The orchard on Yavin IV was a relatively new development that effortlessly blended the ordered structure of a farm with the scenic and chaotic beauty of the surrounding jungle. In a sense, it was the perfect metaphor for the path of the Jedi; taming one's self in the center of an untamed galaxy to achieve something beautiful and it was where Drow had been spending a lot of time lately. Part of it stemmed from him developing the orchard more and more but a lot of it was the recent chaos and darkness in his life decisions making him want a place to find serenity. What was interesting about today is that he asked someone to join him today.
Alexandria Voran was a Jedi Master he respected deeply and one of the few he felt he could turn to. The others were either on the Council, not yet Masters, or dead and neither option would have suited Drow very well for today. No, he was looking for a soul that had achieved full mastery of the Force and as close to inner peace as one could get to these days to hopefully guide Drow to a better path without ratting on him to the Council.
Because, the fact of the matter was, the Ishi Tib Master had been engaging in actions that were hovering right up to the edge of the Dark Side and would honestly result in some disciplanary action, if not expulsion, if the Council got wind of any of it. The events of Ajan Kloss had shaken him to his core and he had adjusted his treatment of the Sith as a result.
He'd killed several Imperial guards in cold-blooded sneak attacks to gain a tactical advantage during the liberation of Sullust. He and a Sector Ranger had disguised themselves and murdered a group of Syndicate slavers and blamed it on the Sith in an ongoing effort to create a rift between the Sith and Syndicates and gain the upper hand for the Jedi during the war. Even now, he'd been meeting with a rather ruthless Mandalorian and made plans for another false flag operation that was sure to have at least two people killed in cold blood. The Council knew exactly zero about any of this and even the stuff they did know about like the way he and Alex had brutally invaded a Sith's mind during an interrogation made him more and more unsure about the role he played in the Order, what level of tactics were acceptable to win this war, and whether or not he'd ever truly redeemed himself or if he was still the same cold-blooded mercenary he'd used to be. Could the sacrificing of a few lives now be worth the millions of lives that the Sith would be sure to take if they won?
He confessed all of this to Alex, knowing that she had every right to go to the Council and demand his expulsion. He wouldn't begrudge her at all for it but he was hoping right now for a friend to listen, understand, and, most importantly, offer up guidance.
"...and that brings us to here. I don't know what to anymore Alex. I'm starting to think the only thing I'm good at is war, even as a Jedi." Drow confessed somberly as the sounds of the Yavin IV forest filled up the silence.
@Valen Pelora
Alexandria Voran was a Jedi Master he respected deeply and one of the few he felt he could turn to. The others were either on the Council, not yet Masters, or dead and neither option would have suited Drow very well for today. No, he was looking for a soul that had achieved full mastery of the Force and as close to inner peace as one could get to these days to hopefully guide Drow to a better path without ratting on him to the Council.
Because, the fact of the matter was, the Ishi Tib Master had been engaging in actions that were hovering right up to the edge of the Dark Side and would honestly result in some disciplanary action, if not expulsion, if the Council got wind of any of it. The events of Ajan Kloss had shaken him to his core and he had adjusted his treatment of the Sith as a result.
He'd killed several Imperial guards in cold-blooded sneak attacks to gain a tactical advantage during the liberation of Sullust. He and a Sector Ranger had disguised themselves and murdered a group of Syndicate slavers and blamed it on the Sith in an ongoing effort to create a rift between the Sith and Syndicates and gain the upper hand for the Jedi during the war. Even now, he'd been meeting with a rather ruthless Mandalorian and made plans for another false flag operation that was sure to have at least two people killed in cold blood. The Council knew exactly zero about any of this and even the stuff they did know about like the way he and Alex had brutally invaded a Sith's mind during an interrogation made him more and more unsure about the role he played in the Order, what level of tactics were acceptable to win this war, and whether or not he'd ever truly redeemed himself or if he was still the same cold-blooded mercenary he'd used to be. Could the sacrificing of a few lives now be worth the millions of lives that the Sith would be sure to take if they won?
He confessed all of this to Alex, knowing that she had every right to go to the Council and demand his expulsion. He wouldn't begrudge her at all for it but he was hoping right now for a friend to listen, understand, and, most importantly, offer up guidance.
"...and that brings us to here. I don't know what to anymore Alex. I'm starting to think the only thing I'm good at is war, even as a Jedi." Drow confessed somberly as the sounds of the Yavin IV forest filled up the silence.
@Valen Pelora