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Klyyd watched from the hallway as Councilor Shivaaga made his grand entrance into the conclave. He stayed silent, as he had no input given he wasn't really up to speed on the state of the Galaxy. He understood the grave circumstances, and the situation the Exiles have put the Jedi into. But...

Klyyd started to walk to the doorway when something dawned on him. Old Master Wyck. "That's it!" he yelled as he twisted around, almost falling as he ran but ultimately regaining his balance. Of course, if anyone could help him figure out what was happening to him, it was Wyck. The only Knight...

Klyyd flinched as Master Fennix scolded them. Looking down at the floor hoping he wouldn't be noticed. He hoped he would not escort them back to their quarters personally. He did not feel like explaining the broken bed tonight. With the Jedi Master focused on the Jedi who had made the ruckus...

As Klyyd made his way down the hall, he heard a commotion around the corner. As he a rounded the corner, he was met with an amazing sight. Two Jedi dangling from a Droid's hands. He was about to laugh, but immediately stopped in his tracks when his eyes fell upon the Mirialan girl. He was struck...

Klyyd tossed and turned in his sleep, caught adrift in yet another nightmare. It was the mirror again, a twisted dark mirror. His reflection was dark and distorted. Suddenly, this dark reflection reached out and tried to pull him into the mirror. They struggled as they always did, and usually it...

I fixed the OOC stuff, so should it work now?

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