Faith is the heroism of the intellect.
REDEMPTION IS NEVER OUT OF REACH...
Location: Ach-To
Comm-link, Rebreather, Custom Robes
Companion: Astromech R01R - "Roller", Pilot droid Mu51c - "Music"
Damn thing.After eight hundred years on ice, a lightsaber lasting this long without issues is surprising. It’s actually quite impressive, but he needed an upgrade on Conservator his long-handle lightsaber. The weapon was as recognizable as he was in his time, but now it is showing its age. The big guy was going to go about it himself, but a few of the Silvers suggested he head out to Ach-To. The ancient Jedi planet that was home to the old library, alot of pogs, and some disgusting green milk. Yes, he knew where it came from, yes he knew how it worked, but it was still disgusting.
Dropping out of hyperspace into the system and eventually the atmosphere, the massive Jedi Master let “Music” do the flying as he sat back in his seat. Caltin wasn’t normally a fan of huge water planets, just too much water, not enough topography. The Temple was coming into view, its age was evident, but it wasn’t dilapidated, the buildings really held up well over the time it had been in existence.
“EXCLAMATION: We are cleared for landing in bay 16.”
Thanks “Music.”
Getting up and going for his gear, but realizing he wouldn’t need anything out of the ordinary, he was in a Jedi Temple, Caltin lowered and loading ramp and stepped off as “The Starlight Sentinel” set down. Normally he would bring Desbre and Milya on a trip like this, but it was business, and no time for teaching… next time.
Walking out of the landing bay, the big guy asked for and received directions to where he wanted to go. That was the main room occupied by the woman he was referred to. Waiting until she turned her attention toward him (he did not wish to interrupt what she might have been doing), he offered her a respectful bow.
Master Matsu. Greetings. I was referred to you for your expertise in the construction of a lightsaber.
...YOU JUST HAVE TO REACH FOR IT.