Progflaw99
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Mid Rim \\ Maldrood Sector \\ Centares
Wildlands \\ Ancient Ruins \\ Base Camp
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Mathias had always been an early riser. From the time he was a toddler up until his school age years the Jedi Knight had woken up at times to rival the very sun. Today was no different. Before the sun had even peeked up over the edge of the bluffs surrounding the ruins they found themselves encamped in, he'd already been on a short morning jaunt, communing with the abundance of wildlife around them. It was peaceful, the night sounds of the insects and nocturnal animals waning, turning into the vibrant songs of birds and the rustle of the underbrush as the squirrel's day of gathering begun. As his footsteps brought him closer towards the small ring of tents and accompanying equipment cases he paused, eyes catching on the faintest shimmer of dawn beneath the ankle high foliage beneath his feet. Mathias took a knee, an outstretched hand collecting the errant sparkle. A stone, iridescent in the sun's first rays edging up into the sky. The Jedi Knight turned it over in his fingers, holding it up and examining it closer. An almost perfect oval, quartz most likely, but with a hint of polish and the proper set piece it could one day be a beautiful adornment. He chuckled to himself, pocketing the stone. At present the rock was a clouded white, clear splotches across its surface but with a little bit of attention it would become something far greater - not unlike the Jedi he now oversaw, not unlike how he viewed himself.
Picking himself back up, he stepped to. No doubt others would have awoken by now, if not due to the bright rays of the sun beginning to descend upon them, due to the smell of freshly prepared breakfast. Bread, cheese, and a healthy collection of fire cooked vegetables would awake those who yet sheltered themselves within the realm of sleep - meat had been foregone. It wasn't that they weren't allowed, though it was something that many Jedi found unsettling after feeling the life force of the animals and creatures around them. Here they would abide by Mathias' palate, it was slated to be a short trip anyway, an adventure into the ruins of what was once a Jedi temple many hundreds of years ago. Their intent? To reoccupy those ruins, to build themselves a humble order in a humble place away from the bustle of civilization and conveniently out of the hair of the Trade Council's politicians.
Pushing the realities of their Trade Council Order to the back of his mind, he focused on the present.
"Get up! Time to wake up, we won't get anywhere if you sleep through breakfast!"
Mathias stalked the tents, tapping against the fabric at several of the most reluctant to rise. They had work to do and Mathias was not one to coddle the young volunteers and Jedi hopefulls who'd signed up for the expedition. [member="Mirax Eygan"] | [member="Jerek Morrows"] | [member="Arcanus Sunstrider"] | [member="Lara Fairfax"] | [member="Kirie Ito"]