Outer Rim Territories.
Veiere Arenais stood at the front of the Bridge, staring out into the abyss, his concentration elsewhere completely as his thoughts ran home to his Wife and his Family. Lady Kay had not heard from him in some time and it was curious that she herself had not tried to reach out; granted he had been venturing from world to world never truly in one place for too long, his only reliable sanctuary the hidden and isolated world of Rannon for which the Dark Jedi Temple resided upon and saw to the training and sanctuary of other Dark Jedi, those that would be hunted down like Sith and extinguished if the Jedi Order had their way. Regardless, it was coming time that Veiere move to check in on things back home on Commenor; and perhaps he would as soon as this next item of business was done and out of the way.
He had reached out to Brennan Cabrol and broken their silence in order to extend his reach across the Galaxy and seek to draw in upon the notice of others. It hadn't taken long before word had reached him of some wishing to join the ranks of the Dark Jedi Order, most were alike them, Force Practitioners seeking asylum from war and wishing to practice their dark arts within a place of security and hiding; this time however, Veiere was meeting with a small group of former Republic Soldiers, curious as that seemed. He too had fought within the Republic against the Sith Empire and the Mandalorian Clan's before it had finally lost control of Yutan and her surrounding worlds. Deneba, Kashyyyk and Mimban, the sights of cataclysm that he had been present upon, the first great battles he had taken up into following his leave of Exile...
Behind the figure draped in black, his gaze crossed his shoulder to glance back to the crew upon the bridge, all of them working diligently to prepare the Praetor IV for guests before moving to jump to hyperspace and their return trip home. Awaiting these troopers, Veiere remained stoic, his mind roaming the possible encounters that he might find in his wish to see his family once again. By now the incident on Deneba had become wide-spread, the Systems Alliance well aware that they had suffered an attack to one of their worlds. Veiere's frustration palpable in the fact that some of the Jedi had survived and been allowed to escape. The Objective had been won however, the Galaxy knew that the Systems Alliance had been victimized and weren't to look upon in fault for any of the further actions that Veiere would take against others in the days to come. A play upon the diseased game of politics, a necessary evil to act upon in order to protect Commenor from the guilt of his actions ahead of time.
Edited by Veiere Arenais, 09 February 2018 - 04:41 AM.