Lilla Syrin
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“Oh, it has been too long since I last tasted Jedi.”
― Queen of Ktath’atn
Lilla knew little of Ktath’atn. If she ever wrote a journal, she was sure every page would start with those lines – for she’d spent her formative years on Tatooine. Or, more accurately, those early years she remembered. Prior to being found by the Jawas, she has no recollection of anything – no memories, no keepsakes – nothing.
So every planet she visited was new to her – but, in fairness – Ktath’atn was not precisely a tourist attraction and so she doubted many, if any, of the Republic Remnant Jedi had been to the place.
She was here as something of a cultural attaché. To represent the Order in searching this sector of the galaxy for Jedi artefacts or historical structures of note.
And she knew little of the person she was liaising with – the phrase was becoming a little too well worn! But she knew she was an experienced Jedi Master. So, she piloted her light freighter to the rendezvous point where they would formulate a plan for their explorations.
At least the planet had a breathable atmosphere. And it had history – Lilla could not deny that. She set down in a clearing amongst the forest, near one of the many mountain ranges that littered the planet. It was the most convenient point to strike from to reach the Citadel of Ktath’atn – which is why she presumed her co-traveller chose it.
Having set down, she powered down the ship and put her cloak on over her traditional Jedi robes, before lowering the ramp and stepping out onto the planet’s surface. She took in the fresh air, and smelled the fragrance of the grass and trees, carried by the faint breeze. When you grew up on a desert planet, any greenery was to be embraced, whenever possible.
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― Queen of Ktath’atn
Lilla knew little of Ktath’atn. If she ever wrote a journal, she was sure every page would start with those lines – for she’d spent her formative years on Tatooine. Or, more accurately, those early years she remembered. Prior to being found by the Jawas, she has no recollection of anything – no memories, no keepsakes – nothing.
So every planet she visited was new to her – but, in fairness – Ktath’atn was not precisely a tourist attraction and so she doubted many, if any, of the Republic Remnant Jedi had been to the place.
She was here as something of a cultural attaché. To represent the Order in searching this sector of the galaxy for Jedi artefacts or historical structures of note.
And she knew little of the person she was liaising with – the phrase was becoming a little too well worn! But she knew she was an experienced Jedi Master. So, she piloted her light freighter to the rendezvous point where they would formulate a plan for their explorations.
At least the planet had a breathable atmosphere. And it had history – Lilla could not deny that. She set down in a clearing amongst the forest, near one of the many mountain ranges that littered the planet. It was the most convenient point to strike from to reach the Citadel of Ktath’atn – which is why she presumed her co-traveller chose it.
Having set down, she powered down the ship and put her cloak on over her traditional Jedi robes, before lowering the ramp and stepping out onto the planet’s surface. She took in the fresh air, and smelled the fragrance of the grass and trees, carried by the faint breeze. When you grew up on a desert planet, any greenery was to be embraced, whenever possible.
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