Tides of Change
Location: Cathar
The first of many stops for Elias was none other than Cathar, the homeworld of his friend and fellow Council member, Jonyna Si . The last time he'd come to Cathar was a bit of a ruse; he helped accomplish an important task from his to-do list of Quartermaster duties in the form of discussing the next generation of Jedi armor for the NJO, but he also accomplished something he would privately argue to be of greater import: collecting a lovely gift for Efret Farr , which he had yet to find the proper time to offer.
"You'll know when it's right," Elias could hear his father say. The patriarch of the Edo family was wise in that aspect. He always seemed to know when the timing was right for anything from gift giving to reading the winds for signs from the future. Thinking of Efret brought a warm smile to Elias' lips, but he did have a mission here today. He tucked the mental image of her soft features into the back of his mind and focused instead on the dossier he'd been given on the Cathar enclave.
Luckily, his first stop on the circuit was a run of the mill armory check. Jonyna no doubt had things under control here. It would be quite surprising for him to find the Cathari Jedi lacking in anything substantial. Considering the savannah world's position in Neo-Mandalorian space, the worst Elias expected to find was hyperlane supply issues. Establishing open supply lines to enclaves behind the curtain of hostile factions was difficult, but not impossible. Elias had plenty of connections in the League of Autonomous Worlds. Pal Veda and Jacen Terrik came to mind. The Alliance tended not to trust smugglers very often, but Elias knew how to pick them, and from where.
He stepped down the Calypso's boarding ramp, already pulling a small skiff with supplies behind him with his free arm. They were customary supplies that ranged from standard MREs and Jedi fatigues, to more specialized yet still completely typical materials - namely, replacement parts for lightsabers and plates of Kenobi-pattern armor.
The sunlight reflected warmly in his golden irises as he scanned the dock for his friend. When he found her, a bright smile washed over his face and he held a hand up to wave for her attention.
"Jonyna!" he called, then corrected, "Master Si! It's so good to see you again!" Elias was notorious for dropping formal titles with friends, but he was constantly reminding himself of its importance when in the presence of fellow Jedi. Especially Padawans, who seemed to take on his bolder habits more and more as the years go by. No need to increase the number of bratawans out there, he mused to himself.