The Spacepiress of Chaos
"From their home they shall rise. An iron shield held aloft to defend the innocent. From the corners of the galaxy they shall come. All shall be one, and none shall be lesser or greater than the other. United as the Jedi once were."
~ Canticle of Hope
"For thousands of years the Jedi Order had stood as the guardians of the galaxy, defenders of the innocent, a beacon of hope in the darkness. Now they stood apart, fractured into many, each without a focus. Some span across the galaxy bringing war through dominion, whilst others remain silent, hidden in their temples. If they shall not take upon their shoulders the mantle that which was entrusted to them, then we shall rise in defense of those they have forgotten. Go now Knight-Commander, and fulfill this, for the Enclave Project is only the beginning..." The figure slowly faded away into the darkness of the room, the blue hue of the hologram receding from the darkness before the lights slowly flickered back on. The lone woman remained quiet, still upon her knee with her head lowered. Quietly she drew in a deep breath before it escaped her lungs, her eyes flicking open as she slowly brought her head up. The mission was simple, though it was just the starting step in something greater.
Slowly she rose, her hands taking hold of the helm that rest on the table before her. Golden hues moved over the object as a soft smirk crossed her lips, showing off the elongated canine teeth. Running her fingers over the helm, she spun it for a moment before raising it up and placing it upon her brow. Slowly she turned from the table, her eyes falling upon the world below as the screen on the window before her slowly rose up.
"There was a battle here once. The Jedi rescued a Huttlet as I understand. Though they did so in order to gain the cooperation of the Hutts for the Republic. Now this world shall see its monasteries used for something greater beyond that of a prison for a single Hutt."
She mused to herself, her arms slowly crossing over her chest as she took another deep breath. Her eyebrow perked up as she looked back over her shoulder for a moment, there at the door a knight with their head bowed.
"Ma'am. The shuttle is ready."
"Good. Keep the vessel in orbit."
Taking a step back, she spun around before marching from the room. The world of Teth lay below, and it would be here that the first of many enclaves for the Order would be set up. They would act as beacons in the darkness, shining hope for those that saw only death and destruction. The Sith ran rampant even with their Empire in shambles, whilst the Jedi continued to bicker among themselves. Nothing was being accomplished, nothing had been accomplished in those years and now the Order of the Righteous Flame was returning, burning brighter than ever.