“The Martyrium of Frozen Tears. The scriptures say there's a confessional made of solid kyberite.”
“…What?”
“Oh, sorry. I was just thinking about regrets. Seemed fitting. Narrowed it down to somewhere in the Deep Core—never found the damn place. Ah well.”
― Korin Aphra and Chelli Aphra
Fiach knew a little about the planet of Tython. The fact that it was located in the galaxy’s Deep Core was a matter of public record. Some Jedi scholars had made a case for Tython as the location of the Jedi Order’s first temple alongside other candidate worlds, such as Ahch-To, Coruscant, Jedha, and Ossus.
Which was why Fiach was heading there right now. As the ship travelled through hyperspace, with possibly the most unlikely of companions. Not that there was anything wrong with Izel Thral – or Fiach for that matter, it was just that they were largely incompatible. Yet they shared a love for Jedi Lore – hence their trip to Tython. Her Master had been here before and a chance remark had intrigued her sufficiently to want to visit the site of the old Jedi Academy for herself. Someone had insisted she not go alone and Izel’s name was mentioned. So here they were.
Fiach mused that the ‘chance’ aspect of Izel’s name was entirely intentional. She was known as a cold-fish by most in the Order and some time around Padawan Thral might be just what she needed to appreciate life from a quite separate viewpoint. And the more Fiach thought about it (and she did indeed think about it), the more she was sure her hypothesis was correct – and even suspected her Master was behind the whole thing.
Not that she minded, who could complain about visiting Tython.
“We’re about to exit hyperspace,” Fiach said, retaking control of the ship as she sat with Izel in the somewhat cramped cockpit, given her companions size.
@Reyn
“…What?”
“Oh, sorry. I was just thinking about regrets. Seemed fitting. Narrowed it down to somewhere in the Deep Core—never found the damn place. Ah well.”
― Korin Aphra and Chelli Aphra
Fiach knew a little about the planet of Tython. The fact that it was located in the galaxy’s Deep Core was a matter of public record. Some Jedi scholars had made a case for Tython as the location of the Jedi Order’s first temple alongside other candidate worlds, such as Ahch-To, Coruscant, Jedha, and Ossus.
Which was why Fiach was heading there right now. As the ship travelled through hyperspace, with possibly the most unlikely of companions. Not that there was anything wrong with Izel Thral – or Fiach for that matter, it was just that they were largely incompatible. Yet they shared a love for Jedi Lore – hence their trip to Tython. Her Master had been here before and a chance remark had intrigued her sufficiently to want to visit the site of the old Jedi Academy for herself. Someone had insisted she not go alone and Izel’s name was mentioned. So here they were.
Fiach mused that the ‘chance’ aspect of Izel’s name was entirely intentional. She was known as a cold-fish by most in the Order and some time around Padawan Thral might be just what she needed to appreciate life from a quite separate viewpoint. And the more Fiach thought about it (and she did indeed think about it), the more she was sure her hypothesis was correct – and even suspected her Master was behind the whole thing.
Not that she minded, who could complain about visiting Tython.
“We’re about to exit hyperspace,” Fiach said, retaking control of the ship as she sat with Izel in the somewhat cramped cockpit, given her companions size.
@Reyn