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Pash Tafo Caedyn Arenais Dair Cotarin <inactive> Salazar Niminen Sor-Jan Xantha Yula Perl Khyra Tani <inactive> Audren Sykes Aiura Wryth Tevra Nezaine Kaia Starchaser
BACKROOM
LEAGUE TRADE STATION
SUSEFVI SYSTEM
The great difficulty of the Rimward Trade League, Alana had found, was its decentralization. There was no central Jedi temple like she had been used to, or started on Dremulae. Instead, the Pilgrims moved, connected by their pendants for Force-based communication, and the Light Hand were scattered to the stars, or on their monastery in Qi-Ko. It was excellent for what they tried to do, but Alana found it lacked the connectedness with each other that helped form a community. Pash Tafo Caedyn Arenais Dair Cotarin <inactive> Salazar Niminen Sor-Jan Xantha Yula Perl Khyra Tani <inactive> Audren Sykes Aiura Wryth Tevra Nezaine Kaia Starchaser
BACKROOM
LEAGUE TRADE STATION
SUSEFVI SYSTEM
So, she had made some holocalls, called some favors, and reserved a backroom of the cantina in the trade station in orbit above Susefvi. Word had gone out and she had invited any of those who considered themselves part of the Circle of Light. Wardens of the Sky, despite their insistence they didn't exist. Jensaarai, also despite their insistence they didn't exist. Matukai, Jedi Pilgrims, Light Handers, all the fringe sects of the Light that could be found in the Outer Rim.
If they were going to work together, they had to know each other. At least a little bit. They were a bit like bounty hunters that way. Knowing each other's reputations only went so far. And was not conducive to actually forming a functioning community.
She plunked a crate of pastries and tarts on the table against where the cantina wall joined with the exterior hull with a floor to ceiling transparisteel viewport. In the distance, Suarbi shone orange and violet as the sunlight radiated off the gas giant, and countless moons around them. Below, the lights of Yumfla shone as the moon went through its night cycle. Aboard the station, the lights were dimmed, but not all the way, indicating the transition phase between station night and station day. Murmured chatter filtered in through the door from the main room and soft jatz music from the band on the stage.
Alana doubted most of the patrons would be thrilled to hear there was basically a Jedi convention going on in the back, since most didn't care much for the nuance between ideologies and organizations. Which there were going to be many and Aeshi Tillian had agreed to attend, which Alana had a feeling could cause problems. But then, one of the many, many Tillian cousins would be there too, so perhaps he would smooth out the rough edges.
As the door slid open, Alana looked up and smiled. "Welcome to the Starfire! I'm glad you could make it! I'm Alana Sunrider. Come on in and make yourself at home. I'm glad we've had the chance to get as many of us together as possible. I felt it would be crucial to improve how well we can work together for the Outer Rim. Can you tell us a bit more about you?" [/spoiler]