Soliath Devin Talith
Family Man
Sammael stood within the halls of the Senate. The yelling and clamor of the senators within seemed to shroud the massive hall in nothing but deliriousness and idle chit chat. The Senator from Byss listened to it all, taking in the grandeur of the arguments and the stupidity at the same time. He watched them all, and then finally he raised his hand and placed the other on the pod controls. The pod moved forward and launched him out into the chamber of the senate.
The others began to peer at him as his pod floated out into the center of the senate chamber. Total silence ran through the once bustling room as Sammael floated through the chamber. The Senator from Byss held a presence, even without the force the other Senators seemed to respect him even though he had only been here a short time. Finally the pod centralized itself within the chamber, and everyone quieted down waiting for Sammael to speak.
“My Fellow Senators, Chancellor, Vice Chancellor.” His voice boomed out across the Senate Chamber, projected by loud speakers everywhere “There is a problem within our Republic, it is not one born of our Enemies. It does not come from the Sith, it does not come from the Mandalorians or the rogue nation states that plague the galaxy, it comes from something within our own ranks. I speak of the Jedi of course.”
“Our Protectors. Our Guardians.” He said the words with heavy sarcasm making his dislike more than clear. Sammael was about to launch into a rant about the Jedi. “The Jedi are supposed to be our protectors, our last line of defense against the evil that is the Sith. They are supposed to be the bulwark against the Empire that now stands so tall...”
Sammael paused for a few seconds, he let the thought sink in that apparently the Jedi weren't what they appeared to be. The Senator from Byss spoke like the snake in a tree, his words etching into the minds of his fellow Senators and and Representative. He convinced them, slowly.
“...And yet they're not.” Sammael said it with despair in his voice instead of anger or hatred. “The Jedi, who are supposed to be our protectors, our shields against the Empire, instead aid them. Padawans, Knights, and even Masters fall to what they refer to as the darkside of the force. I don't pretend to understand their ways, but if the Jedi cannot even control their own....then how can they be our shield?”
Again he paused, he let it hang in the air allowing his question to drive into the minds of the Senators. “What I propose is simple, a way for us to strengthen our shield. A way for us to take the cracks out of our wall.”
“To prevent the Jedi from turning against us, to prevent their ranks from faltering I propose that the Jedi Order turn over their records to us. Every Jedi will become registered with the government, each of their kind that can touch and use the force will be required register to us. This will be a preventative measure, a way to keep them from turning away from us. A way to keep our shield in tact.”
The others began to peer at him as his pod floated out into the center of the senate chamber. Total silence ran through the once bustling room as Sammael floated through the chamber. The Senator from Byss held a presence, even without the force the other Senators seemed to respect him even though he had only been here a short time. Finally the pod centralized itself within the chamber, and everyone quieted down waiting for Sammael to speak.
“My Fellow Senators, Chancellor, Vice Chancellor.” His voice boomed out across the Senate Chamber, projected by loud speakers everywhere “There is a problem within our Republic, it is not one born of our Enemies. It does not come from the Sith, it does not come from the Mandalorians or the rogue nation states that plague the galaxy, it comes from something within our own ranks. I speak of the Jedi of course.”
“Our Protectors. Our Guardians.” He said the words with heavy sarcasm making his dislike more than clear. Sammael was about to launch into a rant about the Jedi. “The Jedi are supposed to be our protectors, our last line of defense against the evil that is the Sith. They are supposed to be the bulwark against the Empire that now stands so tall...”
Sammael paused for a few seconds, he let the thought sink in that apparently the Jedi weren't what they appeared to be. The Senator from Byss spoke like the snake in a tree, his words etching into the minds of his fellow Senators and and Representative. He convinced them, slowly.
“...And yet they're not.” Sammael said it with despair in his voice instead of anger or hatred. “The Jedi, who are supposed to be our protectors, our shields against the Empire, instead aid them. Padawans, Knights, and even Masters fall to what they refer to as the darkside of the force. I don't pretend to understand their ways, but if the Jedi cannot even control their own....then how can they be our shield?”
Again he paused, he let it hang in the air allowing his question to drive into the minds of the Senators. “What I propose is simple, a way for us to strengthen our shield. A way for us to take the cracks out of our wall.”
“To prevent the Jedi from turning against us, to prevent their ranks from faltering I propose that the Jedi Order turn over their records to us. Every Jedi will become registered with the government, each of their kind that can touch and use the force will be required register to us. This will be a preventative measure, a way to keep them from turning away from us. A way to keep our shield in tact.”