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Post by Talau on Dec 2, 2006 4:50:05 GMT -5
It had been nearly 10 years since Talau had taken over the rule of Rilia as the Contess. The four temples were being had been rebuilt, and now a fith was being added to their number. Talau was no fool...she knew that the Jedi had more than likely been overthrown in their battle against the sith, and...who knew who else had fought against them. Now, they were scattered to the four winds....and it hurt her heart to know this....that was why she had begged the council of Eldars to grant the permission to build a jedi temple on Rilia.
As she stood looking at the project, she knew she would have to leave her planet once more...it was unlikely that the Jedi would come in search of the Rilan, especially since word had undoubtedly gotten out about the increased battles that had been raging so recently, and had only abated in the past year or so.
[glow=9999ff,2,300]Illorn Keta...I must go to see if I can find any of the remaining jedi....they need sanctuary now more than ever...and who would we be if we did not help them as they helped us?[/glow]
Keta nodded, and thought of the jedi she had met some years ago.
[glow=9999ff,2,300]I leave tomorrow.[/glow]
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Post by Cyberguy on Dec 2, 2006 11:18:26 GMT -5
(Just to let you know, Arili was already sent by the council on Rilia to find Holt, so that leaves... Jenno.)
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Post by Talau on Dec 2, 2006 17:47:48 GMT -5
((hence why she's leaving, or it's open to anyone. ....... >_>))
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Post by Talau on Dec 7, 2006 1:51:33 GMT -5
Talau's fighter swept across the arid stepplands toward the Northern Temple of Rilia, the familiar water symbol glistening a clear blue on the side of it, reflecting the glittering pool of water infront of the temple.
[glow=9999ff,2,300]That is the Northern Temple...or the Water Temple. It is our first stop.[/glow]
She said, easily guiding her fighter toward the docking bay of the temple.
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Post by Belle Morte on Dec 7, 2006 4:24:13 GMT -5
*Quenladose awoke from her sleep with a yawn and looked around the at the temple entrance, as she heard Tal speak her eyes wondered around in her skull and she stretched out before speaking*
It's beautiful
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Post by Talau on Dec 7, 2006 4:28:27 GMT -5
She chuckled and set the ship down easily, sliding the hatch up and back, the hot Rilan sun beating down on them as she lept out of the ship easily and stretched.
[glow=9999ff,2,300]Come....it's to hot out for me right now.[/glow]
She said with a playful wink and helped her out as another feanturi walked up.
"Contess! Anorum Sel! I'm glad to see you back so soon!" she said with a grin.
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Post by Belle Morte on Dec 7, 2006 4:32:08 GMT -5
*Quenladose stood up in the cockpit and jumped down landing with her knees bent and the ryyk blades along the length of her right arm*
I suppose it's hot out,
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Post by Talau on Dec 7, 2006 4:39:51 GMT -5
Talau chuckled and hugged her friend, then turned to Quena.
[glow=9999ff,2,300]Quena, this is Keta my best feanturi master. Keta, this is Quendalose, a new jedi learner.[/glow]
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Post by Belle Morte on Dec 7, 2006 4:43:15 GMT -5
*Quenladose bowed into impossible low with her hair covering her face and tattoo shimmering along the length of her back Her voice returned to normal as she spoke with a voice of silver bells and looked up with eye's the color of storm clouds*
It is a pleasure to meet you
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Post by Talau on Dec 7, 2006 4:50:02 GMT -5
Keta smiled and bowed in return, her red hair flashing like fire in the sun.
"Anorum sel Littling. It is a pleasure to meet you. You must hold quite a good soul for Talau to have brought you here." Keta replied, with a smile.
Talau smiled and chuckled as she started walking toward the temple.
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Post by Belle Morte on Dec 7, 2006 4:51:45 GMT -5
*Quenladose followed behind resting the ryyk blade along her shoulders and relaxing her hand on the hilt as she walked with a flow of the lavender and silver hair trailing behind her*
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Post by Talau on Dec 7, 2006 4:58:14 GMT -5
Keta and Talau talked quietly for a few moments before Keta walked away.
[glow=9999ff,2,300]Welcome to the Norther Temple.[/glow]
Talau said with a smile, walking into the silvery white stone temple. The pillars were carved at the top and bottom. The walls were lined with blue orbs that flickered with swirling light.
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Post by Belle Morte on Dec 7, 2006 11:44:47 GMT -5
*Quenladose nodded and spoke with her eye's darting around from one thing to another*
Northern Temple got it
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Post by Talau on Dec 8, 2006 4:55:16 GMT -5
Talau chuckled, but turned her attention to a pair of children who were running down the corridor, laughing and seemingly pummeling eachother with long wooden sticks carved into swords. As they ran toward the two women, the children stopped suddenly, skidding to a halt and lowered their weapons, looking as it they felt they were about to get into serious trouble when one of them looked up again.
"I'm sorry Illorn..." they chorused, then the other looked up as well, and seeming to recognize Talau, she grinned widely and nudged her friend in the ribs hard. He looked at her and grumbled something in another language, then looked over at the women again, a grin appearing on his face as well.
"Illorn Talau!" the girl crowed happily, and the two came running over, skidding to a stop once more when they noticed the fey woman. Their eyes went wide, their small faces beaming their curiosity.
[glow=9999ff,2,300]Now....Orsu, Belan....you know it's not polite to stair....where are your manners?[/glow]
She chided, with a little smile. They looked up at her, and lowered their eyes slightly, embarassed.
"Sorry Illorn Talau." they chimed, then turned to Quena. "Anorum Sel mellon...." they chorused to her, smiling.
"I'm Orsu" the boy said "and I'm Belan" added the girl.
Talau nodded approval then looked to Quena to see her responce.
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Post by Sana <X> Vaerok on Dec 8, 2006 10:33:43 GMT -5
**Enter The True Master of Lifeforce and The Living Force: The Archivist's Rebirth!** [shadow=white,left,300][glow=blue,2,300]It seems... the time has come.[/glow][/shadow] The middle aged man, no longer possessing the boyish charm he once held, now a grown man with blonde with grey neatly ushered into his hair, sighed aloud in the cockpit of his passenger carrier which he had slipped onto in his travels, most recently from Korriban, but that was another story. For now, his Old Friend, the Force (Particularly that which lives and grows and summons up the awareness of the moment) summoned him to here, this place where his dream and love sat upon a throne and was finally adored day and night like the bodies of the heavens themselves. [shadow=white,left,300][glow=blue,2,300]It's good to know.. she is where she deserves to be... Aunna.[/glow][/shadow] The man was wearing full covering desert brown robes and a short, now neatly trimmed beard, no moustache, and his hair was long (a little above shoulder length) and with grey and white complimenting a sandy blonde. His cowl covered his face, the reflection of eyes that literally glew sky blue caught and held in Circular glasses. The Jedi Master, a title he still clung to if not only for the opportunity to resist the Government of the era, but also to revive old memories before his extreme self-tutilege under the Living Force for the past 20 years. He was ready to rejoin the efforts of those he had left behind long ago... he only hoped he would not find the hate and discontent he feared he deserved. To say the force was strong with him would be the understatement of the millenium, it flowed from him like a constant oceanic current, filled with the electricity of life and love itself. This man, simply being near him, made you feel warm, fuzzy inside. He was a true disciple of good and an avatar of life and protection. He carried two lightsabers under his robes, invisible to perception and wore sandals upon his feet. He had a habit of smiling and joking a lot, having helped play with a child on the transport to give his mother time to rest after a long persecution fleeing Korriban. What time had taken away in youth it had bestowed in personality and charm, Blueskies was at his peak. The wandering Scholar of the Living Force gave the child back to his mother's care and with a second of concentration concealed all semblence of the Force from himself. To any other than a master Dark Jedi he would seem a strange, wise, eccentric, and kind middle aged man. He sighed again and adjusted his glasses, trying to focus. [shadow=white,left,300][glow=blue,2,300]Here I come, Countess Aunna...[/glow][/shadow] He took all precautions and followed all protocol in an attempt to reach an audience with the Countess, it helped that his study of Rilan could have passed him off as a native speaker but that kind of talent in cultural skill was nothing new for this man... Upon reaching one of the final thresh holds in checks he looked and saw a very beauitful young woman out in a garden-esque scene and he used his incredible Force control to sense her without releasing his own connection. She was strong indeed! Something VERY familiar about this young woman... .... ...It struck him. [shadow=white,left,300][glow=blue,2,300]Could she be... one of her's?...[/glow][/shadow] A confounded man made his way to the woman, pulling down his hood upon coming in conversational range. [shadow=white,left,300][glow=blue,2,300]Hello, I am a traveling scholar who has come to have an audience with her Majesty, the Countess Firians. But, all manner of business and politico aside, I would like to find your name, young lady, and perhaps engrave it onto my aging memory. Hah hah hah[/glow][/shadow] The man laughed in a way that seemed to permeate through the garden. He really was a witty and charming fellow and this was undeniable. ((He is talking to Daawn, so whenever you're ready Tal . Lol, father/daughter quality time ))
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Post by Talau on Dec 8, 2006 17:14:41 GMT -5
((THAT requires a new thread... ^_~ ))
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Post by Tal on Dec 8, 2006 17:16:10 GMT -5
((okay new thread comin right up!))
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Post by Belle Morte on Dec 8, 2006 22:43:15 GMT -5
*Quenladose looked at the two children and kneeled down offering her either her wrist or neck as a welcome, as her eye's turned to a color of raging storms and her words floated out like silver bells*
Hello children, I am Quenladose. It is nice to meet you
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Post by Tal on Dec 8, 2006 22:52:17 GMT -5
((forgive....but i can only use one prof. at a time...))
Talau smiled and chuckled slightly as she watched. The two walked over calmly and hugged her with big smiles.
Talau felt a shift in the force on her planet, and searched the temple grounds, then outward to the palace....could it be?...no...it couldn't....
She paled slightly and leaned back against the wall.
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Post by Belle Morte on Dec 8, 2006 22:57:16 GMT -5
*Quenladose looked from the children with a shocked expression then quickly looked at Tal and seemed to move from a one position to the wall with fluid grace*
Master are you alright?
*As her hands extended Quenladose let the flow of her hair frame her face*
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