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Aruza.
Shan didn’t expect to ever be back on this planet. After what he had experienced with Valery and Kahlil. The people weren’t fond of the Jedi. Who could blame them after what happened to one of their villages…But he could blame them on how they took it out on the Padawan they had rescued. Shan wondered how the Padawan was coping now. Were they still a part of the Jedi? Or had they left after things turned out the way they did? Perhaps he still thought of Knight Volun
A small chuckle escaped his lips before the Mirialan shook his head. It wasn’t something he should laugh about. Instead his mind focused on the ruins of the village around him. The village that kept showing up in his dreams recently. He had no clue as to why, but he knew something had to be done. The people of this village had been forgotten for a substantial amount of time. The pain and suffering of the flames that swept through the village still felt raw, even to him. The ruins were a wound in a way on the planet. So Shan wanted to do what he did best. Treat the wound. Turn this from ruins of pain and suffering, to something new. A place to reminisce and remember. A memorial.
His hand ran along the second lightsaber clipped to his belt. The lightsaber he had not ignited in an eon. Because it wasn’t his to use. No. Why did he even still have it? It was hard for him to explain. It made sense for his attention to go to it now. The lightsaber and this village had plenty of history together. Too much history. A grimace passed across Shan’s face as he thought about what the lightsaber had been used for. How many people might have been killed by it. It was a small blessing to Shan at the very least that direct combat hadn’t seemed to be Nyaeli’s thing when he encountered her. But that’s not what his focus should be on. It should be on making this memorial.
Of course, he wasn’t doing this alone. The Mirialan had sent out a small message amongst the NJO. Asking for anyone willing and able to come and aid in building a memorial for the villages alongside Knight Volun. It wasn’t needed. A Jedi shouldn’t expect to have a memorial built but Shan didn’t think the pain would go away unless everyone who had died there was properly remembered. Some base rules had been put in place of course. First rule. No bothering the other villages. They had enough dislike of the Jedi already. If they approached you, that was fine. Second rule. All Padawans had to be supervised. Shan doubted that what happened to Knight Volun’s padawan would happen again but he didn’t care for risking it. Third rule. Show respect at all times.
How long had he been standing here? Shan shook his head, turning his head over towards the group that had came with him, clearing his throat for a moment. Leadership hadn’t really been his forte, but considering this was his idea, he should be the one to give out some of the history and the plans for what was meant to happen.
“Hello everyone. I’m pleased to see who’s come out today. We’re here to make a memorial for this village. I, and both Master Nobles came here a time ago. As some of you may able to sense, there’s been a lot of pain here. A lot of suffering. I want to change that. I want to give the Aruzans a place where they can remember those who have died here.”
A small cough to clear his throat as he took in the sight around him. A small twinkle in his eyes as Shan was trying to figure out the best way to try and make this memorial. It had to be special in his eyes.
“...I don’t think we should interfere much with the ruins of the village themselves. I want us to add to them. What you want to add can be up to you. Those of us who are skilled in plant growth could grow some flowers. Some of you can leave something personal if you wish. I’m going to work on making an actual monument from the ground. If anyone has any questions, feel free to ask them.”
With that, Shan waited to see if anyone did have any questions or anything to add. Turning his hand over a second lightsaber on his belt in pensive thought. This planet needed a lot of healing. This wouldn’t fix it all. But it would hopefully start the process.
Objective 1: Peaceful Home, Peaceful Mind
With the amount of dust, dirt, and debris that has covered the ruins, it’s up to someone to clean it all. Perhaps you might also find some belongings of those who used to live here
Objective 2: Made to last for an age
A memorial should be decorated with personal or meaningful decorations. Perhaps a bundle of flowers, a figurine, or even a personal item of your own. Whatever you think is suitable, it should be used.
Objective 3: BYOO!
Do your own thing! If you want to break some of the rules put in place by Shan, go ahead! Just don’t expect him to be impressed if you get caught.