L O S T
The Seat of House Dune, Empress Teta
To see him alive and in the flesh, after his ramshackled ship landed within a hangar accessible only to those with specific codes, had sent his family into unprecedented heights.
Once the initial shock had worn off, and the celebrations came to a close, the boy was expected to give a full report on The Atale's journey and eventual crash. It was safe to say that the Guildmasters of the Hyperspace Navigator's Guild were unhappy to hear of all the twists and turns in what ought to have been a very straight forward venture, and some choice words were said about their late benefactor. Of the crash itself however, Eliphas knew little. His memories had still not returned beyond meeting sweet Yara in the mess hall.
When finally alone with his parents once more, he divulged a little more of his adventures after which. Of the smugglers and the ship, and very loosely of the spirit named Kal though he felt the details of that meeting might have given them a fright. He explained only of the discovery of his sensitivity, and not the nature of the other boy, much to his parents surprise. A Force Sensitive child of their own? They had never presumed to have such in their bloodline, else they might have gotten each child tested in their youth. It was an honour to be sure, one they could not overlook.
And so they had done what any Jedi loving noble in Galactic Alliance space would, they sent for a Jedi Representative to make certain of their son's claims and also test their other two children. Should it be so, then Eliphas Dune would be expected to join the Order if the Jedi gave their blessing for such. It was the only natural progression in the eyes of Oskar Dune. They would do their part for the Galaxy, even if it meant sending away a son.
When the day came that the Jedi would arrive, Oskar Dune and his family positioned themselves outside where an open aired hangar meant specifically for esteemed guests was located. The grounds of their great ancestral home were vast and well manicured, with a multitude of buildings which made it seem like a citystate of its own. Before his adventures out in the Galaxy at large, he'd never realized just how vast it was, just how lucky he was to have been raised in such a home, but now Eliphas knew better. He was fortunate, even if he was preparing to leave his luxuries behind...
By his side was his mother Ruthe, who stood tall alongside her husband. Next to Oskar was his eldest son, Danithel, a proud man of 21 years, and beside him young Annalis two years Eliphas' junior. She seemed much more nervous than her brothers, half hidden behind Dani's arm as they waited on the arrival of a Jedi starship.