also Chalice, important for rituals." He spoke very slowly, trying to say the words correctly as his head began to hurt

 

[Kafti Drevur]

Alone, in a desolate wasteland that was once a city. She had just became a Jedi, only a few days ago. To follow in her mothers footsteps as a Force Healer. She already knew several techniques for Force Healing thanks to her mothers teachings. She was a survivor. She went to Chazwa to become a Jedi, but was untimely caught in a fight for the planet. She hid. Now she wanders throughout the desolate capitol, when she finds several beings that aren't dead. She had lost W2TR as well. 'Thats some credits I am not getting back.' I walk towards the, oh my, Sith. Not the 'Sith' that are known throughout the galaxy, but the race. As well as a Jedi. Not sure what to say without breaking down, she simply says, "Um.. Hello?"

[member="Adzatsmam"] [member="Mantic Dorn"]

 

[Mantic Dorn]

He was fully aware that the species sith was something different then the more common title. Yet, it was hard for him to hear the word without feeling a bit uncomfortable. Then, he knew it was wrong of him.

Taking a deep breath he cleared his thoughts and listened to what [member="Adzatsmam"] tried to say. They were warriors, but nothing indicated a craving for brutality in their behavior.

"We have little left," he instead replied and showed with a open hand toward the building in its poor shape behind him. "The main bulk of the jedi left Republic worlds and brought with them much data that we used to store." Mantic raised a hand and summed the archivist, employed by Republic funds on the behlaf of the Republic jedi.

"Assist this man in finding what it is he seek." he instructed with a slight shrug to [member="Adzatsmam"] - it was the best he could offer at the time being.

Behind the sith and his warrios a new shape appeared nad Mantic sensed her presence before she spoke. A force sensitive.

His eyes darted between [member="Adzatsmam"] and [member="Kafti Drevur"] giving the sith a bow before he raised himself to watch [member="Kafti Drevur"]

"Greetings, and welcome to the chazwa enclave." he told her keeping his attention divided between the two.

 

[Kafti Drevur]

"Uh, hello, I am Kafti Drevur. I, uh, well. I was trapped under some rubble and I lost my ship and droid. I have seen few survivors, much more dead than alive." I pace around, "Oh this is horrible, everyone is dead, this is just horrible." I pace around faster and start to sob as I repeat the words, "This is horrible!"

[member="Mantic Dorn"] [member="Adzatsmam"]

 

[Adzatsmam]

[member="Mantic Dorn"] [member="Kafti Drevur"]

Adzatsmam looked over as he saw a woman struggle out from the rubble, the companions looking on as well. Before Adzatsmam gave the archivist his attention, he ordered his companions in Sith language, and they walked over to the girl and gently escorted her to the group. Adzatsmam took a red finger to pull her chin up and then put the same red finger over his lips, hushing the girl. He reached into a pocket and pulled out a pouch and poured some of its contents into the girls hands. Dozens of Aurodium coins spilled out, probably as much as worth fifty or so thousand credits. He then put a hand on her back and urged her to Mantic, the gentleman jedi in front of them, knowing he could help her more.

He turned to the archivist then and greeted him, "You know of... Books, Chalice?" he asked

 

[Mantic Dorn]

Her pain was obvious and immediate. It took Mantic somewhat with surprise, but he recognized it and reached out for her shoulder.

"Miss, calm down." he tried with an as soothing voice as he could muster. "What happened here is terrible, a disaster. But let me help you off the street. Tell me who you are?"

With his free hand he motioned for [member="Kafti Drevur"] to accompany him inside.

The Archivist nodded.
"I can help you find information if that is what you require. Specifics will help."

[member="Adzatsmam"]