Blade of Ession
Thelar Grayson
Location: Grand Jedi Temple, Ession
Theme
The rain fell harder than usual, or at least, it felt like it on this day. In recent years, Heinrich had tried his best to stay away from these holy grounds, though it seemed fate kept bringing him back. His ever-dedicated student
Veynos Qeyl
had given Heinrich some solace in his return to the Grand Temple, but even then, there was the ever-present murmur of destiny that burned in his ear...Tython was meant to be the end. Ashla knows, it took everything that Heinrich and his comrades had to bring the inevitable wave of darkness that was
Darth Solipsis
down. He thought, with all of their sacrifice, it had been enough...Yet, that same evil returned.
Even despite that, Heinrich had hoped that the legacy of his beloved friend and leader would endure, but these days, all was fractured. The Jedi were as divided as they ever could be, and the same evil that the Crusade had fought to beat back seemed to be on the door of every pure soul within the galaxy.
And yet, there was that ever-present glimmer of hope...
He walked through the halls, gazing upon the works that he and his had put so much effort into restoring. It was the next generation, he would tell himself, that perhaps could right the wrongs of not only the galaxy, but of those that had so blindly led their crusade against the ongoing tide of darkness.
Only time would tell...