Open Seek and you shall find.

[Ejanni Aodh]

It all happened in a matter of seconds. One moment the only sounds were Ejanni and his fellow slaves chipping at the ground, the next blaster bolts and collapsing tents filled the snow-choked air. A feeling of elation ballooned inside him as he saw an elderly-looking man knocking a slaver out cold with a single blow.

The other slaves had begun to notice as well, once downtrodden faces now slowly beginning to show hope on their alien features. Ejanni's call had worked! They would be saved! Hope blossomed further as something lit up, a dim purple glow amidst the snow. There was no mistaking the sound of it being drawn, nor the light buzz as it elegantly swatted away a blaster bolt. That was a lightsaber, and these were Jedi.

Ejanni's eyes shone with happiness as he threw down his pick. He would finally meet another one of his order! The distant world of Master Jan was now so close, with the only thing in between being the cruelly beeping slave collar on his neck. Thinking quickly Ejanni shouted out to his Jedi rescuers.

"Find Dwisser! Find the Dug! We're not going anywhere with these slave collars around our necks, and he has the deactivation code!"

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[Oren Zapan]

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Oren's brown eyes widened with pride in his students, watching as each and every single one of them carried out their skills with excellence. Similar to how his master had taught him, a student would need to be gently pushed into the water to learn to swim and each one of them had proven their worth on that day.

He couldn't see his fellow knight through the snow, but he could see that things were coming to a close. The slaves were starting to gain hope and the men had slowly been stopped by his students. "Go and tend to the slaves wounds," he'd motion towards Izel and Hirani to help the slaves that began to clamber. "Help the boy too."

He would turn his attention towards the Dug who quickly began to escape through the snow. Taking a deep breath, the Knight would push his feet firmly through the snow, charging forward, his feat nearly leaping with each step as he bounced across the snow, the force aiding him with speed.

His blade drawn, he'd deflect the blaster bolts that the man shot towards him, before catching up to him. Gripping him with the force, Oren would force the Slaver to drop the slave restriction device, but the Dug was craftier than he could imagine. The slaver would raise his pistol, while hovering in the air, firing a bolt into Oren's shoulder, which caused him to drop the Dug. The man would quickly sprint away, leaving the slave device behind.

With a searing pain in his shoulder, he would move to pick up the device, his shoulder hanging to the side as he made his way back to the group. He would press the button, freeing the collar from them all, his face wincing in the process. "Is everyone okay?"

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[Izel Thral]

Izel froze up for a few moments after Master Zapan initiated their side of the attack, but watching her fellow Padawan charge into the fray brought her confidence. Steeling herself she stood up and extended both arms, reaching out with the Force and with a grunt pulling down one of the tents. She rushed forward staff in hand as she watched the struggling forms of the slavers inside beginning to get up, and swung her weapon at each of them in turn.

"Sorry..." She quickly apologized as she smacked the head of one of the slavers through the thick fabric, knocking him back to the ground. "Sorry... Sorry... Sorry..." She continued as she did the same to all of the tent's other occupants. Thankfully the other Jedi seemed to have the rest of the slavers handled, so at Oren's bidding Izel moved to begin helping the captives. The one nearest to her was a Sephi who looked about her age. She was quite surprised, he seemed strong in the Force, stronger than any of his fellow captives at least.

"This is all rather exciting isn't it?" She asked a bit awkwardly as she approached him. She was shivering, adrenaline pumping through her veins along with a mixture of fear and exhilaration. "Are you alright? Do you need healing?" She asked as she grasped and lifted one of his arms, leaning over to inspect him for any wounds without bothering to ask.

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[Hiranikorssa]

The slavers paused for a moment, considering her last-ditch effort to get them to surrender. But both the Hirani and the knight, Bilcus, could sense the unrest growing in them in the following moments, and both sensed their sudden attack before it came. As (what seemed to be) the final three slavers concentrated their fire on the pair of them, she would take advantage of her speed and athleticism, weaving her way towards one of the more isolated slavers. Hirani was clearly not as skilled as the Jedi Knight with whom she fought, and she wielded what appeared to be merely a large stick, so the other two slavers had set their sights on Master Bilcus... Which gave Hirani ample opportunity to put the third one, her fellow Twi'lek, out of the fight, with her staff.

Leaping out of the path of a flurry of crimson bolts, Hirani would sprint at her enemy, throwing the blunt end of her stun staff at him like a javelin. It would hit him square in the chest, winding the Twi'lek. Then—using the Force to pull her weapon back into her grip—she would then smack the blaster out of his hands and across the snow. To discourage him from making any false moves, she quickly pulled the vibroblade from her belt, and flicked it on.

Looking down upon the Twi'lek, a calm rage bubbled up inside her, and despite her best attempts to subdue it, Hirani could not. How could one of her kind, a fellow child of the Goddess, dare become this? A monster? A slave-driving schutta? On top of that, how dare they become someone who—more than likely—serves those who had enslaved her own—their own Twi'lek sisters, for hundreds, if not thousands of years. Wrath unlike she had ever felt tugged at her heart. It was only with the guidance of her Master's training that she could keep it at bay.

"Narsu! Narsu…" He quivered there, in the snow. Pathetically. Begging not to have his life taken.

"Tun..." She spat, under her breath. By the way she spoke, the word could have been a curse, or the name of a demon. "Tun s'oko xe tinari'sai rymat'un se."

She give him one, brief, sharp jab—but not with her vibroblade. After the moment of sheer shock, as energy ran through his muscles, her fellow Twi'lek slumped into the snow. Stunned. Unconscious.

He would live to remember the mercy of the Jedi way.

Force-pulling her stun staff back into her grasp, she turned away from him. Like her people had. Like Kika'lekki already had.

Hirani moved to rejoin her fellow Padawans in freeing the other slaves, doing her best to take her mind off the traitor. She'd lost enough hope in her species for one day.

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[Theoccus Bilcus]

As the combat began, Theoccus noticed that everything suddenly started to move a great deal faster. He could feel the unease in the Padawans, for whom this would most likely have been their first engagement. Te platitudes, and leadership of Master Oran went some small way to shoring up their confidence, no doubt, as Theoccus noticed the slavers tents begin to shudder and fall, as he knocked his combatant slaver down with the palm of his hand.

Quickly, the Padawans followed their Masters instruction, darting through the snow to help him, taking care to ensure no casualties. The slavers did not return the favour, firing live rounds at their assailants, to little avail as panic swept their ranks. Theoccus, hearing the plea of Ejanni however, ignored the attackers, being dealt with as they where by his fellow Jedi, instead, he closed his eyes and reached out with the force, attempting to find the Dug the slave spoke of.

Dwisser.

Master Oren was on him in a flash, chasing the Dug down with unnerving speed, and indeed it was not long before the device in question was in his hands. Looking around, he noticed the slaves had either been dispatched, or had fled into the snow. Reaching out with his hand, he summoned his staff back with a snap, tapped it on the ground, and, as if nothing had happened, continued walking in the direction of the Kyber Crystal cave.

 

[Ejanni Aodh]

Ejanni had never felt more free than the moment the slave collar deactivated and made contact with the ground with a dull thud. A wide smile crossed the Sefi's face as he rubbed where the collar had begun to dig into his neck, a spot he was sure was bright red from the chafing as well as the cold. Both of which fell to the wayside as he stared in wonder at his saviors.

They wore the robes he had seen worn so many times in the training holo-vids, as well as by Master Jan himself. Ejanni scarce believed his eyes at the wonderful sight of Jedi before him. The order Master Jan had inducted him into all those years ago was finally in his grasp, he was beyond happy, he was ecstatic.

Ejanni was snapped out of his daydream of lightsabers and robes when an alien of a type he had never seen came towards him. Her insectoid eyes filled with concern as she asked after his health, and without another word began checking him all over. Blushing slightly at the sudden concern, a type of which had not been addressed to him since the death of Master Jan, he stammered out a response. His stammer either coming from the cold, or the realization that the Jedi he had so often dreamed about were finally here.

"I-I'm fine, really! Besides the cold and the wear from the slave collar I'm in an alright shape.

Ejanni's eyes met hers as he finished, and before he could stop himself words began jumbling out of his mouth.

"Are you all Jedi? I've never met another of the order! I mean, not since Master Jan...and then there was this time on Nar Shaddaa...but that doens't matter. Of course you're all Jedi, I mean the robes and the lightsabers, and the selflessly helping people should've made it obvious.

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[Oren Zapan]

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Oren would slump down into the snow as Izel came to his aide, he would smile, though it would quickly fade into a painful groan. His shoulder still smoked slightly, but he would survive. Taking a few deep breaths he would allow the Jedi to aid him, nodding as she did so. "Your skills in the force are Impressive...you'll be fine Jedi one day Izel." He'd turn towards the others.

"Hirani, you did well, you commanded yourself with restraint..I can see yourself becoming a leader within our order." He'd smile softly as he peered over towards the slaves.

"Yes boy, we are Jedi...here on a trial for their crystals." He'd say pointing towards the other knight that began to wander, "We felt you through the force, calling out to us...I suppose that wasn't you?" He'd ask with a raised brow, pulling himself up onto his feet. "I will lead the slaves to some shelter, students, continue on." He would peer towards the boy, "If you would like...you can join them."With that, the Knight would slowly limp away, rounding up the slaves and leading them off away from the group.

/Exit Thread

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[Izel Thral]

Izel was taken off-guard somewhat by the former slave's reaction. This was the first time she had really been looked at differently for being a Jedi. Her parents had known about her gifts, but they seemed only concerned with her safety. This was the first time she had been looked at as being special or unusual because of her abilities. It caused the Vratix to take a step back in surprise. "Uh... Well..." For once the Padawan was lost for words. Thankfully Master Zapan cut in to reply to the Sefi.

After helping him to heal and gratefully accepting his compliment Oren wandered off with the rest of the freed slaves, and the other Padawans began to fall in behind Master Bilcus. Izel quickly found herself turning back to Ejanni. "Oh yes you should come with us!" She said excitedly to the young man. "I can tell you're strong in the Force! Strong enough to be a Jedi yourself. Oh, and I'm Izel by the way," She introduced herself a bit awkwardly. "What's your name?"

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