Narrator
Location: Tython, Waterfalls outside the Grand Temple
Time: 18:50 Local Time
They say trust is earned....
So far this Jedi Order in the timeline she has experienced, has not done so well. Her father had exposed a bombshell which rocked her faith and naturally her trust in them. Despite all that she had been through over the years as a Jedi, she had never seen anything as harsh and as brutal as the things on the datapad before her. Some of the most unorthodox methods a Jedi could ever do, hell she had gone above and beyond the Code of the Jedi plenty of times and she still does to this day but not like this.
Murdering innocent civilians? For a cheap victory that ended up demoralizing the Republic as a whole and creating three times the enemies the Republic needed? This isn't what it was supposed to be about. No, not at all. The sound of the local wildlife chirping and sounding off to the sun fading in the horizon filled her ears, causing her to look up at the yellow-orange orb descending behind the vast mountains in the distance. Her eyes narrowed as she stared at it briefly, a hand coming up to conceal most of the warm light as she watched it slowly fade.
She had always loved Tython, the true peace she felt whenever she came here filled her and made her feel whole again. Of course, the glistening shards of crystal inside of her chest would glow and make her chest feel warm as she would get close to the waterfalls in which they were christened in and born from.
This was indeed home for her, as a Jedi and as a free spirit of the Force. She sat gently on the rocks near the waterfall, a hand dipping in the crystal blue water as she watched a few meters away a school of fish float around searching for food. To her right sat the same chest she had presented to the Manda'lor, except this time the runes that encased the chest were glowing a soft blue light and gave a strange aura. This aura would no doubt call to the Grandmaster, whom she had desired to speak to...alone.
[member="Kiskla Grayson"]
Time: 18:50 Local Time
They say trust is earned....
So far this Jedi Order in the timeline she has experienced, has not done so well. Her father had exposed a bombshell which rocked her faith and naturally her trust in them. Despite all that she had been through over the years as a Jedi, she had never seen anything as harsh and as brutal as the things on the datapad before her. Some of the most unorthodox methods a Jedi could ever do, hell she had gone above and beyond the Code of the Jedi plenty of times and she still does to this day but not like this.
Murdering innocent civilians? For a cheap victory that ended up demoralizing the Republic as a whole and creating three times the enemies the Republic needed? This isn't what it was supposed to be about. No, not at all. The sound of the local wildlife chirping and sounding off to the sun fading in the horizon filled her ears, causing her to look up at the yellow-orange orb descending behind the vast mountains in the distance. Her eyes narrowed as she stared at it briefly, a hand coming up to conceal most of the warm light as she watched it slowly fade.
She had always loved Tython, the true peace she felt whenever she came here filled her and made her feel whole again. Of course, the glistening shards of crystal inside of her chest would glow and make her chest feel warm as she would get close to the waterfalls in which they were christened in and born from.
This was indeed home for her, as a Jedi and as a free spirit of the Force. She sat gently on the rocks near the waterfall, a hand dipping in the crystal blue water as she watched a few meters away a school of fish float around searching for food. To her right sat the same chest she had presented to the Manda'lor, except this time the runes that encased the chest were glowing a soft blue light and gave a strange aura. This aura would no doubt call to the Grandmaster, whom she had desired to speak to...alone.
[member="Kiskla Grayson"]