"It's nothing at all." Izel answered Crix as she patted him on the shoulder, ready to offer him support in the case his exhaustion made it difficult for him to stand. Force fatigue was nothing to scoff at, she knew that well enough herself. "We owe you far more Jedi."
"As soon as we find a decent spot we'll make camp for the night." Curga said in response to Crix's question. He could see how tired he was and given that the young Jedi had saved the group twice already he was in a generous mood. The other two monks made a point of thanking Crix for a job well done and they proceeded along the path. Thankfully it wasn't much longer until they reached an area in the cliffside wide enough for a camp.
"Ah... And here I think we see why the Force has deigned to send us on this path..." The old Lannik said as he stepped onto the wide ledge. It might have been little reward for the Padawan given what he had experienced, but Izel herself couldn't help but have some appreciation for what the pilgrim said. It was the view. Bright, colorful flowers bloomed on the fringes of the clearing and the ledge, and beyond that was an immaculate vista of snow capped mountains, uninterrupted by any man-made structures. As the sun set the skies and snowy peaks were awash with vibrant mixtures of orange, and indigo. A gentle breeze came in from the west, carrying with it the evening calls of some type of bird the Vratix had never heard before. It was an image of true peace, hopefully one that would make it easier for their guide to rest and rejuvenate.
"You go ahead and relax, you've earned it." Curga said as he removed the pack he was carrying. "We'll set up camp." Even as the Lannik spoke the other pilgrims were beginning the process of pitching their tents and starting a fire, something all of them did with practiced ease. Thankfully this was something Izel was quite adept in as well, owing it to her own upbringing.
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"As soon as we find a decent spot we'll make camp for the night." Curga said in response to Crix's question. He could see how tired he was and given that the young Jedi had saved the group twice already he was in a generous mood. The other two monks made a point of thanking Crix for a job well done and they proceeded along the path. Thankfully it wasn't much longer until they reached an area in the cliffside wide enough for a camp.
"Ah... And here I think we see why the Force has deigned to send us on this path..." The old Lannik said as he stepped onto the wide ledge. It might have been little reward for the Padawan given what he had experienced, but Izel herself couldn't help but have some appreciation for what the pilgrim said. It was the view. Bright, colorful flowers bloomed on the fringes of the clearing and the ledge, and beyond that was an immaculate vista of snow capped mountains, uninterrupted by any man-made structures. As the sun set the skies and snowy peaks were awash with vibrant mixtures of orange, and indigo. A gentle breeze came in from the west, carrying with it the evening calls of some type of bird the Vratix had never heard before. It was an image of true peace, hopefully one that would make it easier for their guide to rest and rejuvenate.
"You go ahead and relax, you've earned it." Curga said as he removed the pack he was carrying. "We'll set up camp." Even as the Lannik spoke the other pilgrims were beginning the process of pitching their tents and starting a fire, something all of them did with practiced ease. Thankfully this was something Izel was quite adept in as well, owing it to her own upbringing.
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