Gunter Andril
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Post by Gunter Andril on Aug 28, 2013 16:52:14 GMT -8
Gunter had remained quiet as Master Zion had conversed amiably with the arriving human, Atton Kaelan. Atton caught the datapad Zion had thrown his way, reviewing the list of tasks contained within before asking when he ought to begin. Politely, Gunter chuckled, his eyes closing momentarily before opening again and resting on Atton. "Considering the amount of work to be done, begin immediately, you should!" He told the man, bowing his head slightly in his direction.
"When last I spoke with Master Adiemus Matango, a great number of plans for the Jedi here, he had." Gunter turned to face Master Zion, "Assist with much, I can. Only together can the Jedi prepare its students for their role in the future of the galaxy."
His words, while cliche by many standards, were humbling in their own way. The knowledge that a generation was responsible for its offspring's future was enough to put pressure on even a Jedi of Master Gunter's age and experience. Though Gunter felt plenty comfortable in the expertise of Master Zion. Jedi were not simply assigned to be Masters of institutions of learning, they were groomed and chosen, for a reason. Whoever had decided Zion was best suited to lead the Jedi of Honoghr had surely placed as much thought as they did faith in such a decision.
Gunter tapped a clawed foot against the room's floor once more, humming quietly to himself as he pondered his own activities over the next several days. Gunter lived on very little, having been raised at a time when the Jedi Order pressed humility and minimalism above all else. His needs were simple, yet he had much work to do on his meditations. The secrets of the Kasha crystal he had unlocked were indeed powerful tools of the Force, though Gunter had many questions he needed to answer. Jedi Masters such as Zion needed to be made aware of the abilities Gunter had developed as well, so they could assist him in furthering such knowledge for the Jedi Order.
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Post by Way Too Many Characters on Aug 29, 2013 8:14:26 GMT -8
“Ah’ll be happy t’take ya about, Master Kaelan.” Alykka chirps happily, having stayed quiet until then, “Ah know Ah don’t look th’ part, but Ah’m a Jedi Knight mahself sure as Hutts are fat ‘n’ ugly.”
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Post by Asani on Aug 29, 2013 9:21:17 GMT -8
Asani nods to Gunther as the color of her fur deepens it's yellow hue. Then turns to Zion as he gives a tentative approval to their pairing.
"Thank you, and don't worry about me, I don't need much space for a room as long as I can always get out and stretch my legs around the temple."
She then turns back to Gunther as he speaks to her as Amber is about to lead her out of the room.
"Take care of anything you need to. I will be ready and waiting in my room."
Finally she turns back to Amber and follows her out of the Master's Quarters, heading off to see where she would be staying during her time here on Honoghr.
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Post by Zion Morviael [RETIRED] on Aug 29, 2013 16:52:08 GMT -8
=Zion Morviael=
Start immediately, there is a lot to do...
Zion nodded to Atton and then to Asani as she took her leave. With them now taken care of, he then turned back to Gunter, now able to return to the conversation between them. When everyone was gone, He then motioned towards the food currently sitting on the desk
=Zion Morviael=
I'm afraid thus far I have not been a very good host, please feel free to eat what you need. As for what forces the Jedi Order has, I have little information. I was not in charge when the Order's combined, and to my knowledge the Honoghr Order was not a part of it...
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Gunter Andril
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Post by Gunter Andril on Aug 29, 2013 21:40:31 GMT -8
Gunter shook his head at Zion's apologies, as they were finally left alone once more. "Necessary it is not, to apologize for giving attention to your duties, Master Zion." He grumbled pleasantly, turning to the ledge by the window and hoisting himself on top of it. Gunter sat with his stout legs crossed before him, looking outside the viewport over Honoghr's forests before returning his attention to the Jedi Master.
"Take good care of myself, I am readily capable. New students, your attention they need, more so than I." Gunter's lips parted in a pleasant smile, revealing small, sharp-pointed teeth. "Of course, questions I have, in the moment."
The green-skinned Jedi Master reached between his legs and gripped his clawed feet with his hands, rocking back and forth gently as he immersed himself in the currents of the Force. For several long moments, he remained silent, his eyes narrow slits, simply swaying forward and back, one with the energy field that provided him his strength and clarity. Eventually, he opened his eyes, turning them on Master Zion.
"Know if the Jedi Order will survive this war, we cannot. But fight it, we must. Where does our strength lay, Master Zion? In the council chambers of Coruscant? The armies of the splintered Republic? The greatest bastion of our power, the Jedi of Yavin Four were. And besieged they are, beaten into submission."
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Atton Kaelan
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Post by Atton Kaelan on Aug 30, 2013 7:15:39 GMT -8
"Right then."Atton nodded and left the room, ready to take on whatever challenges lay ahead. As he headed out the door, he turned to address Alykka."Care to show me to the classrooms?"
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Post by Way Too Many Characters on Aug 30, 2013 7:47:28 GMT -8
Alykka grins like Atton has just given her a million credits and a pony, “It’ll be mah pleasure!”
She almost steps around Atton to lead him out when she snaps her fingers and turns back, “Pardon mah manners! Master Morviael, and Master uh...Jedi.” Alykka bows lightly to each individual after saying their names or in Gunter’s case, title.
She turns back to Atton and beckons him with a finger, smiling mischievously, “All right, now, this way, sugah!”
She leaves the quarters and heads out.
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Post by Zion Morviael [RETIRED] on Aug 31, 2013 16:37:18 GMT -8
Zion walked over to the window and looked out it once again as Gunter hoisted himself up onto the ledge and sat on it. He turned his gaze down to Gunter as he proposed that they must fight this war against the Mandalorians, before questioning where the Jedi's strength lay. Personally, he doubted the Jedi Order had any real great strength in any of the places Gunter mentioned. If the Jedi's survival counted on it, they would need to find another ally. But that said, he was not sure what would give first, the Jedi Order or the Mandalorian Clans
=Zion Morviael=
This is not a war the Jedi can win alone, nor a war that we can contribute warriors to, anymore than what we have. But if the Jedi intend to win, then they will need to make an alliance with their most mortal enemies. Although the Sith are not the most agreeable kind, even they can recognize when their survival and the future of their kind is in danger. But a part of me has doubts that this war will go that far...
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Gunter Andril
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Post by Gunter Andril on Sept 2, 2013 9:07:36 GMT -8
Gunter snorted in derision as Master Zion mentioned the Jedi's common enemy with the Sith. "Nothing but evil, are the Sith, Master Zion." He muttered, shaking his head as memories of the Great Jedi Purge surged through his mind. Hundreds of years the Sith had waited, plotted and schemed. And for a hundred years still, the Jedi suffered the from the wounds wrought by Palpatine and his servants. Gunter looked up at Zion, his large eyes piercing slits. "Know, you do not, of the true nature of the Dark Side, if accept the Sith as allies, you would."
The small, green-skinned Jedi wriggled his hips as he adjusted his seat upon the viewport ledge. "Harsh were my words. Forgive me, Master Zion. Jaded I am, much evil have I seen. However, have an advantage, we do. The Mandalorian Clans will be forced to wage war against both our sides, Light and Dark. Split, they're forces will be. Weakened, this will make them." He reached forward and pushed himself up onto his clawed feet, still over a foot shorted than Zion. "Travel we must, speak with the Jedi Council, I must." Gunter affirmed, tapping a clawed toe against the stonework ledge. "Common defense, amongst ourselves we must have. Speak to your students here, and the Jedi of Honoghr, you must. Prepare them."
Gunter understood the authority that rang in his words, though he felt Zion would take no slight in it. He was anxious and seeking to begin preparations for what he knew was to be a long and arduous time for the Jedi. Every Jedi world was in danger under the looming threat of the Mandalorian war machine. They were skilled soldiers, more so than many Jedi, and born for war. Gunter felt it was his responsibility to bring word of the coming threat to the Jedi Councils that resided on many worlds. They must be prepared, or else they would suffer the same fate as Yavin 4...
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Post by Zion Morviael [RETIRED] on Sept 8, 2013 22:46:41 GMT -8
Zion held the Jedi's gaze as Gunter's eyes narrowed to slits and stated he knew nothing of the true nature of the Dark Side. If anything, Zion had had more dealings with what was called the Dark Side than most Jedi, a fact he was not particularly proud of, but it gave him a slight edge when strategizing against the Sith.
He returned his gaze out the window as Gunter spoke of traveling and needing to speak to the Jedi Council, a prospect he did not overly relish the thought of. He held no love for the Council, but Gunter seemed incessant on wanting to see them, so he would allow him to go see the Jedi, but he would not be joining Gunter. There was still far too much work to be done here on Honoghr
=Zion Morviael=
If you wish to go speak with the Council, then I give you leave to do so. However there is much work that I need to do here, so I will not be joining you. Take heed though Master Jedi, haste will be your enemy. Nor will I permit you to get the Honoghr Temple involved in any of this, too many have been committed to this cause already. I wish you a safe journey...
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Gunter Andril
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Post by Gunter Andril on Sept 13, 2013 23:45:01 GMT -8
The small, green-skinned Jedi Master pursed his thick lips, nodding his approval of Zion's devotion to his charges on Honghr. The man's words seemed tinged with bitterness and resentment as he spoke, his eyes turned to slits in response to Gunter's words. Gunter uttered a quiet "harumph" as he dropped from the stonework ledge onto the room's floor. He looked up at Master Zion, smiling kindly, his needle-sharp teeth showing just slightly, though not threateningly. "My words…presumptuous they were. Irked you, they have. Forgive me, for I am tired and deeply mired in dark thoughts of darker knowledge." Gunter slid his clawed hands into the sleeves of his robe, offering the other man a bow. "Most hospitable, you have been, and grateful I am. Wish you the best, I do." Gunter straightened, making his way to the room's entrance. He had arrived at the door, before he stopped and turned. "If ask of you a last favor, I might, Master Zion?" Gunter began. "A vessel, I have not. Something small, unimportant, might I take on my journey? And the name, I must have, of whom I should first attempt to make contact with." Gunter bowed once more, his ear-tips drooping slightly. "Long away, I have been, and unsure of where the Council itself does stand, I am."
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Post by Zion Morviael [RETIRED] on Sept 16, 2013 20:20:10 GMT -8
He turned towards Gunter as as the tridactyl like creature dropped to the floor and apologized, before bowing. A gesture which Zion returned before turning to follow Gunter as he made his way across the room and stopped at the door to ask for a ship. Zion tapped a couple commands on the computer before returning his attention to Gunter
=Zion Morviael=
There is an old Whitecloak fighter sitting in the hangar bay. I trust it will be more than adequate for your uses. To my knowledge I do not believe the Jedi have any single head, but my guess would be either Jedi Master Aerandir Calmcacil of the Felucian Conclave or Jedi Master Dav Man'Sell of the Jedi Praxeum of Yavin IV. To be honest I have no information on Dav's whereabouts, but Aerandir should be on Felucia.
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Post by Gunter Andril on Oct 4, 2013 9:32:19 GMT -8
Gunter bowed once more as Master Zion finished speaking. The man was gracious and giving, necessary traits in any leader of Jedi. The green-skinned Jedi looked up at Zion, "Appreciate this assistance, I do. Return your vessel in one piece, I will." Gunter's wrinkled lips cracked into a slight smile, as if both men would understand that the galaxy almost always found a way to dent an otherwise perfect space-faring vessel. The short Jedi turned and disappeared into the hallway outside Master Zion's quarters, making his way to the lift that would take him to the main hangar bay as he pondered his next course of action. He had taken the Kushiban, Asani, as a tentative student, though Gunter doubted Master Zion would feel comfortable allowing her to leave the Temple so soon. Gunter himself, of course, would not take issue with such a thing, student-master travels were essential to the raising of Jedi. However, Asani belonged to the Honoghr Jedi specifically, and Gunter himself was an outsider of sorts. His years of meditation had taught him much, but the gears of his friendships throughout the Order had corroded with time. His first move would be to attempt to explain to the Jedi Order the situation he foresaw, as best he could. Visions were tricky things, always vague, always dubious, always ambiguous. There was danger on the horizon, from the Mandalorian Empire, it seemed, though all Gunter knew of the war itself was that it had already reached Yavin 4.
That is where Gunter would begin. Yavin 4.
So little information there was, even from a Master of a Jedi Temple such as Zion, that Gunter doubted the rest of the Jedi Order was privy to much more. It did not appear as if anyone had returned from Yavin 4 with any information of value. Gunter decided that it would be his job to gather that information.
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Post by Zion Morviael [RETIRED] on Oct 4, 2013 23:40:52 GMT -8
Zion smiled, knowing somehow he'd possibly never see the whitecloak again, but if he did it would never be the same as when it left, not that he really knew what it was like as it was. With Gunter now gone and on his way to speak with the Jedi Order, Zion was now able to begin familiarizing himself with his new position as Master of the Honoghr Temple.
A lot of his initial work would be trying to more evenly balance out the classes, considering the amount of extra students they had, as well as getting some maintenance taken care of and getting more supplies for the temple. It would be a monumental task, but on top of that he also needed to meet with Obadiah and finish up the job he had assigned his friend. He took a seat and began accessing the files on the temple, figuring it was best he start by finding out how things worked here before changing them, meanwhile sending a message to Amber, requesting that she bring Obadiah up to the Masters Quarters as soon as possible
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2013 23:12:27 GMT -8
A few minuets later the elevator arrived to the top level and Amber lead the way out of the elevator and into the Masters Quarters ground floor, before leading the way over towards the desk where Zion was seated behind. She gave a quick nod to Zion as she presented Obadiah
=Amber Caird=
Obadiah Traevis, as you asked. Will that be all?
She really hoped she could stay, after all he had vaguely briefed her on the files he had needed Obadiah to decode, but he'd never given her any real specifics, perhaps because he had no real idea what was being encrypted himself. She would just have to wait to find out
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2013 23:22:19 GMT -8
Obadiah had followed Amber as best he could, most of the time using her as a bit of a support to keep pace with her as she lead the way through the temple and up to the Masters Quarters. He was amazed at the size and grandeur of the room he stepped out of the elevator into, it was far larger then he had thought it would be, if anything it was more like a council's chambers, then the quarters belonging to a single Jedi Master.
He then followed Amber over to the desk, stepping forward as Amber presented him, allowing him to get his first look at Zion in a couple years. He was quite astonished at how much his friend appeared to have aged in that time, but perhaps that was part of the strain he had suffered when he had lost the last of his family to Yahweh. He gave a quick bow to Zion out of respect before straightening up
=Obadiah Traevis=
It has been sometime... you look older...
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Post by Zion Morviael [RETIRED] on Oct 8, 2013 3:11:48 GMT -8
Zion was somewhat well through getting used to how the academy worked and how things were organized, when students attended classes and how one went about changing the timetables, when the elevator doors opened up. He lifted his head up from the computer screen and turned towards Amber and Obadiah as the pair exited the elevator and made their way over towards the desk.
Amber was as amazing and loyal as ever, something which if he was honest, pained him to see, but she would not listen to him say otherwise. Obadiah still wore the same clothes as always, his duel blade ready and waiting as it had been those couple years ago, the limp however was new for his friend. He turned to Amber as she asked if that was all=Zion Morviael=There is no reason for you to leave... He then got up from his chair and made his way around the desk as Obadiah stepped forward, remarking that it had been sometime since last they met and that he looked older. They were both fair comments, after all it had been about 2 years since they last met, back then Obadiah was working towards the peak of his companies power, reaching for fame and taking names. He had on the other hand, just been passing through when he learned of several Cinn Ion who had been conspiring against Obadiah, just as they had conspired against his father before him.
Back then his sisters and Dario had still been alive and he had looked a little younger, In fact Obadiah had refused to believe him when he said he was almost 300 years old, but then Obadiah had never really known about his true heritage until a couple days before hand, so he had been willing to overlook his friends disbelief. He stopped just in front of Obadiah, grinning at his old friend=Zion Morviael=You never used to limp... What happened? You try save some damsel in distress? or were they after what you were bringing to me? I mean, I hope you're alright?
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Post by Deleted on Oct 8, 2013 3:26:31 GMT -8
Obadiah returned Zion's smile as his friend questioned him over his limp, at least somethings about Zion hadn't changed in the last couple years. His hospitality as always was quite lacking when it came to friends though, especially considering he'd not even been offered a seat, despite the fact he was limping
=Obadiah Traevis=
I wish it was something as valiant as saving a damsel in distress. I was shot in the leg on the way over here, but Dr Mercotti says it's just a flesh wound, so I'll be fine. As for what my assailants wanted, I think they were members of the Cinn Ion, so they mostly wanted me dead, I think what I was bringing you would have been a neat little side present for them. Speaking of which I did manage to crack the code, Ancient Cheunh isn't easy to read, but thankfully there was enough of the code for my system to find the patterns and with your cipher, I got a system to decrypt it all. But before I get the data Chip from you, a seat would be marvelous, since I assume that was going to be your next question...
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Post by Zion Morviael [RETIRED] on Oct 8, 2013 3:58:13 GMT -8
Cinn Ion were not a good thing, especially if they had attacked him on the way over, it would mean there was some of them planetside. But they could deal with them later, for now he needed to deal with the Chip, which was his only link to Rebecca. He then smiled as Obadiah thanked him for a seat, a comment to which he let out a short laugh in reply to
=Zion Morviael=
ha, of course, where are my manners...
He then pushed a button on his desk and a couple seats rose up from the floor, their design reminiscent of those of the old Jedi Council from Coruscant. He then pulled out the Chip from one of his pockets and handed it to Obadiah, he then stepped back and motioned to Amber to take a seat as he waited for his friend to work his magic and manage to access the files.
He wasn't sure what he expected to happen, but he had a feeling his cipher would send an alert to Rebecca and she would contact him. He couldn't contact her directly, but he knew how to send her a message. After that, perhaps he would finally get the answers he wanted from her and find out exactly what had happened on Yashuvhu at the camp
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Post by Deleted on Oct 8, 2013 17:45:47 GMT -8
Amber nodded to Zion as he said she could stay, before letting out a soft chuckle as Zion raised a couple of seats, before she sat down on one to watch what was about to happen
She was quite happy that she was going to find out just exactly what it was that was stored on the Chip that Zion carried around. It also gave her a chance to study Obadiah's methods and see how he solved the problem, perhaps she might be able to get Zion to let Obadiah hang around, after all he seemed like an asset the Temple could do with, even for just a short period of time
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