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Master Malcolm Ironmaster waited outside the Council chambers on Commonor, excited about the information he'd discovered on a Holocron that had come into his possession. In recent years, he'd become quite passionate about the idea of rediscovering and reopening High Republic era Jedi temples to help build community and trust with the people of the galaxy. While that responsibility largely fell to the New Jedi Order within the bounds of the Galactic Alliance, in the Outer Rim and the Unknown Regions, that mission was the responsibility of the Silver Jedi Order.
Malcolm had requested an audience with the Council and with Grand Master Matsu Ike for precisely this reason, but now he found that his excitement and nerves had given him a restless case of the jitters. "What is taking so long?" he asked under his breath as he fidgeted with the very Jedi Holocron on which he discovered the data he needed to locate the ancient Temple on Batuu, abandoned over a thousand years earlier. To avoid dropping the precious artifact, he set it down on a nearby table next to his hat and self-consciously smoothed down the front of his blue tabard and checked the peace binding securing his E-851 into its holster before adjusting his saber hilt as it hung from his belt.
Master Malcolm Ironmaster waited outside the Council chambers on Commonor, excited about the information he'd discovered on a Holocron that had come into his possession. In recent years, he'd become quite passionate about the idea of rediscovering and reopening High Republic era Jedi temples to help build community and trust with the people of the galaxy. While that responsibility largely fell to the New Jedi Order within the bounds of the Galactic Alliance, in the Outer Rim and the Unknown Regions, that mission was the responsibility of the Silver Jedi Order.
Malcolm had requested an audience with the Council and with Grand Master Matsu Ike for precisely this reason, but now he found that his excitement and nerves had given him a restless case of the jitters. "What is taking so long?" he asked under his breath as he fidgeted with the very Jedi Holocron on which he discovered the data he needed to locate the ancient Temple on Batuu, abandoned over a thousand years earlier. To avoid dropping the precious artifact, he set it down on a nearby table next to his hat and self-consciously smoothed down the front of his blue tabard and checked the peace binding securing his E-851 into its holster before adjusting his saber hilt as it hung from his belt.
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