WolfMortum
OOC Account
Drifting through space aboard the Providence, the massive Praxeum Vessel of the Jedi glided through the asteroid field, her thrusters cut off entirely that they only followed the wake of the rock wing surrounding a nameless gas giant. Today Veiere was once more resuming his duties as the Jedi Master responsible for all within his care. The Students had over time become used to the new environment, the holo-emitters working wonders to simulate a more relaxed and natural visual impersonation across the living and training decks of the great durasteel giant, a true gift of the engineers who had considered the probable flight sickness and loss of solid earth well into their venture.
Recently he had returned to his home-world, now Commenor where his wife lived and resided over as the Queen of the central trade and political market of the Commenor Systems Alliance. They both struggled to come to terms with the complexities of their marriage and their commitments to the paths that so differed from one another and yet both too understood and believed in the good that they could do for others within the Galaxy. In Veiere's mind, training a new generation of Jedi encouraged and emphasizing the virtue of the Jedi Code once revered in the past, would lead them towards a safer future, not only for generations to come but his own children as Kay had shocked him with the news that they might be expecting.
Away from that life now however, his priorities went beyond his immediate family to the other family in his life and those whom needed guidance, structured and more so than he had been able to offer them as of late. The need for experience and leadership within the Jedi Order today was more crucial than ever with the rumors of the Rising Sith Empire. Veiere also knew of the Galactic Empire and the First Order, hearing of the two making controversial moves yet they were affiliated with the CSA. Having received no word from the North, he had no reason to intervene in what were only rumors, however always paying attention to the territories of the Systems Alliance, he did worry for Commenor when he was away for such long periods.
[member="Romi Jade"]
Recently he had returned to his home-world, now Commenor where his wife lived and resided over as the Queen of the central trade and political market of the Commenor Systems Alliance. They both struggled to come to terms with the complexities of their marriage and their commitments to the paths that so differed from one another and yet both too understood and believed in the good that they could do for others within the Galaxy. In Veiere's mind, training a new generation of Jedi encouraged and emphasizing the virtue of the Jedi Code once revered in the past, would lead them towards a safer future, not only for generations to come but his own children as Kay had shocked him with the news that they might be expecting.
Away from that life now however, his priorities went beyond his immediate family to the other family in his life and those whom needed guidance, structured and more so than he had been able to offer them as of late. The need for experience and leadership within the Jedi Order today was more crucial than ever with the rumors of the Rising Sith Empire. Veiere also knew of the Galactic Empire and the First Order, hearing of the two making controversial moves yet they were affiliated with the CSA. Having received no word from the North, he had no reason to intervene in what were only rumors, however always paying attention to the territories of the Systems Alliance, he did worry for Commenor when he was away for such long periods.
"Master Arenais. Report to Hanger Bay Alpha-Seven. Repeat. Master Arenais to Alpha-Seven".
The announcement across the intercom systems within the great vessel caused his eyes to lift to the roof in question, he hadn't often been called to meet with those coming and going, there were few that knew of the Vessels location at this early point of their venture thus it was one of his that he presumed he was going to find giving some sort of trouble to the maintenance crew or some such incident, yet another problem to fall upon his shoulders of late. Sighing in resignation, he rolled his eyes at his own expense and set off for the designated hanger bay.[member="Romi Jade"]