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The monastery’s population had been steadily growing since more and more padawans knew about it. Some didn’t stay there permanently, as it was used for training, meditation, and as a safe place for the Jedi. Theodosia had to be very careful in contacting other Padawans, so she left it to her...

The corridors were cold and the air was staunchy. The Pantoran breathed, the exhale being probably the only air movement the hallway had in years. Aurora had told her that a change was coming, that the Order was growing. More and more Padawans were surfacing, hopeful Jedi being more willing...

In a dream, Theodosia wasn’t kicking and screaming. She was actually happy. A large library loomed over her head, it looked absolutely ancient. Sunlight shown through and Theodosia glided through the corridors. Bookshelves towered up to the ceiling. It was quiet; the only sound made was by the...

Adventuring on Outer Rim planets was apparently Theodosia’s new hobby. Tatooine was one of the last places she honestly wanted to go. It was busy, full of vile people and scum, it was hot and sandy. But, like any other adventure she had had, it started with a gut feeling. This gut feeling could...

[OOC| 0605; Pantora; Theodosia's Hearth ] The morning was well on it’s way. The Pantoran was already awake and drinking her morning java. The livestock called outside, the sun on the marshy moon of Pantora was rising steadily, it’s rays just grasping the touches of the bogs. It was much more...

The stank and smog of Coronet City made the rural Pantoran’s eyes water. She didn’t know why she was doing this to herself. Force Sensitive, in the the Core, Empire agents probably all around. Yeesh. She huddled the pale green cloak closer to her, and her dark wrap tighter around her face. In...