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Legacy of Tython
As the Mandalorian warriors and the Imperial armies press into Alliance space, the Sith take their focus to the Jedi and their home world of Tython. There was no additional protection for Tython by the Alliance, as any reinforcements were drawn back to Alsakan and Coruscant, so breaking through defenses was easier than what the Sith had planned. The dark warriors allowed themselves to set foot on the planet once again after several millennia, as their Lords and Crusaders basked in the destruction they would bring to the crumbling Jedi Order.
But that was not the true goal of the destruction. He was.
In Andraste's Shadow
For months, after long being believed dead by the galaxy, Jedi Master Jhon Cordatus wandered aimlessly through Imperial space with one goal in mind: to avenge that which he had lost and to find answers as to why he lost it. He told himself that he was searching for his former apprentice-turned-Sith Empress, missing after the ascent of Emperor Tyrn Lightell, but it was far pettier than that. No, he was searching for his lost destiny. He wanted to know why his life, which he had been so sure about, had crumbled around him. After all, if Andraste was dead as the Sith believed, how could he possibly train her daughter to redeem her?
Then one day, after being discovered by Ebberla Daw, his memory of what happened next was gone. One moment he was standing on the streets of Ord Mantell, and the next it was the streets of Coruscant surrounded by terrified citizens who thought he was the Sith Lord Darth Vitium. How did that happen? Why did he lose his memories? He still doesn’t know, but the answer was clear.
It was her. She was alive, and she found him. She knew that if he was alive, if he had survived the explosion on Lehon, so too could her daughter be alive. She also knew that the only way to find her daughter was to wait for Jhon to go back to her. But how? The once-more Empress, returned from exile, had to send someone, someone who was powerful enough to go after a Jedi Master yet would be willing to do something so tedious as following him and torturing him.
She had to send someone who hated him, and she had to make sure that the Jedi could not come to his rescue.
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Master's Retreat
Below the ancient gathering place of Jedi Masters on Tython sat a quiet lake, dotted with the ruins of the ancient Je’daii. Jhon sat on the banks of the clear blue water, silently meditating as he relaxed to the sounds of the small waves coming in and out upon the sand and dirt. His focus was on the Force, trying to find any answers to the mysteries he came to Tython to solve, trying to find any piece of the puzzle about the ancient order that his father told him about.
But his concentration was broken by the sound of a distant explosion. His eyes shot open and his gaze looked up above the nearby mountains, and he watched as the smoke rose high above it. There was no doubt what it was. The only thing in that direction was the Jedi Temple, and he knew, he could feel, that it was not an accident. Darkness had found this world again, and part of it was approaching him now.
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OOC note: this thread is only for me and Boli.