“Onderon? Nothing on that rock but monsters and beast riders.”
― Tallo
The Japrael system, also called the Onderon system, was home to the planet Onderon along with seven other planets. It centred around the star Prael. It was where the ship was currently heading as it travelled through hyperspace. It was a route Fiach had travelled before, when she’d visited one of its four moons – Dxun – to secure a Forge for the Jedi Order.
She knew little of the planet, however, other than the terrain was rugged and it was home to so many predatory beasts that most of the civilisation lived behind walls, to protect them. She was also aware of a general xenophobia – although humans, she understood, were less prejudiced against.
To date, she had kept herself to herself through the trip and allowed her travelling companion to do so too. It was not the largest ship, but it was big enough for the two of them to travel comfortably without being in each other’s pockets.
Right now, she sat in the pilot’s seat and checked the nav-comp, which indicated they would be exiting hyperspace soon. Getting here she could manage all by herself, but where on Onderon they needed to travel to – well that needed Aska’s input.
Fiach had spent much of the journey meditating. It was common practice for her, but right now it felt even more relevant. Why she was here was still a mystery – but not one she railed against. And nor would she walk away from the challenge just because she had no clear answer – but some clarity, she believed, would be better than none. So, she’d spent time emptying her mind and allowing her unconscious awareness to seek enlightenment from the Force.
None came, which did not surprise her. Maybe, just maybe, that was the problem. The Force – at least from Fiach’s perspective – seemed to operate on belief. You did rather than try. Your success depended on an expectancy of success. Doubt invariably led to failure. Perhaps her lack of expectation was driving her inability to see why the Force had led her to Aska (assuming it had) and what her purpose was in all of this?
Not that it mattered, for she was here – as far as she could tell – at the Force’s bidding and she would see it through to whatever conclusion unfolded. She had the Force and the Jedi Code to guide her, so what could go wrong?
Sighing audibly as she considered the myriad of potential problems, she then took a deep breath, centred herself and focused on the task in hand.
“OK,” she called to Aska, “we’re almost there. And by there I mean Onderon. Now you’ll have to guide us as to where precisely we’re heading on the planet’s surface. And we should probably agree some ground-rules. Like only kill as a last resort and who will do the talking and how should we introduce ourselves…things like that. Plus, it would e good to know as much about the contract as you can share.”
@Tulos
― Tallo
The Japrael system, also called the Onderon system, was home to the planet Onderon along with seven other planets. It centred around the star Prael. It was where the ship was currently heading as it travelled through hyperspace. It was a route Fiach had travelled before, when she’d visited one of its four moons – Dxun – to secure a Forge for the Jedi Order.
She knew little of the planet, however, other than the terrain was rugged and it was home to so many predatory beasts that most of the civilisation lived behind walls, to protect them. She was also aware of a general xenophobia – although humans, she understood, were less prejudiced against.
To date, she had kept herself to herself through the trip and allowed her travelling companion to do so too. It was not the largest ship, but it was big enough for the two of them to travel comfortably without being in each other’s pockets.
Right now, she sat in the pilot’s seat and checked the nav-comp, which indicated they would be exiting hyperspace soon. Getting here she could manage all by herself, but where on Onderon they needed to travel to – well that needed Aska’s input.
Fiach had spent much of the journey meditating. It was common practice for her, but right now it felt even more relevant. Why she was here was still a mystery – but not one she railed against. And nor would she walk away from the challenge just because she had no clear answer – but some clarity, she believed, would be better than none. So, she’d spent time emptying her mind and allowing her unconscious awareness to seek enlightenment from the Force.
None came, which did not surprise her. Maybe, just maybe, that was the problem. The Force – at least from Fiach’s perspective – seemed to operate on belief. You did rather than try. Your success depended on an expectancy of success. Doubt invariably led to failure. Perhaps her lack of expectation was driving her inability to see why the Force had led her to Aska (assuming it had) and what her purpose was in all of this?
Not that it mattered, for she was here – as far as she could tell – at the Force’s bidding and she would see it through to whatever conclusion unfolded. She had the Force and the Jedi Code to guide her, so what could go wrong?
Sighing audibly as she considered the myriad of potential problems, she then took a deep breath, centred herself and focused on the task in hand.
“OK,” she called to Aska, “we’re almost there. And by there I mean Onderon. Now you’ll have to guide us as to where precisely we’re heading on the planet’s surface. And we should probably agree some ground-rules. Like only kill as a last resort and who will do the talking and how should we introduce ourselves…things like that. Plus, it would e good to know as much about the contract as you can share.”
@Tulos