The Forgotten
Her home away from home. Here she was yet again at the old Grey Temple. The winding path up to it's main compound was still familiar to her, each step could have been taken with a blindfold. That same rock where she had first met Alex upon, the tree she was perched in the second time around. Whenever she came here those memories came back, from the time she considered was the happiest of her life. Like all good things though it came to an end, and although she missed those days she was happy where she was now. The Light had given her the strength she needed, and the comfort she had strived for ever since she left her passing mother.
Despite her happiness, there was a dire situation. The Republic was on the defensive, suffering defeat after defeat at the hands of the Sith. Minna had been there on Balmorra, facing off against two of the Sith's deadliest lords and a strange mandalorian who seemed to be allied with them. Although she managed to come back alive, and had discovered herself a new power in the process, the scars still remained. Blaster burns, mainly across her back, causing her to twist in pain occasionally. War wasn't without it's consequences, but she was not here for sympathy.
She was here for a reunion with those of the old grey order. There were very few of them still around that she knew of, but Alex seemed to have done a good job finding who to contact. As Minna came up upon the main temple, she exhaled deeply. She would enjoy herself, catch up with her friends, but she would also ask for their help. The Republic needed all those it could, and even if they did not want to fight for the Republic, they could atleast fight against the Sith.
But for now, she would let go of her worries. The war could wait, friendship was more important.
[member="Alexandra Feanor"] [member="Veino Garn"]
Despite her happiness, there was a dire situation. The Republic was on the defensive, suffering defeat after defeat at the hands of the Sith. Minna had been there on Balmorra, facing off against two of the Sith's deadliest lords and a strange mandalorian who seemed to be allied with them. Although she managed to come back alive, and had discovered herself a new power in the process, the scars still remained. Blaster burns, mainly across her back, causing her to twist in pain occasionally. War wasn't without it's consequences, but she was not here for sympathy.
She was here for a reunion with those of the old grey order. There were very few of them still around that she knew of, but Alex seemed to have done a good job finding who to contact. As Minna came up upon the main temple, she exhaled deeply. She would enjoy herself, catch up with her friends, but she would also ask for their help. The Republic needed all those it could, and even if they did not want to fight for the Republic, they could atleast fight against the Sith.
But for now, she would let go of her worries. The war could wait, friendship was more important.
[member="Alexandra Feanor"] [member="Veino Garn"]