Two weeks had passed since Yurb had been massacred by the Invasion of the Bryn'adul, and in the time since life on Commenor had felt much heavier on the heart for all that Caedyn Arenais had seen and experienced during the horrific ordeal with his Padawan, Kyra Perl having fought alongside him. From the outside perspective, the Jedi were known to be warriors of the light, vigils against tyrants and oppressors looking to bring harm upon the Galaxy...-Yet for those who lived the life and walked the Jedi Path, nothing of what they did for the sake of others was easy and in every day came new challenges and consequences for even the smallest mistakes where their work in the field was concerned.
Today however was a day that Caedyn had taken on leave, a much needed mental health day for the sake of wanting to pretend that he had the pleasure of civilian life and being able to spend some time without feeling the weight of worlds falling upon his shoulders. The notion was all well and good in his head, as much of a farce dream as it was; Caedyn couldn't so easily just dismiss the responsibilities and obligations that came with his duty to the Order of the Silver Jedi, to the Force and to Galactic Society. Still, he had left his Padawan to the care and safety of the Silver Academy while he in turn wandered the streets of Chasin City trying to remember what the Capital felt and looked like back when he was growing up and his parents were still the leading Monarchy over the Systems Alliance.
Commenor was his Homeworld by birth, brought into the Galaxy only seconds before his Twin Sister Loreena Arenais-Valhoun . Their Parents Kay and Veiere Arenais had established the Commenor Systems Alliance as King and Queen, Veiere having been an experienced and easily recognized Jedi Master while Kay had been a former Senator within the Galactic Republic and a well known Political Figure in the Galaxy who back then helped to pave the way for democracy and peace alongside her Husband. Together, they had been an easily admired team whom walked with integrity wherever they could best manage it. Today however, Chasin City looked like a very different place. Still his Home and always holding a place in his heart, yet his Family was here no longer and their father had since fallen at the hands of Darth Prazutis during the battle of Bimmisaari.
As the Jedi Knight wandered down into the market district, he slowed to a reluctant halt and took a moment to recall upon the day that the Sith Empire had invaded. The first time he had been forced to take a life in order to protect himself and Asaraa Vaashe as they fled for an escape before the Emperor could successfully occupy the small Trade World...