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Connel Vanagor

Walking warning label, and mild HR violation
Connel Vanagor
Character Bio
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TITLES OF MASTERY
MIDVINTER
ROYAL COURTYARD


Companions/Droids Every Day Gear Locations

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It’s a beautiful day in the kingdom.

Lira is helping Buster make his rounds of all of his friends in Heavenheim (and getting treats as well as scratches).

Connel is standing in front of the statue of his father, Caltin just shaking his head. Someone in town had called him something. Not “Knight Vanagor”, not “Conservator”, not “Master Jedi”... no the little girl called him “Master Vanagor”. Him. He looked around as if looking for someone else. It was an innocent thing on her part, make no mistake, but it bothered him. Something he’d have to look the old man over and bring up.

Right now.

You know? For a dead guy… you still know how to cause problems. He exhaled. I don’t know what else you want from me. There was no bitterness in his voice, just exhaustion. He thought having been lucky to find Lira would ease things but they didn’t, they only made things worse. He’s exhausted, from years of isolation, crawling through the proverbial mud, dealing with the pain, the legacy dumped on him.

I spent years trying to figure out what you'd do… Turns out that's a terrible way to live. Standing there quietly as if about to admit the truth. Not a heroic truth, a real one. I don't know if I'm doing any of this right.

He looked down. Lira deserves better… The students deserve better… The Jedi deserve better… Sometimes I think they all got stuck with me because you weren't around. I wasn’t enough…

Then there it was…

You always did overthink everything.

The Force shifted and a familiar presence sat on the pedestal of the statue of himself. Caltin just sat there looking at him with a smirk as if to say “This again?” You’ve spent years trying to be my son. Allow me to let you in on a secret only to you. You always were.

Then Connel went on to tell him how he felt when someone called him “Master Vanagor” and everything started to come together. Connel. The Ghost of his Father looked at him. Do you know what the difference is between a Knight and a Master?


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Major Faction

Connel Vanagor

Walking warning label, and mild HR violation
Connel Vanagor
Character Bio
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TITLES OF MASTERY
MIDVINTER
ROYAL COURTYARD


Companions/Droids Every Day Gear Locations

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When Caltin had asked him the difference between a Jedi Knight and a Master, Connel had to think. His initial thought was one’s connection to the Force but that was not necessarily true.

Connel finally explained that rank reflected responsibility, wisdom, and restraint as much as raw power. A Master guided others, tempered their instincts, and protected the weak, while a Knight carried discipline into action, building alliances and upholding the Order’s code even when darkness pressed hard. Caltin listened, nodding slowly, absorbing the distinction.

… and waved it away.

The difference between a Knight and a Master is that a Knight asks “What should I do?” Where a Master asks “What do they need?” Gesturing out towards Heavenheim, like he was gesturing to Chrysa, Lira, Buster, the Heavenshields.

Connel was confused at first. How do I know when to ask that? Does it come with practice? Time? How did you learn?

Then Caltin answered, not as a Ghost of a Jedi Master, but as a father. Son, you’ve been doing it for years.He smiled, a quiet light in his eyes. Tests arrive without notice, and each choice trains you. Stay steady, listen deeply, and the path reveals itself. The night air held their breath as the mountains echoed back, and the weight of responsibility settled firmly on his shoulders.

Connel… A Jedi Master isn't someone who knows everything. A Jedi Master is someone others can safely become themselves around.



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Major Faction

Connel Vanagor

Walking warning label, and mild HR violation
Connel Vanagor
Character Bio
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TITLES OF MASTERY
MIDVINTER
ROYAL COURTYARD


Companions/Droids Every Day Gear Locations

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What does this have to do with anything? I’m barely even worthy of the title “Jedi Knight”... everything I’ve done. Other Jedi look at me and see nothing different than a Sith… younglings are afraid of me… I’m more used to shooting a damn than I am using a lightsaber…

If Caltin could rub the bridge of his nose… well he looks like he is.

Connel… Who gave Michael Angellus to fly again? With purpose? Who rebuilt Omega Squad when they lost their way? Who protected those children on The Prosperity? Who convinced himself he wasn't worthy of happiness while making sure everyone else got some? Who has never been more wrapped up in duty than anyone?

Who watched you die and froze?

Who in turn rallied half Coruscant to stand up and fight? Who, not once, but twice walked away from gatherings of combatant Jedi and a situation he says himself he “was built for” because the ends do not justify the means? Who stared down a legion of the Diarchy on Ord Mantell? He was of course referring to the recent informal meeting on Naboo, and the earlier one on Crait.

I’ve spent years trying to figure out what you would do.

... and you did things your way and came out on top. Yeah you fail sometimes, but who doesn’t? Then he started listing names. Not enemies. People. Some maybe having some kind of status, some “every day” each of them having one thing in common. They’re alive because of him, even if not directly. He saved one person, they saved another, and they another. I’ve never seen someone harder to convince about “Light and Dark” either, don’t get me started on that.

Connel quietly fell to his knees in shock. What is all of this?

Caltin quietly leaned forward. You know exactly what this is.




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Major Faction

Connel Vanagor

Walking warning label, and mild HR violation
Connel Vanagor
Character Bio
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TITLES OF MASTERY
MIDVINTER
ROYAL COURTYARD


Companions/Droids Every Day Gear Locations

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Connel could not believe what he was hearing. I’m not there.

Caltin stood, or looked like he was standing, in the middle of the snow.

You’re right… you’re passed there, once you kneel.

Then Caltin started listing names. Not enemies. People. The people Connel saved. The people he taught. The people he protected. The people he redeemed. The people who would not be alive if not for him.

Dagos.

Cartri Keswoll Cartri Keswoll who he pointed out that was not that far away..

Kell.

Michael.

The younglings.

Lira.

Omega Squad.

Countless others.

And after every name: Who was there?

Connel would answer. I was.

Another name. I was.

Another. I was.

Again. I was.

Eventually Connel realizes what Caltin is doing. Then Caltin said: You keep measuring yourself against the day I died. I measure you by what you did after.

That line hit like a thermal detonator. Because Connel's entire life has been defined by trying to be worthy of Caltin's sacrifice. While Caltin has been judging him by something else entirely. What he became afterward.

Then Connel said something very Connel. I'm no Master.

And Caltin smiled because he knows exactly where this is going. Tell me something. When Michael needs guidance, who does he seek? … When your students are afraid, who do they follow?... When Jedi lose their way, who reminds them what they're supposed to be?... When innocents need protection, who stands in front of them?... When everyone else wants a weapon, who still fights to remain a Jedi?

Connel didn't answer. Because he already knows.

Then Caltin delivered the final blow. Connel… A Jedi Master isn't someone who knows everything. A Jedi Master is someone others can safely become themselves around. Now kneel.

And suddenly everything clicked.

Because that is exactly what Connel has become. Not a warrior. Not a legend(far from it). Not a weapon. A teacher. A protector. A guide.

The thing Caltin always was.

Then Caltin reached out. Placed a hand on Connel's shoulder. Something Force ghosts almost never do. Which made it matter that much more.

You have spent years trying to become my son. You always were. There was a long pause. Then I’ve never been more proud to day… Rise, Master Vanagor.

The title caught him completely off guard.

Connel Vanagor had never sought the rank of Master. He had spent too many years trying to survive, too many years trying to live up to a legacy he believed was larger than himself, and too many years focused on the people around him to spend much time thinking about titles.

By the time the rank was offered, many around him had quietly assumed he already was one.

His students sought his guidance. Fellow Jedi sought his counsel. Commanders trusted his judgment. Those who had lost their way often found themselves standing before him, not because he claimed to have all the answers, but because he listened before he spoke.

The realization that others saw a Master where he still saw a Knight came as a surprise.

Acceptance came more easily than understanding. As he had when he was named a Warden, Connel found himself thinking of his father. For all the battles fought, victories earned, and losses endured, there remained a part of him that still measured himself against the example Caltin Vanagor had set.

Standing there, confronted with a title he had never pursued, his thoughts drifted not toward the future, but toward the man whose shadow he had spent so many years trying to escape, only to eventually realize he had been walking beside it all along.

This is for you, Dad.

The thought lingered only a moment before another followed.

And me.

For perhaps the first time, Connel allowed himself to believe that the two did not have to be different things. Now acknowledge your Uncle who thinks we don’t see him... and tell your aunt Ala Quin Ala Quin you love her. He said with another proud smile towards the Lion King..




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Thurion Heavenshield

The Lion King
Thurion Heavenshield
Character Bio
Thurion lingered nearby, yet far enough away that he would not overhear their conversation. He was there for his nephew, not for himself; what words father and son shared were not for him to know, just as he would not share what he spoke to his wife on his visits to her tomb. Such intense grief is not for sharing.

When Caltin's spirit appeared before Connel, the old man looked on in awe. An audible gasp escaped him, as if he beheld something holy. He was beckoned to come forth as both men turned towards him, and the Lion was so overwhelmed that he knelt before the Force Ghost.

"Caltin," his voice quivered. "My brother..."

He wanted to reach out and touch, to embrace him. He wished to feel the weight of his brother's mighty hand upon his shoulder, but it could not be. His tired eyes teared up, for in all their years apart his wife had yet to make such an appearance, and he knew not whether to be hopeful that she still be alive or despair that her spirit had been denied the Netherworld.

Still, here was Caltin in anything but the flesh. His will, his word, his very soul. He took what solace he could from that. He looked then to Connel, smiling at his dear nephew.

"Your son," he spoke. "I look at him and see a future brighter than you and I might have never dared envision. He's courageous, he's loyal, and he's kind. And he has done me proud at every turn."

The Lion rose to his feet, turning to Connel. He held him by the shoulders, that fatherly pride beaming on his face.

"You were ever humble beyond measure, Connel. I have watched you grow from a boy into a man, and I have done my best to look after you as I would my own flesh and blood." There was a pregnant pause, and Thurion's expression shifted as he struggled to give voice to what came next.

"You'll be alright, my son. For you are a Heavenshield in all but name." He produced a gold ring, lovingly crafted bearing the likeness of a lion. Placing it upon Connel's finger, Thurion held out his own hand that they might compare the matching rings. Whereas his own was dulled and weathered from age, Connel's was gleaming and pristine, shining bright like the sun. A fitting metaphor if there ever was one.

He embraced him then, as he often would.

"You earned this, Connel Caltinson. In the history of this galaxy, few have ever been as worthy."

 
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Connel Vanagor

Walking warning label, and mild HR violation
Connel Vanagor
Character Bio
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TITLES OF MASTERY
MIDVINTER
ROYAL COURTYARD


Companions/Droids Every Day Gear Locations
  • COMPANIONS / DROIDS
    Wife ("Lira Vanagor")
    Gallinorese Mountain Aak Dog ("Buster")
    BB4-80 ("Brad")
    B5-55
    [Any text in brackets signifies comm-link usage and not face to face conversation]

  • Rides
    "Enterprise" Station Ship
    "Jedi Defender" Corvette
    X-wing
    Speeder
    Speederbike
    Iron Psalm
    Gear
    When in Regular Robes/Gear
    Lightsaber
    5 Throwing Lightknives
    Headset Microphone Comm-Link
    SURGICAL - CRYBERNETIC IMPLANTS
    Repli Implants that would be for the limbs
    Bonemer enhancements to strengthen structure of the body
    Muscle enhancements.
    Hemo enhancements for blood flow
    Hawkeye implants for eyes
    Advanced Medical Implant
    Scentzy
    Injected Nanotech upgrades


  • Shadow Sanctuary - Enterprise

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When Connel turned to face his uncle, with a shy smile. He wanted to tell the Lion King to rise, as he knelt to noone, but it was not his place. He did not have to either as it was Father who said something. You bow to no one, brother, rise old friend..

Caltin offered the smile only reserved for family, the one of a man who had been through the worst and still would never let it show around those he cared the most about. I thank you for that, you have helped provide him something he mistakenly felt he lost. Home. If I had a heart in this form… He let out a genuine hearty laugh, one he had not done in a long time. It would be full.

When Thurion had given him the ring, Connel was utterly speechless. He had been given many things over the years, but this was different. Connel said nothing at all, he just looked at it like it was something all too priceless to hold, like some kind of artifact. Then he looked at his uncle's ring, yes, he was family, but this was in his own right?

Caltin just smiled. Sure, he himself was a brother, and thus Connel a “nephew” but Connel had earned this in and of his own right and resolve. You got a Lion’s head ring? Lucky! Said in a purely proud tone.
Connel would answer slowly, forced out. I...
Caltin just gestured like he was rubbing the bridge of his nose. Oh for the love of… son… you earned this!
Connel of course just grinned and stared at the ghost of his father. I was going to say that… Uncle… I am honored… humbled… and will do you proud... Embracing his uncle with a warm hug, Connel was wiping his eyes, he was not crying, no, there was some… sand around here somewhere… yeah… sand.



Before I go… give yourself some grace… let yourself enjoy life. Believe it or not. You earned. He said just smiling.

Who are you looking at when you say that? Connel wondered as Caltin’s gaze was not clearly on either of them.

Exactly. Who was he speaking to? Both of them.


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Thurion Heavenshield

The Lion King
Thurion Heavenshield
Character Bio
Thurion kissed his nephew's forehead, as proud of Connel's growth and achievements as if he were his own. Of all the heartbreak and sorrows he's had to endure throughout his long life, he could always take solace in the knowledge that those that come after will be better than him. That their dreams and aspirations are boundless, and not shackled to the pains of endless servitude. He knew he would not live to see one moment of peace, not anymore. There was no peace left for him. Only duty. To see the brightness in the eyes of the young and hopeful sustained him through the worst moments of bleakness.

He turned to the spirit of his fallen brother, with whom the number of battlefields shared is only rivaled by the laughs and joys. "My friend..." he began, and did his best to not sound desperate. "I have a favour to ask of you... if you would indulge me, that is to say... I'm just... just not sure how to phrase it."

Thurion swallowed hard, his throat verklempt.

"W-would you tell me, beloved brother... Have you seen her? Is... is she there with you, on the other side? Will she not see me?" He felt terrible to even ask, for he knew not whether he wished to know for certain. What scant hope he still had only survived on him not knowing. But it was also eating him alive, not knowing. If she had joined the Living Force, why the deafening silence for all these years?

Hence his hesitation. He couldn't be sure the answer wouldn't crush him once and for all, and the last sliver of light forever snuffed out.

He looked at Caltin with pleading eyes.

 
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Caltin Vanagor

He stood, so others might rise. R.I.P.
Caltin Vanagor
Character Bio
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Catching up
HE’S ON … MIDVINTER
I’M ON WHEREVER



He was JUST about to leave. About to disappear into the Force again, just like he always did. Only this time he would be leaving for a long time, maybe even forever, who knew with the Force. Right now though, Caltin proved something that some had not known. While he may not always know where he would be sent, he could stay when he needed to, at least for a little while.

Thurion looked like… well he looked like he had seen a ghost…

Really? That joke is such low hanging fruit!

The Lion King had clearly, for the most part, had given up. Not living life, allowing himself to enjoy his children, his grandchildren, no he … Well it was understandable that he was resigned purely to duty, but even Lions can let their pride be led by others, at least for a little while. Theodred, Thirdas, they were fine men, fine warriors and leaders. Were they Thurion? No, and they would be the first to admit it, but Connel was not Connel and yet here he was, forming his own name and legacy.

This was not Caltin’s place to bring up. It was not his place to judge, but he could not help himself thinking about it. About his oath brother standing there looking like he had lost the last bit of his soul.

Brother. Caltin said, his voice low and steady, cutting through the heavy silence that had settled between them. You look like you’re carrying the weight of the galaxy on your shoulders. When was the last time you actually breathed? He stepped closer, his gaze unwavering, searching for the man beneath the crown and the scars.

There are details you ask for that I cannot give, no matter how much I want to, but I can give you this. He took a deep breath, or at least the illusion of one, and placed a hand on Thurion’s shoulder.

She’s proud of you, Thurion. Of everything you have been, of everything you are, and of everything you will become. Caltin’s voice softened, a rare warmth breaking through his usual stoicism. You will indeed see her again, and when you do, I think you will find that she has been waiting for you all along.

He looked up at his friend, his brother in all but blood, and saw the weight of years pressing down on him. Just know, my friend, that you are not alone in this. Not now, not ever. He gestured to the space around them, to the Force that bound them all together and ultimately to the people who still looked to Thurion for guidance, for hope, finally to his eyes. Just because she may not be here… Connel then pointed to his chest. …doesn’t mean that she is not here, just as you are with her.

Clearly, Caltin wished that he could do more to comfort his friend, but he knew that some wounds ran too deep for words to heal. He also could hope that what he did say would help Thurion carry the burden of his grief a little lighter. Maybe it would give him the strength to keep moving forward, to keep fighting for the future they both believed in. To be a benevolent king who loved his people and was loved by them in return. Most of all, be a father, and a grandfather. Anytime you need to talk, I am here. Gestures to the statue. Man… this thing is cool… Just come here… and I will show.

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