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Some had come from beyond the Reach. Others were simply natives of Ession.
Their point of origin did not matter, only their purpose. The Grand Temple was now empty, the refugees it had housed now moving on to greener pastures on Ventooine and Neelgaimon. In their stead came members of the old order. At first, they trickled into this place of reverence in small groups. Over time, that trickle had grown into a steady stream, until there were enough individuals visiting daily to justify calling them together.
Unlike previous gatherings, this one wore a shroud of formality. There was a heaviness in the air, the spark of quiet purpose reverberating through those that had gathered. All knew why they had come.
The old order had been declared on Eol Sha. It was there that the training of new initiates had begun, and it was here that the organization would be reborn as an official entity. All had been invited to attend.
The group met within the central hall of the temple. It was the only chamber large enough to house the lot of them comfortably, and Cedric had a special disdain for enclosed spaces. Clad in the traditional plate armor of the Essonian Archlord, he looked a bit overdressed for the part he was to play. Though his visage was hidden by his mask, one could hear the smile in his voice as he spoke.
"Hello friends," he bowed ever-so-slightly. "We all know why we have gathered here today. The order was declared on Eol Sha, and now it is to be made official. A form of the council is to be chosen, alongside its sub-chambers. As Archlord of the Dominion, I will sponsor the order by giving it this temple, as it served the Jedi Knights of the long past."
He paused for a moment, "We must announce ourselves before we begin. All may have a word, though only when it is their turn. Hopefully by the end of things we will have chosen a system that truly works."
A hand was pressed to his chest. "I am Cedric Grayson. Outside of my political duties I stand as an adept of sorts. I was never knighted in the traditional sense, though my teachings were rather thorough."
He gestured all about for the assembled group to continue.
[member="Dune Rhur"], [member="Lan Graendal"], [member="Varus Shatterstar"], [member="Jessica Med-Beq"], [member="Xiarr Sair"], [member="Jakkor Kess"], @Ra, [member="Vishkar"], [member="Atrina"], [member="Kensen"], [member="Alyson Halle"], [member="Anarya Drast"], [member="Rakieh Atur"], [member="Tempest Yore"], [member="Jairdain"], [member="Mason"], [member="Bhakt Wemk"]
Their point of origin did not matter, only their purpose. The Grand Temple was now empty, the refugees it had housed now moving on to greener pastures on Ventooine and Neelgaimon. In their stead came members of the old order. At first, they trickled into this place of reverence in small groups. Over time, that trickle had grown into a steady stream, until there were enough individuals visiting daily to justify calling them together.
Unlike previous gatherings, this one wore a shroud of formality. There was a heaviness in the air, the spark of quiet purpose reverberating through those that had gathered. All knew why they had come.
The old order had been declared on Eol Sha. It was there that the training of new initiates had begun, and it was here that the organization would be reborn as an official entity. All had been invited to attend.
The group met within the central hall of the temple. It was the only chamber large enough to house the lot of them comfortably, and Cedric had a special disdain for enclosed spaces. Clad in the traditional plate armor of the Essonian Archlord, he looked a bit overdressed for the part he was to play. Though his visage was hidden by his mask, one could hear the smile in his voice as he spoke.
"Hello friends," he bowed ever-so-slightly. "We all know why we have gathered here today. The order was declared on Eol Sha, and now it is to be made official. A form of the council is to be chosen, alongside its sub-chambers. As Archlord of the Dominion, I will sponsor the order by giving it this temple, as it served the Jedi Knights of the long past."
He paused for a moment, "We must announce ourselves before we begin. All may have a word, though only when it is their turn. Hopefully by the end of things we will have chosen a system that truly works."
A hand was pressed to his chest. "I am Cedric Grayson. Outside of my political duties I stand as an adept of sorts. I was never knighted in the traditional sense, though my teachings were rather thorough."
He gestured all about for the assembled group to continue.
[member="Dune Rhur"], [member="Lan Graendal"], [member="Varus Shatterstar"], [member="Jessica Med-Beq"], [member="Xiarr Sair"], [member="Jakkor Kess"], @Ra, [member="Vishkar"], [member="Atrina"], [member="Kensen"], [member="Alyson Halle"], [member="Anarya Drast"], [member="Rakieh Atur"], [member="Tempest Yore"], [member="Jairdain"], [member="Mason"], [member="Bhakt Wemk"]