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note this RP takes place not long after: http://thestarwars.proboards53.com/index.c...read=1127112711
and http://thestarwars.proboards53.com/index.c...read=1127637025
please read first if you are not familiar with this era or characters
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The breaches in the palace walls did little to keep out the drifting snow and fringed winds that whipped about the poler cap, and though late afternoon, the sun had not risen in several months, as was normal for late winter; but still this was home. The walls that once stood tall, and shed reflections like a finely smoothed ice now seemed more or less to lean on each other with a precarious balance, burned and marred by heavy blaster fire, and lightsaber scars. This was once the palace of Matron, and Jedi Master Adena Qel-Droma... this was once the home of the mighty Sith Empress, and Darklordess, Viea. Not long after the Dark Lord turned up missing, both rival sith, and allied, as well as Jedi and republic converged on this location, in the hopes of finding the Sith who managed to capture the whole galaxy in a few short years, some looking for justice, others for retribution, and yet still those loyal on both sides who sought her protection and or redemption.
The battle was fierce, and many believe this was a major turning point in the great war...the Sith officially thrust into another civil war that still continued, and allowed the republic to regain it's footing and its chance to retake their capital world of coruscant. The battle had long ended, but the spirits of that event were left etched into the essence of the structure. They never found the Empress, and many believed that she was killed by the sith witch Sable, or perhaps the redeemed Jedi Kit Rendar, or young Bac and gotten to her first. Others claimed that the Empress had made a deal with Matron Lirreka of the Ebon-Claw and had been one of the first to flee known space.
She however knew where the former Empress was, and none of the stories were true, nor false. A bemused smile touched her lips as she blew into her hands to keep the circulation going before closing the last facet to a very special holocron. Indeed she knew where the Empress was, she knew where the former Jedi was...they both resided within her, places deep and not easily accessed. Viea, and Jedi Master Adena were specters of her past, slivers of her personality. They both had a role to play in the drama of the Force, and both had lived it as was foretold, even if she at times had not understood it.
Several floors below one could make out the sounds of plasma cutters, and other tools, now and then the shrills of a frustrated Danthiri Female, and the snide retorts of an old HK unit being repaired. Adena knew that the galaxy needed to recover, and knew she had no place in it, her time had ended on the great stage, however many acts still needed to play out. As it stood now the Sith were not a threat outside of small pockets scattered about, the Jedi were growing, and the balance as it was meant to be had been put back in place; however she knew a time would come that the scales would shift again, and she made sure that here, in this one location one could seek some guidance for the future, amongst the ruins of the past.
Adena gazed at the holocron for a moment with soft, icy eyes, the images of her life flashing before her eyes, Her days as an ancient Jedi, her deep sleep, her awakening into a Non human empire, militay conquests, her daughters Nikita, and Dalharil..to Lirreka, her rebirth as a modern Jedi, Dex, Kit, Kyra..her beloved Shara and there children; her mind recalled the pain and torment Viea inflicted upon the galaxy, the mind games Sable had played on her. Adena knew that for now her story had no more to write, though the tome of her life had not yet been closed.
" There is no light, there is no dark, there is no life or death, there is a balance in the great force, there is a steady stream, who's currents now flow calmly, now one must ask; do they ride that current and see where it leads? or do they travel on against it to learn why it came to be in the first place?" Her eyes shifted to a slender feminine figure silhouetted against a charred pillar. The Former Darklords lips eased into a neutral expression.
and http://thestarwars.proboards53.com/index.c...read=1127637025
please read first if you are not familiar with this era or characters
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The breaches in the palace walls did little to keep out the drifting snow and fringed winds that whipped about the poler cap, and though late afternoon, the sun had not risen in several months, as was normal for late winter; but still this was home. The walls that once stood tall, and shed reflections like a finely smoothed ice now seemed more or less to lean on each other with a precarious balance, burned and marred by heavy blaster fire, and lightsaber scars. This was once the palace of Matron, and Jedi Master Adena Qel-Droma... this was once the home of the mighty Sith Empress, and Darklordess, Viea. Not long after the Dark Lord turned up missing, both rival sith, and allied, as well as Jedi and republic converged on this location, in the hopes of finding the Sith who managed to capture the whole galaxy in a few short years, some looking for justice, others for retribution, and yet still those loyal on both sides who sought her protection and or redemption.
The battle was fierce, and many believe this was a major turning point in the great war...the Sith officially thrust into another civil war that still continued, and allowed the republic to regain it's footing and its chance to retake their capital world of coruscant. The battle had long ended, but the spirits of that event were left etched into the essence of the structure. They never found the Empress, and many believed that she was killed by the sith witch Sable, or perhaps the redeemed Jedi Kit Rendar, or young Bac and gotten to her first. Others claimed that the Empress had made a deal with Matron Lirreka of the Ebon-Claw and had been one of the first to flee known space.
She however knew where the former Empress was, and none of the stories were true, nor false. A bemused smile touched her lips as she blew into her hands to keep the circulation going before closing the last facet to a very special holocron. Indeed she knew where the Empress was, she knew where the former Jedi was...they both resided within her, places deep and not easily accessed. Viea, and Jedi Master Adena were specters of her past, slivers of her personality. They both had a role to play in the drama of the Force, and both had lived it as was foretold, even if she at times had not understood it.
Several floors below one could make out the sounds of plasma cutters, and other tools, now and then the shrills of a frustrated Danthiri Female, and the snide retorts of an old HK unit being repaired. Adena knew that the galaxy needed to recover, and knew she had no place in it, her time had ended on the great stage, however many acts still needed to play out. As it stood now the Sith were not a threat outside of small pockets scattered about, the Jedi were growing, and the balance as it was meant to be had been put back in place; however she knew a time would come that the scales would shift again, and she made sure that here, in this one location one could seek some guidance for the future, amongst the ruins of the past.
Adena gazed at the holocron for a moment with soft, icy eyes, the images of her life flashing before her eyes, Her days as an ancient Jedi, her deep sleep, her awakening into a Non human empire, militay conquests, her daughters Nikita, and Dalharil..to Lirreka, her rebirth as a modern Jedi, Dex, Kit, Kyra..her beloved Shara and there children; her mind recalled the pain and torment Viea inflicted upon the galaxy, the mind games Sable had played on her. Adena knew that for now her story had no more to write, though the tome of her life had not yet been closed.
" There is no light, there is no dark, there is no life or death, there is a balance in the great force, there is a steady stream, who's currents now flow calmly, now one must ask; do they ride that current and see where it leads? or do they travel on against it to learn why it came to be in the first place?" Her eyes shifted to a slender feminine figure silhouetted against a charred pillar. The Former Darklords lips eased into a neutral expression.