Changing of the Mantle. (Crystal Hunt)

[Alexandra Feanor]

Temple of the Grey​

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Alexandra tapped her foot as she waited for the arrival of [member="Jericho"], a contact she had picked out of her records who she had not fully met before but had drifting in them for some reason. She decided now was as good a time as any as she wanted to find a certain Crystal so that she could place it in her newer sabers and have something that was a bit more interesting and useful. Not that her old pair were not but they were still aging and she would need to move on sooner or later.​

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That was why she had decided to find two crystals and the materials required to do so. But that was simpler said than done, as she would need to track down the last location of the Crystal. Granted she had a pretty good lead, being in a tomb of a Jedi that had long since died. But she wasn't too sure if the rumors were true, or what might have taken up residence inside those ruins in the time that Alexandra's own life time has come to pass. It was like going in blind and hoping to come out with your sight as good as new.​

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That was why this man was supposed to be as good as she had read, granted, she wouldn't be too sure until he arrived at the small airfields. All while she waited though, her hand would go about combing through the hair of her tail, having taken up the habit when there was nothing more to do in the moment.​

 

[Jericho]

The warrior had gottened an unexpected called by a ghost of his pasts, it had been years if not decades since he had seen one of his one healing masters. Jericho thought to himslf for a moment and wondered just how long it had been he was in his forties and he met her when he was in his...Teens? She may get a surprise when she would see that he had not changed from when they had last met, aside from growing close to a foot taller and gaining over a hundred pounds of muscle from his intensive training and super soldier serum, but then again that's if the master would even care about his apparenance. When she had asked him for assistance he felt obligated to lend her his help since she gave her time to help him learn the ways of healing. After finishing his duties as the grandmaster of the Lotus and council member of the Silver he made way to the coorinates to her temple also referred as the temple of the Grey. Clad in his heavy around and armed his with his four sabers, all clipped to the belt around his waist he moved to the woman towering over her. The warrior humbly bowed his head to her showing his respect after his gesture he spoke out. "Lady Feanor."

[member="Alexandra Feanor"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Jericho"]

Alexandra looked up from where she was sitting as the man stood over her, dust and dirt having found their way onto her shoulders and robes thanks to the landing of his ship. Such a thing was innevitable but she did sigh none the less as her hand moved to apply gentle pushes through the force to clean her person of the specks of dust and dirt.

Two things would be instantly noticeable about the former thirty six year old Echani master, the first being that she looked almost half her former age, staring at the man like she had not changed a fraction since the first day Jericho had seen her. Of course she was changing her hair color to have it appear the silver color it used to be and there was minor manipulations so that her facial structure resemebled that of what it had long ago. But in general she looked exactly like she had the first time that Jericho had met her. This came with the second feature that made it abundantly clear, she was nno longer Echani, much less human at this point.

Her tail twitched in her hands, small changes in its position as she brushed through the hair with her hands, its ebony color a stark contrast to her old title of "The Lady in Silver." It seemed to be about four feet in length if measured out and right now simply rested there while she finally finished cleaning her robes of the particles that had assaulted them.

"Now, Jericho. I know that ive gone over this with you in the last decade and a half... Im Alexandra, not Lady Feanor. Even call me Alex if you so prefer but the point is that i am not interested in hearing titles thrown around. Im only the Order of the Grey's historian, nothing special there." Granted the 'Historian' had essentially the same role as a Jedi order's grandmaster in that it was a tie breaker in votes made by the Order's council as well as de facto leader of the Order itself. But the point remained that she treasured her place as a historian and teacher, nothing more.