Faction Light Up The Darkness (The Jedi Coalition Introduction)

[Caedyn Arenais]

Jutrand, The Jedi Academy.
Tiland Kortun | Asaraa Vaashe | Kyra Perl | Kei Westbrook | Nikolai Cridu | Teyla Sal-Soren
(Other Jedi welcome to join).

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Caedyn Arenais stood within the Lecture Hall of the Jutrand Jedi Academy, the vast Jedi facility modeled after the Jedi Temple of Coruscant from so many centuries past, only with todays fashion and technology to compliment the beautiful décor and style of it's construction.

This was the first time the Jedi Knight had visited Jutrand, however he'd been in contact with them a great deal over the past as they had agreed to sign on to the coalition of Jedi Locales situated across the Outer Rim Territories in order to aid the Outer Planets Alliance ability to police the region, to bring stability and justice, as well as hope wherever possible. Caedyn's home base of operations back then had been The Jedi Enclave of Svivren.

There was an old saying in "the more things change, the more they stay the same", which had been on Caedyn's mind lately ever since returning to Svivren only to learn of the Outer Planet Alliance's decline. With their governments absence in the region as well as the recent troubles that the Jedi Knight had experienced across the Systems closer to the Core Worlds, Caedyn had felt the urge to return and to reinforce the Coalition's presence in the Galaxy as much as he could.

Caedyn's father had been called to a similar path once, long ago on Yutan where he had founded another sect of the Jedi Order, reestablishing Enclaves like the one on Deneba. The thought had struck him as a little ironic, however more to the point, gave him a sense of familiarity in being able to relate more to what his Father had been going through back then.

Caedyn had put out word to the Galaxy, called for Jedi beyond the Outer Rim to volunteer themselves to help the cause. The Outer Rim wasn't to be there only concern, War was still a heavy issue on a number of fronts like the Bryn'adul, the Sith Empire and the Silver Jedi Concord. There were people that needed help, needed defending, and needed to be warded away from their dark pursuits in the hope of seeing the light.

One lone Jedi Knight couldn't accomplish this, and so he waited for those others to arrive, so that they could begin to discuss the Jedi Coalition's future.

 

[Tiland Kortun]

Susefvi. Svivren. They were close enough to make easy transit between the two, which he'd done, catching public transport between the two. He'd be back to Susefvi when things were finished, perhaps he would return to bring back some of the Jedi Pilgrims to join this Coalition if they would want to join with these endeavors. Some would. Others, he thought not. They were like him, answering to the call of the Force, and going only where it led them.

But perhaps the Force would change the plans here. With a Jedi Coalition here to be the Jedi and the League to handle the rest in the surrounding sectors, there was a good foothold here. A place to rebuild and help the Rim become what they had all dreamed it could be. The challenge would be to hold together in what was come.

Folks from the Rim knew how to survive on their own. It's how they managed to thrive and survive for as long as they had. It's what made them good at what they did, and what made them the heroes of countless holodramas and histories. Rim world legends who built their way into history with their skills, their talents, and their grit. Rim worlds turned out heroes and freedom fighters as their main export. Tough folks, with strong codes, ferocious dedication to what they believed in, all sorts of skills they'd need for whatever circumstances they found themselves in, and the ability to be cool under pressure.

What the Rim didn't foster was trust. Or teamwork. Things that they needed to function on a galactic scale. Even frontier heroes had a tough time when it came to fighting armies of Core-world walkers or an orbital bombardment that the imperial were so fond of. So, when things got hard, it was their first response to do what they were best at. Disappear. Survive off-grid somewhere out on their own. That was the instinct. And one he understood well. He could, had, and would continue to outlive most of the Jedi orders established in the era. Why risk himself and his knowledge for their efforts in the short-term? He could save the wisdom and experience for a future generation of Jedi, ensure that their teachings survived.

And well, that answer was simple. He may have been from Anzat, but he came of age on the Rim. And if there's one thing good Rimworlders couldn't do, it was walking away from a situation they could help in.

"Ah, young Caedyn. Good to see you again!" His walking staff echoed off the floor as he ambled into the room. "Shall I make some tea?"

 

[Nikolai Cridu]

Jutrand was, by a long shot, the furthest Nik had ever been from home. Despite that, it felt more like home than home did these days.

It'd been a long trek to get there. Nik had hopped from planet to planet on tramp freighters, volunteering as a cargo hand, a repair tech, whatever the captains wanted in exchange for passage. He had nothing but the clothes on his back and the vision in his mind, the kind of vision he'd learned to trust. The Living Force is beginning to awaken within you, his teachers at the Hidden Enclave had told him. You cannot touch it yet, but you can see it. You can listen when it speaks. You followed its call to us, so that your training could begin.

Now, they had assured him, you must follow that call again. And just like that, his first trainers had let him go.

Of all the worlds he'd seen across his journey so far, Jutrand was the most overwhelming. He'd thought that the city of New Habat had been bustling, but although it was a metropolis, it had... limits, edges, places where it gave way to the pristine jungles of Verunda IX. Jutrand's cityscape, on the other hand, went on forever, to the horizon and beyond. It was an infinite tapestry of tenements and corporate towers and zipping air taxis and landing starships and crowds of a thousand different species, genders, and cultures.

Sensing it all, feeling the bustle of their thoughts and the variety of their emotions, made Nik's head spin. There was joy and humor and envy and rage and longing and despair, all stacked on top of each other in no order that made any sense. He envisioned a perfume shop after an earthquake, the delicate bottles smashed upon the ground, all their scents mingled into an overwhelming morass of interwoven odors. He'd almost passed out trying to make sense of them, and it'd been hours before he could clear his thoughts enough to function.

Nursing a migraine in the speeder taxi, Nik had reflected that the gift awakening inside him sometimes didn't feel like a gift.

Nik had seen the Jedi Temple in his dreams, seen it often and well enough to recognize it when he arrived, but he wasn't remotely prepared for the feeling of actually standing at the foot of the massive structure. He'd heard that it was a perfect recreation of the ancient Jedi Temple on Coruscant, the center of galactic civilization. That was fascinating from a historical perspective; the scholar in him, the man with an advanced degree and years of academic experience, viewed it with that eye. But the new Nik saw it differently.

Through the Force, he felt what was radiating out from it: a sense of peace, as though it were the eye of the storm that was Jutrand's infinite city. That peace had settled inside him, clearing the ache in his mind and soothing nerves worn raw by strenuous travel. He had known immediately that he was exactly where he was meant to be. The wardens of the temple had evidently agreed, quickly admitting him. Apparently, his visions had guided him here just in time to join a gathering of Jedi, a new coalition to serve the Light in the Outer Rim.

Knowing that he was almost certainly the least experienced person present, Nik kept his bearing humble and his ears open, hanging back from the masters as they greeted one another. He had come to listen and to learn, and he was certain that he would learn much just by being a part of this gathering.

 

[Auteme]

Caedyn Arenais Tiland Kortun Nikolai Cridu | Jedi Gang​

She was late.

Well, not really late, but late by her standards. This was a meeting of many important -- well, as important as they could be -- Jedi, and arriving with only two minutes to spare wasn't how she'd wanted to make her introduction. In this case she was the face of the New Jedi Order. A young, fresh face; far from the experienced visages of the many knights and masters that surrounded her in the meeting room.

When the invitation to Jutrand was delivered to the New Jedi Order on Coruscant there was uncertainty as to how to respond. Many assumed the Jedi to be a single galactic group, or at least tight-knit between the various orders, but there was a culture divide between the different Jedi. The NJO hadn't really communicated with the orders in the Outer Rim, being much more concerned with the threat of the Sith and the dangers in the Core. The Jedi Order under Wyatt Morga hadn't contained many Rim Jedi either. Given the Outer Planet Alliance's recent dissolution, there was no longer a greater structure under which Jedi could operate in the Rim. More freedom, perhaps, but more danger and chaos. The New Jedi Order operated in the Core. Was it really their place to interfere in the galactic south?

But communication was the first step towards peace. Communication was the first step towards improvement.

So there she was, finding herself a seat in the front row of the meeting room. There weren't many Jedi there yet, and she was the only person the NJO had sent -- part of her hoped it was because they were confident in her abilities as a representative, but part of her suspected it was because the NJO was wary of greater commitments. The last greater Jedi Order had fizzled out not too long ago. With the Chancellor's resignation, too, it was possible that the new political climate may be even further twisted against the Jedi. She just wished the investigation into Senator Kiyoshi would conclude. That was only one of their problems.

But every action taken towards good was significant. Evil was not destroyed by war or the powerful but by small acts of kindness and mercy.

This was a first step, a first action, but it would take all of them to create lasting change. Politics could wait.

 

[Andromeda Malvern]

Caedyn Arenais | Tiland Kortun | Nikolai Cridu | Auteme ​

To Andromeda, home was like a mirage. ​

The very idea of it was like peering across a barren desert, blinded by the merciless rays of the blazing sun as your gaze attempted to pick out anything that was not acrid orange dust. Home was the hazy shadow of something, dancing in the unforgiving heat in complicated patterns, lingering on the edge of a barren horizon. A perfect outline of everything she had been told of it, which was not much. Just a shadow of some prosperous city, metallic buildings glinting in the dwindling light to the soft hum of a thousand conversations. It gave her hope, but it fooled hope. The mirage clung desperately to soft rise and falls of the dunes in the distance, mocking her as it performed to the twirling waves of heat. No matter how far she seemed to walk. No matter whether her feet bled and her bones ached as she chased after it. It was always just out of reach. ​

Many people she knew took great pleasure in telling her she was just as genius as her mother, and just as logical as her father. Andromeda could never tell if they were teasing her or being serious, but she channeled both when she finally relented on her attempts to reach home.​

For a long time after that, for what felt like years to Andromeda, there was nothing before her but dry, empty desert. There was no indication as to whether she was taking the correct path or not. Especially now that the mirage had faded from view. She could have been walking round in circles and Andromeda would not have recognized in the slightest, nor could she find the motivation to care. At least not until the message flashed up on the screen in front of her, bathing her in an unrelenting azure fire.​

It was not meant for her; she was certain of it. ​

How it had come across her path was beyond her. Andromeda was no Jedi. She had never heard of the Jedi Coalition, or the Outer Rim Alliances, or Jutrand, but the names were there. Flickering mysteriously and temptingly in the blue light that had brought them to life. She knew of the Jedi, of course. A long time ago home and Jedi had been one idea, fitting together perfectly like the pieces of a handcrafted jigsaw. Her mother had been one, and her mother’s family, she at least knew that much. What would it be like to follow in her footsteps, she wondered? Would these Jedi be like the ones who had taught her? Would they uncover more truths, or create more mysteries?​

With those questions, the mirage appeared once more. Its form had changed, shifted from the towering skyline of a once-great city to something Andromeda could not comprehend. Perhaps its differences were the reason she felt spurred to resume her chase, but whatever the reason… ​

Andromeda did the first brave thing she had ever done in her life and stole herself away on the soonest ship to Jutrand. ​

She clung to the shadows, as home had clung to the horizon, where she could listen without interruption. A handful of people were already gathered. Their strange and unfamiliar outlines were just as unknown to her as she was to them. Featureless, thanks to her less than perfect mastery of force sight, their faces were shrouded in blinding light. Their shimmering forms were merely a tracing of them, as though a child had placed them on a sheet of midnight card and drawn around them with white chalk. They danced lazily against their ebony backdrop, though Andromeda could tell they were all standing or sitting perfectly still.​

In the right circumstances, in the right mindset, one could have assumed them to be ghostly apparitions. Some poor souls still trapped in the realms halfway between life and death. In the right circumstances, most would have been terrified, but not Andromeda. This was how she saw the world. She had heard a saying once. When one relies on sight to perceive the world, it is like trying to stare at the galaxy through a crack in the door. She found herself relating wholeheartedly. Even despite the promises from those who were trying to teach her that it would get easier, that she would eventually see more. ​

No, Andromeda had thought often to herself, it will not. And she had believed it. Until she found herself staring at the roomful of glowing spectral figures. If anyone could help, it would be them. If anyone could answer her questions, it would be them. If anyone could provide her direction, meaning, purpose… it would be them. They were her last hope.​

So, Andromeda waited in silence for one of the ghostly apparitions to speak.​

 

[Caedyn Arenais]

Jutrand, The Jedi Academy.
Tiland Kortun | Kei Westbrook | Nikolai Cridu | Teyla Sal-Soren | Andromeda Malvern | Auteme | Abaigeal E'ron
(Other Jedi welcome to join).

It was time to begin.​

By now a good number of Jedi had arrived, some familiar while others not so; Their numbers were small yet it was perfect for humble beginnings, giving the Jedi Knight standing in the center of the lecture hall a good reason to smile as he made eye contact with some of them. Once they'd all found their seats or otherwise chosen to stand at the back of the rows of benches, Caedyn sought to welcome them.

"Before we get started, I want to thank you all for hearing my message and agreeing to be here today" He spoke up, loud and clear for them all to hear him, His voice warm, welcoming and friendly; "Some of you have travelled quite a distance to be here, and amidst uncertain times so I do hope that what I have to offer today comes as a worthwhile venture for all".

"My name is Caedyn Arenais, I'm a Jedi Knight responsible for the establishment of The Jedi Coalition, formerly an organization that was envisioned to support the Outer Planets Alliance via seven key locations across the Outer Rim" Caedyn introduced himself. He thought of mentioning his father and his heritage, however decided against doing so as he needed this endeavor to be built upon a new foundation, a new generation of Jedi striving toward a promising future.

Caedyn's experience paled in comparison to his father, Veiere Arenais' long years of service. His family had once been quite reputable however nowadays he and his Sister were the only ones out in the public spotlight, both pursuing different paths and Caedyn's wasn't what he would have considered anything above and beyond any other Jedi Knight that he served alongside. He was just your average Jedi Knight, seeing his peers on equal level and never wanting to be considered anything more or less. His dream wasn't to rise above others, but to bring them closer together.

"Six of these locations remain, and already we have found a seventh now in Silver space alongside the Silver Jedi Concord. The Jedi Coalition is expanding it's reach in order to support as many of our fellow Jedi Organizations and Order's Galaxy wide but it cannot be achieved without the help of others, company and keen determined minds such as yourselves" he explained, gesturing to the group of them with both hands.

"I have invited you all here, because of this reason. To offer you all the opportunity to become a part of the Coalition while still being committed to each of your individual Organizations and Temples beyond the Outer Rim. Being a member of the Coalition won't require you to withdraw from any other commitments or duties, but I do hope that it will give us a larger network to bridge the gaps of communication and service between each of our groups. To help each other, and to provide for those who would benefit from our service..." Caedyn's words faded for a time, allowing them all the pause to process and consider what he was bringing to them. Many likely meetings had been called in an attempt to bring the Jedi of the Galaxy under one banner, but this wasn't the desire or goal of the Coalition.

Instead, Caedyn hoped it would act more in league with what the old Jedi Academy Network had done for the generations before them. A proactive front, encouraging collaboration and a driven collective effort to bring peace and stability not just to one region or territory of the Galaxy, but to as many as as their reach would allow.

 

[Matvec Triddol]

THE FORCE IS WITH ME​

Objective: Meet.
Equipment: Lightsaber, Robes
Tags: | Tiland Kortun | Asaraa Vaashe | Kyra Perl | Kei Westbrook | Nikolai Cridu | Teyla Sal-Soren | Auteme | Andromeda Malvern |

The invitation was…surprising, to say the very least.

Matvec had spent the majority of his time as a jedi within the confines of the Temples of the Silver Jedi Concord. Whether it was teaching classes with the younger padawans and younglings, spending time in the libraries, or honing his saber skills, the Nautolan rarely left the Temple save to visit family back on his home planet. When he did leave the Temples, it was either for exploration of a new planet, or to lead in a military effort of some sort. Neither lend themselves to making very many close friends. An invite addressed specifically to him asked the Nautolan to make his way to Jutrand, from a man he had only known for a little while during the excursion on Yurb. Eyebrow raising to be sure, but possibly an opportunity he wouldn’t miss.

He had answered the invitation, making his way to the planet. The temple that greeted his vision as his shuttle pierced the clouds was a welcome one to be sure. Architecture between the Jedi, despite following different paths and ideologies, always seemed to have some markings of similarity. Some might call it boring, or even trite. But for the Jedi that recognized the similarities, many felt it was a homely reminder that the force was truly everywhere around them, and people of the same mind could be found around every corner. A family. Matvec subscribed to this believe, and many of his worries about coming to a meeting such as this began to melt away.

Finding the meeting space soon after landing, he was pleased to see that the meeting had not yet started. Giving the man who had called the meeting, perhaps the only one he knew in the room, a nod and wink, the task of finding an appropriate place to sit was the next task. Since it seemed like Caedyn would be doing most of the talking at the meeting, he didn’t seem like much of a viable partner to sit with.

Scanning the room with those dark colored eyes, they eventually fell on a what looked to be a Miraluka sitting off to the side. His head tilted to the side, tentacles flopping over his shoulder as he did so. With a grin plastered on his face, he approached the woman, head bowing in a greeting. “Good morning, my friend. It’s quite a joy to finally meet someone of your species. I’ve never had the pleasure before now.” His grin remained wide on his lips, attempting to ease the other light sider if they had any inhibitions. Moving to sit next to the woman, the fact that he had failed to introduce himself donned on him, prompting him to let out a soft laugh. “I apologize, my name Matvec. It’s a pleasure to meet you..again.”

It didn’t seem like there was much time for introductions before Caedyn started the meeting. Despite the chance to make a new comrade, there was a point to being here. Making friends was not at the top of the list, though it was going to be up there. The cause of the organization seemed noble enough, and not having to pull out of the Silver Jedi would be quite a bonus. It seemed as though establishing a foothold in the Outer Rim would be a core goal, especially with the unrest that had occurred when the organization holding together many of these governments fell to attrition. The Confederacy beginning to make moved into the territory didn’t seem to be helping anything either. But how they would help was to be seen, and Matvec was very much ready to listen.

 

[Teyla Sal-Soren]

JUTLAND, JEDI TEMPLE
Tags:
Auteme , Caedyn Arenais, Matvec Triddol , Andromeda Malvern, Nikolai Cridu , Tiland Kortun , Kei Westbrook, Abaigeal E'ron , and anyone else I may have missed.

Wearing: XOXO

There was no shortage of unrest and turmoil in the Galaxy.

With the recent collapse of the Outer Planets Alliance, disorder and confusion spread along the Confederate borders, raising the concerns of many a citizen that worried over the futures of their children and the threat of their long standing peace being shaken.

Concerns Teyla understood and shared with them.

So, when she’d been invited to make her way to Jutland and hear out this collective of gathering Jedi who might have something of a pulse on this side of the Galaxy, Teyla packed up her things, kissed both of her children goodbye, and left Naboo early the next morning.

The scene outside the viewport when she broke atmosphere over Jutland was as one would expect, covered in expansive city sprawl. It briefly brought Teyla back to her days as a Junior Detective when she’d worked for the CSF on Coruscant, both good and bad memories blossoming in her minds eye. There was a general feel to most city worlds, with their ubiquitous skyscrapers that were so tall they could block out the sun, the constant flow of traffic rushing about, and the sentients who sat at the heart of it all. Always busy, always moving, always chasing that next opportunity to try scraping up a living from out of the dust.

It'd always been interesting to her that the Jedi had chosen a place of such chaos as the center point of their order, but perhaps that had been the point? A physical representation of their tenet, 'Chaos, yet Peace'.

Having arrived at the temple minutes before the meeting began, the brunette quickly and quietly took her seat in the first empty seat she found towards the back of the room. No sooner did she sit, did the address begin. Teyla leaned forward with elbows on her knees, watching and listening with apt attention to the speaker, interested and engaged by what she was hearing so far.

There were so few in the Knights Obsidian dedicated to the Sacred Lotus teachings in comparison to the other branches, that Teyla viewed the thoughts presented as an opportunity and a boon that could serve to bring more light not only within the Confederacy, but to the Galaxy as a whole.

An endeavor that she could certainly see herself standing behind.

 

[Abaigeal E'ron]

Location: Jutrand Jedi Academy
Equipment: Jedi Robes | Saber
Tags:
Caedyn Arenais | Matvec Triddol | Andromeda Malvern | Nikolai Cridu | Tiland Kortun | Kei Westbrook | Auteme

An old A-wing interceptor, Crossfire Hurricane, touched down outside of the Jutrand Academy, bouncing out of the cockpit Abaigeal stood on the wing before throwing her helmet onto the seat. She had received an invitation from Caedyn Arenais, a name she had heard before, especially around the traps of the Outer Rim. There had not been much to the invitation in way of information, a meeting of Jedi and to speak about a coalition. She was not exactly sure what her part in all this would be, but it did not hurt to come and see what they had in mind, what they had to say. If nothing else, she would discover other Jedi that might be willing to help her small order.

The Academy was a great place to start relationships, a great place to learn and a great place to teach when the time came to do so once again.

She quickly found her way to the meeting hall, the others had began to gather and she entered the room, keeping back so not to disturb the speaker. A young bearded man, well spoken and to the point, as she had just clipped the last of his comment. From what he said, it sounded like something they all needed, particularly her and the Gold Wing.

Rather than introduce her presence at this moment, she found a spare seat next to a woman ( Teyla Sal-Soren ) and equally listened to the opening proposal.

 

[Garza]

It has been a very long time since I have seen this name. However, it was not the name of the man I had trusted. It was his son. I remember meeting the young man years ago now it seemed. It was, but only yesterday did it feel like I had presented hand forged rings to the two of them. Shaking my head, as though the action would remove past thoughts from my mind, I walked the halls. Jutrand Academy was hosting a get together of Jedi and like minded folks. People who would be willing to step forward in the recent collapse of the Outer Rim's regent.

Opening the main doors to the Lecture Hall, I saw many Jedi. All shapes and sizes, Species that I have rarely seen before. It was good to see so many though. To see a number of people who were all willing to at the very least, hear out this proposal of the chi- Man who had set this up. Following the footsteps of rather large shoes.

The doors were still hanging open as I stood there. Just listening to the introduction presented by Caedyn. A metallic hand reached up, and pulled from my face the half mask I wore. Clipping it to the belt on my waist as I closed the distance between ourselves.

"Just one question."

There was a slight smirk upon the face. I was not sure if he would remember me at all as it had been years, however, I would not fault him for it. I mean, i was clean shaven and without any kind of stubble. Having cleaned up for this occasion felt like the right thing to do, even if my face felt a little colder than normal.

"What if we have no prior commitments?"

Abaigeal E'ron Caedyn Arenais Teyla Sal-Soren Matvec Triddol Andromeda Malvern Nikolai Cridu Tiland Kortun Kei Westbrook Auteme

 

[Enlil]

When he normally entered a room, the King seized everyone's attention. Today, that was not the case. On an invitation from Caedyn Arenais, Enlil came to observe a meeting of Jedi from across the Galaxy. He still felt the guilt from his inability to hold together the Judges after the Alliance fell, but he had spent so much time in isolation and backlogged behind paperwork, it was time he got out and made connections that spanned beyond the scope of his operations.

At the very least, the Jedi were purportedly creatures who sought to preserve the Galaxy's peace. For the King, that went hand in hand with the administration of Justice, and so it made sense that they were to be considered allies. He had yet to see any evidence to the contrary.

This was the time for him, after aiding the Jedi in several conflicts and seeing their relative capability in the face of adversity, to truly understand their minds.

He sat at the back of the room, only partially annoyed by the lack of a goblet filled with wine. Dressed in finery that denoted he was not of the monastic order, he sat at the back of the hall, and he waited, and he listened.

What would he learn today that he did not know yesterday?

 

[Tiland Kortun]

Caedyn Arenais Enlil Abaigeal E'ron Teyla Sal-Soren Andromeda Malvern Garza Matvec Triddol Nikolai Cridu Auteme Kei Westbrook Iroh Gedari

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Beyond the Outer Rim? That brought a soft chuckle from Tiland as he studied the rather assembly and began putting together several kettles of water to heat on several small braziers, while he sifted through the collection of herbs he carried with him in his satchel. His lips pursed as he considered what they might need for the meeting. Clarity of purpose, and of thought. Fortitude for the coming challenge. For each, he added a specific herb, crushed gently to release the oils. The crisp, clean, refreshing scent of the leaves wafted into the air, carried by the steam as he dropped them into the steaming water.

He listened to Caedyn's words, but had little enough to say, although he had been sent with a message himself. But he would wait for the younger Jedi to finish outlining his plan, their ideas, and the locations they could work from. Several minutes passed as the tea steeped and the speechifying continue.

Once it was finished, he spoke up. "I and the Circle of the Light Hand will be glad to assist the Coalition. It's rare for any of us to leave the Outer Rim as it is. And there may be those called to the world of Qi-Ko and our monastery there, and for such a case, seek one of us out, and we can take them on the secret hyperspace routes."

He paused to pour out a cup of tea for everyone present, perfectly heated, and perfectly brewed, and then passed them around. "As well, the Trade League headquartered the next system over and the Jedi who call themselves Jedi Pilgrims within them fully support the coalition and offer any and all material support that the Jedi Coalition requires, be it ships, personnel, shelter, legal authorization."

Tiland paused and frowned, trying to remember if that was everything or not, and then nodded. "That was all the message they asked me to relay. But I have no doubt that other friends of the Outer Rim will no doubt lend what support they can, though I know more than a few would not appreciate me naming them openly."

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

There were quite a few more people than had been expected as Alexandra glanced around, smiling softly and not speaking up once. Seeing the others talking and making their points while she occupied herself with the flow of the force in the room. The one who had called for this gathering was the one who interested her most of all, watching Caedyn Arenais with curiosity when her eyes returned to the conversations at hand, especially when he spoke to the lot of them regarding his intentions.

A few familiar faces started to settle in or speak up after that, a certain tea specialist among them making her smile a bit more before focusing on some of the others finally. The man in the mask felt very familiar but of course she could not place a face to the signature. A few others she had seen in the past but never spoken to. And then there was the new blood, the younger ones who brought a softer smile to the grin that had been aimed at Caedyn before.

She had nothing to say quite yet, leaning forward and letting her hand run over the fur of a small white wolf like creature, scratching behind its ears and waiting to see how things progress.

 

[Samatharis]

Sam sat in the middle row, far left, of the Lecture Hall. Garbed in a long brown cloak with soft fur trimmings. Her legs crossed and adorned with her tall black battle boots. Listening as Caedyn Arenais spoke of new beginnings. Nodding at every word.

Samatharis of Rulan was her name. She was a Rogue Knight. A mercenary, adventurer, liberator, and practitioner of the Light Side of the Force. Most usually, in the Outer Rim. Having meet and befriended many an OPA Judge in her time. Dozens of them really. So she felt right at home in such a meeting about Jedi, magic, and the future of the rim she called home. Though, she never kept this much company before outside of Denon. So, I guess it felt a little strange to call herself a "member" of anything.

Well. I suppose she'd just have to get used to it. Ha.

And, like the others, she smiled and waited patiently for the meeting to find it's focus. Happy and eager, just to be apart of something new.

 

[Caedyn Arenais]

Jutrand, The Jedi Academy.

Tiland Kortun | Kei Westbrook | Nikolai Cridu | Teyla Sal-Soren | Andromeda Malvern
Auteme | Abaigeal E'ron | Matvec Triddol | Garza | Enlil | Alexandra Feanor | Samatharis

(Other Jedi welcome to join).

Their numbers were growing gradually and it did Caedyn an honor to be standing before them, a smile for each new member who had stepped in to listen and some giving a few words of their own. There were more than just a few that Caedyn didn't recognize, although that in itself was a good thing as it meant that his message had reached out to other Jedi who weren't in his typical circle of associates. The more they could reach, the greater the impact all Jedi might have across a Galaxy in dire need of the Light.

"Just one question. What if we have no prior commitments?" the question came from the one known as Garza . At first Caedyn hadn't recognized the man's presence in the Force, for it had been years since they had last met and Caedyn was still a boy in those days. A broad grin crept over the Jedi Knight however as memories came flooding in response to the man's call to attention.

"There's no shortage of work to be done out here in the Outer Rim Territories, let alone the rest of the Galaxy working alongside other Jedi where they're willing and in need. Otherwise we have six locations in place that could likely benefit from everyone's skills and interests here I'm certain" he answered, looking to the others so that they might feel included within his response, to know that they were all welcome.

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"A lot of the work that I'll be involved in personally will be closer to the Core as well" He added, informing them all of his own situation and commitments; "I'm with the Silver Jedi Concord and will continue to serve with them while the Coalition helps to bridge the gaps of communication between Jedi, and strengthen relations in other area's where possible".

Caedyn had spotted Enlil among them, and had also been informed that they had associates of the Galactic alliance within their midst; "Some of you have come from other Organizations and Government Sectors, and this is a welcome aspect of what the Coalition is meant to be about. Connecting Jedi, while we do all that we can to make a difference both inside and outside of our day-to-day commitments".

"I and the Circle of the Light Hand will be glad to assist the Coalition. It's rare for any of us to leave the Outer Rim as it is. And there may be those called to the world of Qi-Ko and our monastery there, and for such a case, seek one of us out, and we can take them on the secret hyperspace routes." Tiland Kortun spoke, and in doing so reiterated Caedyn's words. The Jedi Knight responding to the older man with a nod and a smile, truly appreciating all the support that had come to meet with him this day.

"The Jedi of today are diverse and varied" Caedyn added, "We may not always agree on every little detail, but we are all of the same hope and purpose for a safer Galaxy for the people, and in service and respect to the Force itself. I have a lot of faith that we can achieve a great deal for our peers who walk the Jedi Path as we do, as well as the citizens out there who depend on our support".

 

[Garza]

No shortage of work, and plenty to be done. Not just for myself but for everyone who was willing to lend a hand with whatever they could bring to the table. Spoken open and inclusive with everyone who was able to do so. Just like his father. Wanting to make sure everyone had a fair shot at getting their hand in the cooking to make a better meal. It seems that was the best way for the Arenais family. Always leaning further and further towards humanitarian aid, wanting to help others. Even when his father had a... darker period, it was because he thought, it was the right way to help people. A selfless Dark Jedi.

Now, after his passing, it was clear the son was now carrying the same torch. It was saddening to know of such, but brought a bitter-sweet taste to the lips. Knowing one must leave, for the other to really shine.

Shine did he.

Others offered aid. Some came to sit and listen, just to learn of what would be happening. To have so many people here at once, gave me a little bit of... anxiety? The feeling of too many people in one location? It had been years since I have been in a setting such as this. Mostly fighting in small groups of a fireteam. Not a... council of Jedi who all were so pressed on trying to keep an entire section of the Outer Rim from complete collapse and fallout

Maybe here, I can learn, can... discover what I am missing in order to bring my own people together. If a man so young, having so much trouble with his own family, the fall out of the Commenor Systems, was still able to have such an outlook on life, when he has decades before reaching my own age, then maybe, I could learn from an unexpected source. This was not just a venture into aiding the son of a passed friend, and ally, but a more selfish reason, of wanting to save my own people from perpetual war.

"While I am no Jedi, I know not of any Code, or Creed of yours to follow, I will still offer all I can to you and your fellow brothers and sisters of arms."

This was his show. So I stated my piece, and left it as is. Dwelling upon the past for him in this moment, would do more harm than good. For that, I used my hand to brush the hair out of my face. and slick it back. Smiling at the young man with a nod. I would do everything I could from here on for them. Because not only did I wish to learn, but it was the right thing to do. It has been a long time since I have done something of that.

The right thing to do.

Caedyn Arenais Tiland Kortun Kei Westbrook Nikolai Cridu Teyla Sal-Soren Andromeda Malvern Auteme Abaigeal E'ron Matvec Triddol Enlil Alexandra Feanor Samatharis

 

[Mesh Zetnu]

Jutrand // Jedi Temple // Meeting Room
Caedyn Arenais Tiland Kortun Kei Westbrook Nikolai Cridu Teyla Sal-Soren Andromeda Malvern Auteme Abaigeal E'ron Matvec Triddol Enlil Alexandra Feanor Samatharis Others present​

Mesh smiled as he broke out of hyperspace and looked across Jutrand, the sprawling metropolis that dotted the city planets surface were curious enough to him. He had seen many different kinds of planets over the years, but he had not been to Jutrand since he was a young Padawan. Maybe twelve. He knew that there were great secrets of the force in the Outer Rim. He knew there was much power to unlock here. The Force was pulling him to this place. Calling to him. He knew not yet why, but he dare not question the will of the force.

The Temple here was rather remote and it was not in Galactic Alliance Space. The New Jedi Order exercised little authority here, but Mesh had received the invitation and he had grown tired of Coruscant. As he approached the Temple Hangar he was overcome with the Powerful presence of the force here. Mesh did not remember this place holding so much power when he had come here with his Master more than a decade ago. Interesting. As he put his B Wing down he became acutely aware that if so much force power had already gathered he must be late.

He would exit his Starfighter and move quickly towards the Meeting Hall of the Jedi Temple. His memories of the place guiding him with relative ease. He would open the doors as Caedyn Arenais finished his speech. A good little bit the end, Mesh thought.

He would drop his hood and take a place on the outer wall. Standing a bit away from all the others he would turn and listen with interest to a man he didn't recognize. A man who claimed not to be a Jedi at a gathering of Jedi. Very curious indeed. Once the others had presumably finished introductions he would speak calmly and clearly.

"Mesh Zetnu, Knight of the New Jedi Council, the force is powerful here indeed. Let us put it to use for the people of the Outer Rim."

Mesh would cloud his thoughts and intentions from the other Jedi in the room. Cautious especially of the Voidwalker.

 

[Caedyn Arenais]

Jutrand, The Jedi Academy.

Tiland Kortun | Kei Westbrook | Nikolai Cridu | Teyla Sal-Soren | Andromeda Malvern
Auteme | Abaigeal E'ron | Matvec Triddol | Garza | Enlil | Alexandra Feanor | Samatharis

(Other Jedi welcome to join).

"Not just the Outer Rim Territories, but doing what we can wherever we are in the Galaxy" Caedyn replied to Mesh Zetnu 's remark, however speaking loud and clear for all of them to understand. The Coalition had previously been focused on the Outer Rim as it had been situated under the Outer Planets Alliance, but now it was to be an independent network of Jedi from all corners of the Galaxy

The Jedi Knight was surprised to find there were very few questions from those in attendance, leaving him to assume that they either understood and agreed with the information that had been provided in the invitation to Jutrand. From the turnout, the meeting had achieved it's purpose and there were a number of Jedi who were here in support of the Coalition giving them a good foundation to build upon. There was no sense in dragging things out with unnecessary formalities.

"As there don't appear to be many questions, I feel we can conclude the meeting..." and he get out of the spotlight for a spell. Caedyn wasn't the show-pony type and the next stage would be far more comfortable. "Across the corridor from this room are some refreshments and food, please help yourselves and use the opportunity to get to know each other. If all has gone well, I'm hoping we will all be spending a good deal of time working alongside each other in the near future".

"Feel free to come and speak to me if there's any concerns, as well" Caedyn added, a smile accompanying a formal bow to all of them. There was certainly a good blend of Jedi within the room, and Cae couldn't help but feel encouraged for what the future would look like should the Coalition grow to build lines of communication across other Organizations that shape the Galactic Jedi Order; A term that Caedyn liked to use for the many various Jedi across the navigational map.

 

[Auteme]

Caedyn Arenais | Open
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As Caedyn finished his speech and invited the Jedi to mingle, Auteme moved forward to intercept as the group headed out of the room. There were a number of things on her mind -- first and most recent was the arrival of a young man who proclaimed himself part of the 'New Jedi Council' despite being a knight and most definitely not on the council. She didn't recognize him, but she didn't sense any deception. They would speak later.

For now her focus was more on the... logistical, concerns of this Jedi Coalition. Plus, she needed to actually pledge her support to the whole ordeal. While some others of the New Jedi Order had doubts -- Auteme too -- she'd decided before the meeting that she would support this Coalition. Communication and cooperation were essential to improving the galaxy and improving the state of the Jedi. As such, she needed to communicate with Caedyn.

"Hello," she said, taking a step beside him and offering her hand for a shake. "Auteme. Denko-Durren. Knight Representative of the New Jedi Order."

Wow, she was pretty cool. No stress or ranting yet. "I'd just like to say -- I think it's good, to see another try at better uniting the Orders. The last time... it felt more like a war council. This, though; I can understand your vision and the benefits to everyone. I appreciate it." For a brief moment she was reminded of Ryv and his vision; how he'd wanted to change the galaxy, to make it safer. For her. For everyone.

She missed that. But this; this could be the future.

"I didn't feel the need to bring it up earlier, as it's more of a... legal, concern." She paused a moment to think. How to explain... "The Galactic Alliance has set some regulations around the Jedi. Nothing serious; mostly fluff about funding and an oversight committee, as well as requirements to join civilian and military branches to actually... you know, command soldiers, investigate and bring in criminals, the like."

Maybe a more in-depth explanation was warranted. As far as she could tell, the Jedi of the rest of the galaxy operated how they liked. The OPA was too decentralized, there were too few Jedi in the Confederacy, and in Silver space they practically ruled. There'd never been a uniform charter on the rights and role of a Jedi; in truth it might be shown as preferential treatment by most. It was difficult, too, given that the diversity of Jedi meant there was no one definition for one.

"It's not something that should stop any of us from doing good, doing the right thing. But laws are important, and politics can be detrimental. I represent the New Jedi Order in the Senate, and many Senators, given the chance, would love to restrict the Jedi further. I think it'd be good to discuss with the Chancellor on how the Coalition can be authorized to help and operate in Alliance territory.

"With the dissolution of the Outer Planets Alliance, I think it'd also be good to discuss with the independent planets, to acquire official permission to operate in their space. I doubt there are many who would turn us away, but -- well, consent is important."

 

[Samatharis]

Samatharis nodded as Caedyn Arenais ended the announcements. Now the introductions and meet-n-greets could begin. She smiled at the thought of meeting so many new Jedi. Strong and bold. Rich and powerful. Sage and sage-like too. Even the alien and powerfully weird. It was a lot to take in, sure. But it still made her smile.

She pulled out her phone and reviewed some of the rules and disciplines to being a Coalition Jedi. Nothing too serious. Follow the Code. Be a good influence on the Outer Rim. Make friends and don't be a nuisance. Ha. Yeah, easy stuff. Even a wild child like her could make such a transition easily. This was a great start. For her and for the Light Side in the Outer Rim.

"Guess I'll start having to make Jutrand something of a summer home then. Mmm. I could do that. Hehe. Could be fun."

Sam put her phone away. Then stood up to exit out into the hall.

Cae was talking with Auteme about GA collaborations. That sounded great. As such, she'd stand outside and wait to speak with him later. After all. With so many new faces around. She should probably start saying hello and offering her card to everybody else.

Nice!