Oh you pretty thing
One of those days when Eira Pechal. The weather outside was a bit colder, and it was a gap between most of the courses. Many of the Jedi who remained were in that bubble, taking a break from the structured training and working one on one with the Masters and Knights of the Praxeum. Silvers, Covenant, Wardens, and whatever Jedi flavors had come to visit. Pechal had the perk of being a world on the edge of the galaxy. Unlike Kashyyyk, Sullust, or any other worlds, it was really quiet here. The war didn’t come this way often. But it didn’t mean they were every under prepared.
What it did mean was that this was basically the Jedi vacation world, and retirement home. Probably why Starchaser and Farseer were only here on occasion. But that was fine, the people who were on the world were great instructors and great Jedi in their own right. Well, aside from really Brooke, she was a Witch-Jedi-Thing. But she was helping out here as best she could, keeping things in line, using a new powerset to settle disputes.
And also a connection to an old Techno Union entertainment company that provided ample amounts of refreshment and entertainment whenever she requested. And it was a holiday.
She was sure of it.
ON some world.
But the messages were sent out to Jedi who were interested. Come spend a long weekend at Eira Pechal, enjoy some music, refreshment, lightsaber tossing contests and cornhole! And a snowball fight.
For now, she was making sure everything was set, that bartending units knew what groups they could serve what, and made sure some good music was playing. It could be a relaxing weekend.
What it did mean was that this was basically the Jedi vacation world, and retirement home. Probably why Starchaser and Farseer were only here on occasion. But that was fine, the people who were on the world were great instructors and great Jedi in their own right. Well, aside from really Brooke, she was a Witch-Jedi-Thing. But she was helping out here as best she could, keeping things in line, using a new powerset to settle disputes.
And also a connection to an old Techno Union entertainment company that provided ample amounts of refreshment and entertainment whenever she requested. And it was a holiday.
She was sure of it.
ON some world.
But the messages were sent out to Jedi who were interested. Come spend a long weekend at Eira Pechal, enjoy some music, refreshment, lightsaber tossing contests and cornhole! And a snowball fight.
For now, she was making sure everything was set, that bartending units knew what groups they could serve what, and made sure some good music was playing. It could be a relaxing weekend.