Sorel Crieff
Ready are you? What know you of ready?
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Sorel was a patient woman. She believed it was better to make the right decision slowly than the wrong decision quickly. Not that she could not be swift and decisive when needed — but this was not such a situation.
For a small number of the Silver Jedi Order were going to choose a new Master of the Order. It was a role that supported the Grand Master in decision making. Not a second-in-command, in many ways they were jointly empowered to make decisions. The differentiator was that the Grand Master was ultimately accountable for what happened to the Jedi and any decisions made.
And as was the custom, it fell on an assembled group of Masters to choose the next Master of the Order, given Coci’s decision to step down at the same time as her husband.
So Sorel had invited all Silver Jedi Masters to attend — this was not a Council by any means, merely an assembly of Jedi of a given rank, who would nominate, discuss those put forward and ultimately vote.
So Sorel sat in the room that was originally designed as the Council chambers. The one where Thurion and Coci had informed her of their decision to step down and nominated her as the Grand Master’s successor.
She was significantly less nervous than she was the last time she was in the room. Most probably because she knew why she was here this time.
And she mused that she had no vested interest in the outcome. Whoever was chosen would be the consensus of those gathered, so the decision was not only binding but it would be wise and well-informed.
[member="Orihime Ike"] [member="Coci Heavenshield"] [member="Arisa Yune"] [member="Thurion Heavenshield"] [member="Kurayami Bloodborn"] [member="Audren Sykes"] [member="Josh DragonsFlame"]