Faction [WSR] Sigh of Relief

[Flame of Rebellion]

Sigh of Relief​

Following the attack on the Imperial Fleet, The Dawn of Hope retreats south to the rally point, the abandoned base of the Tingle Arm Coalition, once home to Jedi Temple. With the Dawn of Hope high above, the personnel of the fleet, rebel fighters and jedi alike, take a moment to recollect. The Rebellion's minds meet once to more to discuss it, and the now weeklong siege of Kessel, to figure out how to act next.

Objective One:
Rebel Tactics​

The heads of the Rebellion meet in the Dawnbreaker II, to discuss the ongoing operations, and the future of the Rebellion. Should the future be dictated by the heads of the military, or should a government be established? The guillotine hangs high, and who's head it will fall on to lead the way is still up in the air.

Objective Two:
Birth of the Bokken​

Jedi Master Jonyna Si had long been a drifter in the rebellion. The one who started it, and yet refused to lead it. With more and more jedi arriving to follow her example of hitting back at the imperials and sith, Jonyna saw it fit to open the door to start what she should've properly a long time ago.

An order of Bokken.

A turn used for jedi trained outside of the traditional order, now used to describe what would become the rebellion's jedi sect. An order born out of battle, born to train not scholars and sages, but warriors and rebels. But what will be what defines this order? That is to be seen. As Jonyna calls for a gathering in the old Hurikane Temple, tonight is the night we find out.

 

[Jonyna Si]

Objective Two
TAGS: OPEN​

The old temple was now falling apart. What had been the home of the Tingle Arm Coalition, was now a ruin of it's former self. Nature had began to reclaim the structure.

Jonyna wouldn't have it any other way.

She sat at the stone table, meditating in patience for when the others would arrive. Behind her, her trio of chaos played. To set a tone.


Do Good, even when it is inconvenient.
Protect the Innocent, for you are their shield.
Fight Evil where it stands, with both kindness and fury.
Above all else, survive. You are one of few. Do not let the Light die out.

That had been her own personal code for longer than she had come out of the ice. She had set it aside during her time in the NJO, but no longer. Now, she wanted it to be the code of whom she taught. Whom she stood alongside.

 

[Jax Thio]

Location: Old Temple
Equipment: Jedi Robes, Jax's Prosthetic Arm, Jax's Third Lightsaber, Marriage Ring to Jairdain
Tag: Jonyna Si

Objective 2


The Galactic Alliance had fallen but there were still pockets of rebellion that still burn bright in the corners of a broken core. Jax Thio walked inside of the Old Temple of what was left of an old rebellion faction called the Tingle Arm Collation. Two years ago, the TAC waged a bloody war against an Imperial Faction called the: The Empire of the Lost. The Collation fought valiantly even killing the Empire's Emperor but the EOTL's forces were overwhelming, and it didn't take long for the Tingle Arm Collation to fall. Jax heard that the Empire of the Lost also committed numerous atrocities to the people Lothal after the battle. Scores of civilians were slaughtered mercilessly with the planet being on lockdown under the new Empress.

That was two years ago though and the Empire of the Lost was long gone replaced by a more stable Imperial Faction. Yet the ghosts of the TAC still linger and Jax was determined to make sure that this rebellion however small it would be successful. As Jax walked towards the stone table, he spotted an old friend sitting down pensive. "Master Jonya," Jax waved to the Cathar. "It's been sometime. I hope I didn't arrive too late. I didn't want to miss out on the refreshments."

 

[Ran Serys]

Hurikane, Wild Space

Do Good, even when it is inconvenient.
Protect the Innocent, for you are their shield.
Fight Evil where it stands, with both kindness and fury.
Above all else, survive. You are one of few. Do not let the Light die out.

Ran reflected on the code the Jedi Master Jonyna Si had put before her and others. It was as good a code as any. Easy to follow, easy to practice, and easy to share. It left little to interpret, and little question as to the Cathar Jedi Master's purpose in this galaxy. Ran couldn't help but question if it was a code to be adopted by all, although she knew it as one she could adopt herself. So as she walked the halls of the overgrown Hurikane Temple she decided now was the time to make the choice and answer the question. Should I join this rebellion?

Ran had stayed far from rebellion before. Her past pushed her away from those continuing wars, yet still her life remained full of conflict as she fought her own battles for what she believed was right. In those small private skirmishes, she found the will to fight again. She found the warrior she was always meant to be, and folded it into the pacifist she had become.

The Mirialan Jedi Master arrived at the heart of the temple, taking a seat at the same stone table at which Jonyna sat. She gave a simple nod to Master Thio, then another to Master Si. "Ho'era" She acknowledged with a small smile, and waited for this assembly of minds and masters to begin.

Tags: Jonyna Si Jax Thio
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[Jonyna Si]

Objective Two
TAGS: Jax Thio Ran Serys​

As the two jedi masters joined her, Jonyna let out a breath.

She had been worried it would be padawans, begging for guidance. She knew a few knights were around, but having three masters meant they would have a foundation beyond herself.

"Sister." Jonyna spoke back to Ran with a smile. To see her again, now standing beside her, was reassuring. Jax was a strange addition, one that Jonyna was unfamiliar with. But, that was always how it was meant to be. The renegades, the oddballs. That's who she was looking for. Not the old guard that had once dictated jedi philosophy.

"I'm glad to see you two. Today, we decide what the Bokken order will stand for. I have laid out my code, the code I stood for when I was a rebel. But I'm not so proud as to call it perfect. Today we open the floor for anyone to critique it. Be honest, be brutal as you need to be. I want this to be an order of the people in it, not those who loomed over us for the last few centuries. No more Skywalkers, no more Kenobis. Our beliefs will come out of this room, not whatever came before."