A brilliant fire

902 ABY | Jedi Council

Outfit: Jedi Jumpsuit
Weapons: Lightsabers
The Council Chambers were currently silent. Outside, the ever-busy heart of Coruscant hummed with life, but within these walls, the only sounds were the faint rustle of robes and the occasional shift of a chair. The air was heavy — not just with the weight of the war, but with the decisions that had to be made. Valery sat in her designated seat, the chair offering little comfort as her gaze swept across those gathered. Some had arrived early, already settled with hands folded, their expressions unreadable. Others had only just entered.
For all their differences in age, experience, and philosophy, one thing bound them together: the Jedi Order stood at a crossroads. And it was up to them to choose the right path forward. Valery exhaled slowly, then spoke, her voice steady but firm, "Thank you all for gathering." Her gaze flicked across the room, pausing on each member in turn. "We have much to discuss, and not a moment to waste."
She leaned forward slightly, elbows resting on the arms of her chair.
"The war has shifted. The battle of Woostri was a heavy loss. The Sith Order grows bolder, their movements more calculated. We need to understand why. We need to decide how to counter them." A pause. Then she continued, her tone sharper now, more deliberate. "The Hapan crisis has only just reached a new phase, one hopefully more peaceful. But their world is still somewhat divided."
Her fingers curled slightly against the armrests as she drew in another breath.
"And then, there is the Core. The Dark Empire is weakening, its grip slipping under constant pressure. That should be good news — but instability breeds danger. If they collapse or are forced to retreat, who knows what chaos they will cause on their way out." Valery let that hang in the air for a moment before her gaze settled back on the Council as a whole.
"We cannot sit idle. We must act, and we must do so with wisdom. We need a strategy—one that doesn't just react to the chaos, but shapes the future we hope to see."
Her fiery eyes locked onto the group. "So let's begin." Her gaze turned to Amani, "Perhaps, by discussing the Hapan Crisis."