In a Monastery Garden

[Luy]

Region - Mid Rim
Sector - Haserian sector
System - Monastery system
Grid coordinates - Q-14
Trade routes - Reena Trade Route
Planet - Monastery
Location - Hill 335, Monastery nature reserve

Everything that has existed, lingers in the Eternity.
​

This world, named as it was the home to a religion steeped in reverence for the eternal and ever-renewing cycle of life, was a sanctum. Cathedrals everywhere, entire populations devout to their belief, even visitors had to swear that they were not here to contest the faith. All of these areas surrounded by the micro climates of immense crater jungles and forests that inturn created their own biomes. On a hill in one such Crater Garden stood a lone figure, robed in woodstained robes.

The Force had guided him here, it had called to him like an echoing song across the void of the galaxy. One tune that he had to be within deep meditation to hear. But once found, it did not leave him; he was losing sleep and now that he was on the world his mind was abuzz with the vibrations within the Force.

Such a spectrum of life and resonating so much with the Living Force. No matter where he looked on from the hill he could feel such energies and presences swirling around. He had to still his own mind, he sat down atop the peak and began to breathe slowly and deeply. With each breath a new presence was caught and scrutinised, until only a few remained hidden, the Force holding them from him. Were they Force sensitive or was his own Future clouding the issue? How would he know sitting here? The large Feeorin rose, check his saber at his belt and began moving down the hill towards a group of anomalies within the Force.

@Esther Nyx

 

[Rohana Feyre]

Rohana couldn't quite explain it; for some reason, she had been called here. An unseen force beckoned her and she was dutifully determined to answer. During yet another mediation session, Rohana had been shown a glimpse of the world that lay ahead. The meaning was not lost on her; the force, however enigmatic, desired her presence there at once. What for exactly? She wasn't certain. She supposed she would find out given the urgency of her venture.

She was desperate in her search of the Jedi; rumours of them were circulating, yet none knew for certain as to their collective location. It wasn't safe for them, not yet at least. The Empire and Sith still waged their oppressive war; enemies and rebels were dealt with both swiftly and mercilessly. Rohana knew that better than most. Force willing, she would become a champion against such injustice. She hoped, along with the Jedi, to herald in a new age.

So, she canvased the local area, seeking out that which called to her. The Order of the Sacred Circle were wholesome enough, their passive reverence for life seemed in tandem with the will of the force. Whilst other planets were scarred and tainted, Monastery was pleasantly neutral; the harmony peaceful and soothing.

Yet there was more than meets the eye, Rohana could sense it. The force was right to bring her here, she could sense it better than ever; ready and willing, the lady opened herself further to the energy around her. Whilst she had no formal training in this, she had learnt from self serving reflection. Breathing and exhaling, she schooled her thoughts, trying to garner in which direction she would need to go next. The reserve was impressively dense; she would need to search extensively if she hoped to find her self fulfilling fate.

​

 

[Luy]

The air grew thicker as the foliage deepened. This close to the life of this planet asked any focus of the Force. The heat, humidity and energy around him only failed to hide the presence he had felt in the depths of the thicket. As he pushed a branch aside he broke into a reat clearing, the sky above free to rain down hot sunbeams upon his cloaked form. Luy removed his hood and reached for a canteen that was long since empty.

He halted as he heard a twig snap, there was a sabercat, was a huge, purple feline, carnivore. It must’ve weighed as much as he did, if not more. Pure muscle and sharp claws and teeth. Its thick horn which protruded from the top of the skull, was the thing that made him the most wary; it was longer than his chromium knife! Slowly, his hand moved from his canteen to his lightsaber. The creature growled, but with the softest of movement Luy lowered his hand with the saber in it, and he began walking to the centre of the clearing.

He heard the growl crescendo, the beast charging and then his saber’s his as it ignited. The creature was beyond faltering, it could not hope to withdraw so instinct had it commit further with a pounce. Three swipes of the blade removed its paws, a slice under the belly and a finally that clipped its haunches. Luy extinguished the blade and took a knee, it was now one with the Force. With that thought fading, he felt that the surrounding plane was now so quiet.

@Esther Nyx

 

[Rohana Feyre]

Rohana couldn't believe her eyes, yet there was no mistaking it. A jedi...a real jedi! She had found one! She was giddy, nearly girlish with glee. All the legends, all the rumours, they were true! There was an opponent for evil, there was a chance for the light to return to the galaxy. And, Force willing, Rohana would be a part of it all.

Schooling her enthusiasm, the lady watched on from the shelter of shrubs; the lightsaber confirmed her suspicions, its colour more so than anything else. Sith usually opted for such horrific shades. Yet the Feeorin's blade inspired little negativity. There was a light to it, one Rohana herself connected it. It reaffirmed her belief, this was indeed a Jedi. He could give her guidance, he could direct her along the path to destiny.



As the saber cat fell, Rohana revealed herself from the foliage, intent on catching the Feeorin's gaze.



"You... You're a Jedi, aren't you?"



So wrapped up in her discovery, Rohana was blind to everything else around her.



"I have so many questions; there is so much I need to learn. You must teach me, please."

​

 

[Luy]

Luy’s gaze darted to the approaching female’s. She was so keen, and eager. The wind caught Luy’s wood stained robes as he stood up. He did not know this person, and yet they new what he was on sight. This was not good. Then they began talking about a need to learn, and that they had questions.

Luy coalesced the Force around him, softly sensing out across the plane and realising that there was not only a wave of emotion pooling from this woman, but a connection to the Force. This person was close to the Dark side, its shadow had been cast over her. Great pain, and anger had been in this person’s life. But this did not match her actions and appearance now.

Luy lowered his saber hand, the robe’s broad cuffs covering it. His other hand raised as a warding gesture, the Force gathered around him and his hand. But his face was a neutral mask of composure. That is until he saw behind her. “DOWN!” With that the Master leapt forward and recoiled his outstretched hand, gathering the Force tightly to then shoot it forward and blast it into the sabre cat behind her. A partner to the one he’d just slain. He did not leave it to chance and began bearing down on the woman’s position. The large Feeorin charged with his lightsaber igniting and rising to fall down upon the now withdrawing beast. His blade halted and was extinguished once more. “Take this lesson for free, be mindful of your surroundings and those that reside in it.”

The Jedi before he would peak a full twenty centimetres, at least, over her standing height. His tendrils glistened in the beating daylight, but he still wore the layered robes of his Order. He did not seem discomforted by the heat. He held out a meaty hand to the prone woman. “Luy, and who might you be… and how or what do you know of the Jedi?”

@Esther Nyx