A brilliant fire
The fires of Coruscant had not yet faded from memory, and already the Hidden Path moved again. From the cliffs of Odessen, where a scattered alliance of Jedi, soldiers, smugglers, and outcasts had formed the Hidden Path, plans were no longer just words. Across the stars, cells were forming, refugees were fleeing, and the fight for the galaxy's future was beginning.
Valery stood near the edge of the platform, the sea of clouds below giving way to open sky. One by one, assignments were confirmed, and crews began to depart. The Network, still small in scale and fragile, was finally taking shape. On Eshan,
And in the shadows of Empress Teta, where the enemy's grip was tightening, the first real outpost would be established.
And this is only the beginning. Scattered as they were, the Hidden Path is gearing up to become something greater.
Now, it is time to move.