Mismanagement. That was the only word that stood out to Hera Albion about the savanna world of Gravlex Med. First, Imperials under the efforts of Emperor Palpatine, then, remnant forces, then the New Republic just ignoring the planet. A consistent series of mismanagements led to an out-of-control toxic pollution of the atmosphere of what should have been a beautiful world. Hera believed that those who had the power to write these kinds of galactic wrongs should use that power to help the weak and less fortunate.
And Hera had that power.
So a Jedi aid fleet found itself in orbit above the planet. While the locals had tried these past decades to remove as much pollution as they could themselves, it had been a difficult, out-of-pocket expense for a species that had been forced out of their homes so very long ago. Entire generations of Anx had been born, grown up, and died without ever being able to set foot on their homeworld. Now, thanks to the efforts of thousands of brave Anx, the atmosphere had been cleared enough that life could exist on the surface once more. Native flora and fauna were being transplanted down, and soon there would even be natives headed back to start up lives once more.
But the planet was in an extremely delicate state, any shocks to the ecosystem would send the restoration efforts dozens of years back again. The Jedi fleet was here to help speed things along with the restoration, however, they were halted by a signal coming from the surface.
"Gravlex Med is now under the control of the Abraxian Syndicate!" The message read, "Any unauthorized vessels attempting to land on the surface will be shot down and their contents seized!" So, naturally, it fell on the hard hand of Hera Albion to resolve this issue. Having just come from a 'vacation,' Hera had a probational Knight with her, Vanya. This situation provided an excellent learning opportunity, in Hera's mind. Vanya would be able to see exactly how the Jedi negotiated with other factions.
As well as, looking down at a swirling, raging toxic storm, exactly why the Jedi did what they did. Sitting in the cockpit of ARC starfighter, she sent a message herself down to the surface. "This is Jedi Knight Hera Albion, I am coming with my Padawan Learner to open negotiations. I'm sure we can resolve this peacefully."
Soon after, landing permission was granted without a word.
And Hera had that power.
So a Jedi aid fleet found itself in orbit above the planet. While the locals had tried these past decades to remove as much pollution as they could themselves, it had been a difficult, out-of-pocket expense for a species that had been forced out of their homes so very long ago. Entire generations of Anx had been born, grown up, and died without ever being able to set foot on their homeworld. Now, thanks to the efforts of thousands of brave Anx, the atmosphere had been cleared enough that life could exist on the surface once more. Native flora and fauna were being transplanted down, and soon there would even be natives headed back to start up lives once more.
But the planet was in an extremely delicate state, any shocks to the ecosystem would send the restoration efforts dozens of years back again. The Jedi fleet was here to help speed things along with the restoration, however, they were halted by a signal coming from the surface.
"Gravlex Med is now under the control of the Abraxian Syndicate!" The message read, "Any unauthorized vessels attempting to land on the surface will be shot down and their contents seized!" So, naturally, it fell on the hard hand of Hera Albion to resolve this issue. Having just come from a 'vacation,' Hera had a probational Knight with her, Vanya. This situation provided an excellent learning opportunity, in Hera's mind. Vanya would be able to see exactly how the Jedi negotiated with other factions.
As well as, looking down at a swirling, raging toxic storm, exactly why the Jedi did what they did. Sitting in the cockpit of ARC starfighter, she sent a message herself down to the surface. "This is Jedi Knight Hera Albion, I am coming with my Padawan Learner to open negotiations. I'm sure we can resolve this peacefully."
Soon after, landing permission was granted without a word.
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