Faction Far off Shores (Aaris III, Jedi Intro Thread)

[Solomon Jusik]

Strange sign echoed through the stars. Cold winds pushing across the great void, pushing ripples along the shoreline beyond the great stone monuments. The monuments themselves resembled a race of reptillians that must have once owned the world. Their ruins were found scattered as far as the tribe had explored. The edges of reality as far as most were concerned. Solomon felt a chill through his thick hide clothing. Reflected in the blinding moonlight that reflected off the waters was a shape, with terrible power. Barreling through the great cosmic gap. A smell like burning hair that the Shaman couldn't quite place. Something landing hard in the sand, like a great palm smashing onto the beach. His breath left him as the lights and smells did, leaving a strange mix of emotions stirring within him. What was that?
Visitors?

He pulled himself from his position atop the temple and collected his thoughts before beginning the trek back to his home. Solomon lived with his wife and children, their parents, and both their pairs of elders in a large section of an aged building. Great stones and lizards carved onto the walls surrounded them. The dwelling was what the chief had deemed fit for a Shaman. Solomon had gratefully accepted, studying the puzzles left by those before and pondering the Way. The home was comfortable by his tribe's standards and his family shared in their views, appreciating the abode for what it was.

When he entered none of them woke up, and he looked upon his family fondly and laid next to his sleeping wife as he pondered the vision further. No one had seen anything like that in his lifetime.

Who was coming? What did they want?

And why did Solomon feel so damned happy about it?

He glanced at his children once more before drifting off to sleep, a smile on his face.

Something told him, warmly and calmly, everything was going to be alright.

 

[Jasper Kai'el]

Aaris III
Tags: Solomon Jusik

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Jasper was quite far from Alliance space. This was for good reason. As a member of the New Jedi Order's council, he had been meaning to begin to make connections in the Rimward Trade League's order of Jedi in hopes of expanding the relief operations of the Shield Core. Instead he simply found himself wandering, visiting the beautiful worlds of the Outer Rim. Valery Noble had told him he needed to take some time for travel. Maybe she was right.

Aagis III was next on this list, a jungle world covered in ruins from an age long passed. Strangely, he noted something when he came into the planet's atmosphere. It was a settlement from the looks of it, based around a temple of some kind. Perhaps it was time he met some new faces as well.

There was something else as well. A strange pull in the force. Was it a sign that his mediocre connection was improving? It was hard to say. Perhaps there was something important about this planet that made it significant in the force. It didn't matter much. Before long, Jasper had landed his freighter and opened the lift door to step off, turning to his BB unit.

"Watch the Lonestar 1, Blip," he stated. "I'm going for a walk."

And Jasper did just that, setting off towards the general direction of the settlement he had seen, but taking his time. The war was over, after all. He needed to enjoy the sights while he could.

 

[Solomon Jusik]

Almost as quickly as Solomon had fallen asleep, himself and the entire rest of the tribe were awoken to the sounds of unholy screaming. He grabbed his wife's arm and told her to be safe before launching out of his tent. On insinct he grabbed his spear and with the other men, went to confront the source of the noise. The quickness of the action left little time for thought, the force designated to stay back and guard the camp did, with the rest subconciously lagging just behind the Shaman's pace. Whatever the noise was, they felt he might have a better chance of confronting it.

The noise seemed to decrease as the group approached and Solomon gave a signal for the group to stay. They approached silently and a large mouth opened in the side of the sizable beast that plopped down on the sand. His vision still fresh in his mind, Solomon moved towards the strange vessel and saw what appeared to be a man exiting, though one with strange clothes and an odd manner. A singular visitor from beyond the vast gap above. Solomon cautiously approached the stranger, spear still in hand. The lessons of kindness had been taught to his people many years before he had been born, when slavers had shown up and stolen some of his kin. This would not happen again.

Solomon grunted his tribe's equivalent of a galactic basic greeting, broken as it was to Jasper Kai'el as he moved towards their Samo.

 

[Jasper Kai'el]

Aaris III
Tags: Solomon Jusik

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It wasn't long before Jasper was face to face with one of the locals, a younger grizzled man who held a spear defensively, but clearly not senseless aggression. Others seemed to be just behind him. It was clear that they were weary of outsiders, which was not a surprise given their proximity to the Sith. The Knight didn't panic, of course. He offered a simple bow, returning the broken greeting that the man had given before turning to take in the sights for a moment. Lush, vibrant jungle, and not the freaky hostile kind, and the fresh scent of the nearby ocean thick in the wafting midnight wind. It was rather beautiful, a sight for sore eyes so constantly battered by sprawling cityscapes.

But he still had to make peace with the locals. Perhaps there was some reason that he had been drawn here, something that they could teach him. There was really only one way to show that he meant no harm.

Force Light began to spill out from his body like a river, filling the surrounding area with a radiant light. It was a warm feeling, one that Jasper found to be reassuring, the closest he could get to soothing anyone in the Force at any given time. Perhaps the locals would recognize such a power, or at least be less weary of his intentions. After all, his light was as clear as day.

With a gentle smile, Jasper extended his organic hand in greeting to the young man standing before him.