Location: Juran Mountains, The Light of Ashla
Allies: The people of Alderaan and their friends
Enemies: The Sith remaining at the temple
Objective: Defend what is left of the temple
Interacting with: Cambria Zadira , anyone is welcome to join
Like a soft wind that blows gentle change, Gar’ith could feel it. The presence of light and darkness was waning.
Gari’th did not flitch from the motion of the shifting environment. Intertwined with the Force he could sense the flow of combat around him. It was not an attack directed at him nor was the pillar directed at him.
He could not help but smile hearing the telepathic words. Being a polite and cordial he did return the conversation in kind. “I do welcome your presence my friend”, his words sent via telepathy and with empathy through the Force. Gar’ith appreciated that she had brought aid to the Alderaan Jedi, his friends that now fought for their lives in this very temple.
During this new shift in the flow, Gar’ith’s feet shifted. There was only two Sith now and they shifted their feet to match what they believed the flow of combat would take. With Gar’ith’s back now next to Cambria the stage was now set. There was now balance, from a curtain point of view. It was from a mathematical perspective.
“I will feast upon your bones”, was the Sith Master’s words as he leaped into the air angling his saber in a downwards arc towards Gar’ith’s head. The Sith was filled by anger. In this fit it left him blinded by his rage. Gar’ith stance was well positioned for defense. He could have easily killed the Sith right now. Gar’ith was no killer.
It started; he moved the tip of the azure blade upwards. It went from pointing at the ground parallel in front of him, then into a semi half circular pattern that met the crimson blade. As he parried the crimson blade he took his off hand from his own saber. As he pushed the enemy’s blade away with his main hand, which held the saber…he centered himself within the Force.
Drawing from the clarity of purpose, he began to shape the Force around him.
From his offhand, telekinetic energy flew from his finger tips. It hit the Sith Master squarely upon the center torso region. Off balance the Sith had no defense. It flung the Sith through the air and into another standing pillar within the cathedral.
Dust and debris flew about from the initial impact of the Sith hitting the pillar. Momentarily stunned the Sith slummed to the floor.
With caution Gar’ith began to walk forward. He had full faith his new friend would take care of the other Sith.
“Let go of your anger”, Gar’ith pleaded the Sith he confronted. “I know where it will take you. I’ve been to the Netherworld. I lived there for years without knowing a way home to my family. You will not like the path of darkness will take you in the next world. Please for the sake of your very soul let go of your pain!”
Edited by Garith Organa, 15 April 2018 - 12:14 PM.