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OOC: Considering the lack of activity in 'Lord of an Order, Long Dead', i'm skipping forward. Dex, Jorax, i'll fill you in on what happened in that thread to make sure our stories are straight.
Ragged, wearied and injured, Tyrn Lightell sat in his Council seat, the temptation to fall into a Jedi healing trance all too difficult to resist. What he had faced within the dark tomb of Brutalidon was beyond recounting - simple words gave no justice to what terrors those dark halls had held. Indeed, the deepest section of the tomb was completely void of the Force, as if it simply did not exist beyond a certain threshold. And beyond? The ordeals grew greater still. The fact that Tyrn, his padawan Reron, and his fellow Councillor Kyle had all made it through and returned with their lives was evidence enough of their will to suceed and pass through to find the secrets within.
Upon his return, Tyrn had immediately called for an emergency session of the Council. The secrets written within Brutalidon's ancient tomes spoke of many things, great artefacts, secret locations...even the birthplace of the Mancer's Magic, discovered within the final years of the once proud Mancer's Academy. For Tyrn, there would be no rest, unfortunately - plans had already been set in motion for his departure. The Council needed to be notified of his next movements, however - such sudden and unexpected dissappearances of his self would not be tolerated again, especially considering the state he had returned in.
Ragged, wearied and injured, Tyrn Lightell sat in his Council seat, the temptation to fall into a Jedi healing trance all too difficult to resist. What he had faced within the dark tomb of Brutalidon was beyond recounting - simple words gave no justice to what terrors those dark halls had held. Indeed, the deepest section of the tomb was completely void of the Force, as if it simply did not exist beyond a certain threshold. And beyond? The ordeals grew greater still. The fact that Tyrn, his padawan Reron, and his fellow Councillor Kyle had all made it through and returned with their lives was evidence enough of their will to suceed and pass through to find the secrets within.
Upon his return, Tyrn had immediately called for an emergency session of the Council. The secrets written within Brutalidon's ancient tomes spoke of many things, great artefacts, secret locations...even the birthplace of the Mancer's Magic, discovered within the final years of the once proud Mancer's Academy. For Tyrn, there would be no rest, unfortunately - plans had already been set in motion for his departure. The Council needed to be notified of his next movements, however - such sudden and unexpected dissappearances of his self would not be tolerated again, especially considering the state he had returned in.