LOCATION: Shadow Temple | OBJECTIVE: In the middle of a spiritual quest | POST #: 1
TAG (ALLIES) :
Jenara Starborn
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Matsu Ike
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Jedi Master Caltin Vanagor sat and meditated. He did not know where this would take him, but all he could think about was the time at the edge of the Shrine on Voss, the air thick with the weight of history and expectation. The trials before him mirrored the burdens he carried: regrets, fears, and the ghosts of past decisions. He had fought countless battles, both physical and mental, yet none felt as daunting as the journey within. This quest was personal, a chance to confront the shadows that lingered in his heart.
The shrine loomed ahead but seemed to morph into something different, its ancient stones whispering secrets of those who had come before but this was not like the shrine on Voss. The colors were almost… negative… the shadows… the contrast… it was… odd. Caltin had faced many enemies, but the most formidable were the memories that haunted him. They played in his mind like a broken holoprojector, each flickering image a reminder of choices he wished he could change. He recalled a time when he had lost his way, straying from the Jedi path. The thought tightened his chest. Could he really face what he had done?
As he stepped into the shrine, darkness enveloped him. The air thickened, pressing against his skin. He moved deeper, guided by an unseen force. Each step resonated with the pain of his past. He saw visions—his failures, his losses, the friends who had fallen. It was overwhelming. He could almost hear their voices, urging him to remember. The past was not just a shadow; it was a storm, and he was caught in its eye.
He had trained for years to reach this moment—the Trials awaited him. Yet, he felt a storm brewing inside, if this was not like the Shrine of Healing, would these be the trials he had faced?
The trials were not just tests of skill; they were a confrontation with his past, but a test of respect. Memories of battles fought and lost haunted him. His mind drifted back to the Jedi who had fallen beside him, their faces etched in his memory. Each one a reminder of what he had failed to protect. He clenched his fists. If he was to face the trials, he would have to confront those demons.
Caltin paused, searching for clarity. He focused on the present. The Force flowed around him, a calming presence. He understood now that the trials were not about punishment. They were about acceptance. To forgive himself, he needed to face the truth of his actions. He took a deep breath, the air filling his lungs with resolve. He was a Jedi, a guardian of peace. But first, he needed peace within himself.
The visions returned, but this time they felt different. He saw his students, their faces bright with hope. He remembered their laughter, their determination. They had looked up to him, trusted him. He realized that his past struggles could serve a purpose. They were lessons, not just scars. With each recollection, he felt the weight lift. He could use his experiences to guide others, to help them avoid the pitfalls he had encountered.
The second trial awaited him—a test of discipline. Caltin found himself in a serene garden. It was a stark contrast to the chaos he had just faced. Here, he was surrounded by the spirits of those he had lost. They spoke to him, but their words were muddled. It was hard to hear their messages over the noise of guilt. “You failed us,” one voice whispered. “You should have been there.”
He felt the anger rise within him. But he couldn’t let it take hold. Caltin closed his eyes. He needed clarity. He thought of each fallen friend, recalling their strength and courage. They had each made choices. Choices that had led them to their fates. He spoke softly, “I’m sorry.” The spirits began to nod, their faces softening. “I will honor you. I will protect the future.” With that, the garden began to fade, leaving him feeling lighter, and thus ended his trial of Commitment.
Caltin emerged from the trials, breathing deeply. He had faced his past. He understood now that failure was part of growth. It did not define him. The real test was not how many battles he had won, but how he had learned to stand again. In the middle of the sparring arena, the sun broke through the clouds. It warmed his face, reminding him of hope.
As he walked away, he knew he would carry the lessons with him. The trials had changed him. Caltin Vanagor was not just a Jedi Master. He was a guardian of the light, shaped by his struggles. And with each step forward, he felt stronger. The future awaited, and he was ready to face it.
Emerging from the arena, Caltin felt changed. The internal conflict that had once threatened to consume him began to fade. He had faced his past and emerged stronger. The trials had tested him, but they also offered clarity. He understood that growth comes from acknowledgment, not avoidance. As he stepped back into the light, a renewed sense of purpose filled him. The path ahead was still uncertain, but he was ready to walk it. After all, a true Jedi does not fear the darkness; they learn from it.
This is something that can, and must be taught to all who wish to experience it. The challenge is, how?
A matter for another time as
Jenara Starborn
was on the flightline waiting to receive Master
Matsu Ike
.
As Caltin stepped inside, he was met with silence. The darkness of the Shrine enveloped him. Shadows flickered along the walls, whispering secrets and regrets. He knew he had to push forward. The first trial was a test of strength. He faced a series of illusions—visions of his past failures. Friends who had trusted him, only to be betrayed by circumstances beyond his control. Each image struck him like a blow. He fought back, swinging his lightsaber at the apparitions. But they only laughed, taunting him.
“Face me!” he shouted, the sound echoing in the vast chamber. He felt the weight of their judgment. It pressed down on him, making him hesitate. He took a deep breath. He remembered why he became a Jedi. It was not to be perfect but to protect those who could not protect themselves. With renewed focus, he cut through the illusions. They faded, but not without leaving their mark.
The second trial awaited him—a test of wisdom. Caltin found himself in a serene garden. It was a stark contrast to the chaos he had just faced. Here, he was surrounded by the spirits of those he had lost. They spoke to him, but their words were muddled. It was hard to hear their messages over the noise of guilt. “You failed us,” one voice whispered. “You should have been there.”
He felt the anger rise within him. But he couldn’t let it take hold. Caltin closed his eyes. He needed clarity. He thought of each fallen friend, recalling their strength and courage. They had each made choices. Choices that had led them to their fates. He spoke softly, “I’m sorry.” The spirits began to nod, their faces softening. “I will honor you. I will protect the future.” With that, the garden began to fade, leaving him feeling lighter.
Caltin emerged from the trials, breathing deeply. He had faced his past. He understood now that failure was part of growth. It did not define him. The real test was not how many battles he had won, but how he had learned to stand again. Outside the Shrine, the sun broke through the clouds. It warmed his face, reminding him of hope.
As he walked away, he knew he would carry the lessons with him. The trials had changed him. Caltin Vanagor was not just a Jedi Master. He was a guardian of the light, shaped by his struggles. And with each step forward, he felt stronger. The future awaited, and he was ready to face it.
Emerging from the arena, Caltin felt changed. The internal conflict that had once threatened to consume him began to fade. He had faced his past and emerged stronger. The trials had tested him, but they also offered clarity. He understood that growth comes from acknowledgment, not avoidance. As he stepped back into the light, a renewed sense of purpose filled him. The path ahead was still uncertain, but he was ready to walk it. After all, a true Jedi does not fear the darkness; they learn from it.
This is something that can, and must be taught to all who wish to experience it. The challenge is, how?
A matter for another time as
Jenara Starborn
was on the flightline waiting to receive Master
Matsu Ike
.