To most, Spintir was probably just a backwater world filled with farms and Imperials. A peaceful planet rife for cultivating crops, taming animals, and the occasional run in with someone in a spiffy uniform. For Param the planet meant a little more. It was here on this planet that she was able to truly dive into the intricacies of nature based Force usage. The elements that has so eluded her in favor of Darkside destructive power had come to her here. All because of a single woman that she didn’t even know the name of.
Param had been at one of her lowest points. The beginning of the end, as it were, if one were counting her line of fuckups. She had come to Spinter to get away from the Sith for a while; to gather her thoughts and calm herself on a planet the Sith wouldn’t dare touch at the time. She was met by the woman with the wolf pups, an enemy, someone who by every right should have killed her on the spot for being a Sith- but didn’t.
That woman talked to her, gave her an outlet for the turmoil in her soul and the Force. She took her to a river down beyond the small farmstead Param stood over now. The Force was strong there, and the creation of nature Param had made at that river still resonated with the Force even after all this time. There was something special about this world and the woman she had met, and Param had never truly been able to thank her for the help she had provided.
Now adept with nature based Force abilities, Param had grown and learned. The Sith thought her dead due to a failure on her own part that turned out to be a blessing. Now she was free. She was no longer the enemy of the Empire, and so she had returned to Spintir. She waited, with Vee perched on her shoulder for the woman to show up, but as the day waned, she never showed. Param wasn’t sad, however. On the contrary, she had a plan to thank the woman regardless.
The Force coiled through Param’s limbs as she entered an echani martial arts stance. Two quick jerks of her arms and fists sent the Force through the earth and upward. On the cliff overlooking the farmstead where Param had first met the woman, a six foot pillar emerged. Continuing the martial artsist’s dance, Param used the Force to carve into the hardened earth pillar the words “Thank you.”
A ring of softened soil around the pillar lay ready, and as if the note on the pillar itself wasn’t enough, Param fingered holes along the base of the pillar and planted seeds. A rose of every color would grow around the pillar, but at the center, directly under the message, a tall black rose would grow in time.
Param stepped away from her handy work, smiling. Message delivered. Without a word outside of Vee’s low chirps and whirs, Param turned and returned to her ship. The woman would eventually find the monument to her help, and hopefully figure out what it had meant to now free woman.
@LadyRen
Param had been at one of her lowest points. The beginning of the end, as it were, if one were counting her line of fuckups. She had come to Spinter to get away from the Sith for a while; to gather her thoughts and calm herself on a planet the Sith wouldn’t dare touch at the time. She was met by the woman with the wolf pups, an enemy, someone who by every right should have killed her on the spot for being a Sith- but didn’t.
That woman talked to her, gave her an outlet for the turmoil in her soul and the Force. She took her to a river down beyond the small farmstead Param stood over now. The Force was strong there, and the creation of nature Param had made at that river still resonated with the Force even after all this time. There was something special about this world and the woman she had met, and Param had never truly been able to thank her for the help she had provided.
Now adept with nature based Force abilities, Param had grown and learned. The Sith thought her dead due to a failure on her own part that turned out to be a blessing. Now she was free. She was no longer the enemy of the Empire, and so she had returned to Spintir. She waited, with Vee perched on her shoulder for the woman to show up, but as the day waned, she never showed. Param wasn’t sad, however. On the contrary, she had a plan to thank the woman regardless.
The Force coiled through Param’s limbs as she entered an echani martial arts stance. Two quick jerks of her arms and fists sent the Force through the earth and upward. On the cliff overlooking the farmstead where Param had first met the woman, a six foot pillar emerged. Continuing the martial artsist’s dance, Param used the Force to carve into the hardened earth pillar the words “Thank you.”
A ring of softened soil around the pillar lay ready, and as if the note on the pillar itself wasn’t enough, Param fingered holes along the base of the pillar and planted seeds. A rose of every color would grow around the pillar, but at the center, directly under the message, a tall black rose would grow in time.
Param stepped away from her handy work, smiling. Message delivered. Without a word outside of Vee’s low chirps and whirs, Param turned and returned to her ship. The woman would eventually find the monument to her help, and hopefully figure out what it had meant to now free woman.
@LadyRen