Storm Calling

[Syn]

[member="Tempest Yore"]

He was moving with her as she was moving, sending out force light and wincing some from the pain. A sithspawn's body was made from the darkside... using the force light technique was like hot oil on his skin where he was moving. He wasn't going to stop and it wasn't going to be a problem until he came to an area where Tempest had the holocron in her pack. THe jedi masted stopped and was covering her while she opened the door. Senses flicking out and once it opened with something coming at them he was moving quickly. Fist grabbing it and smashing it itno the wall as it was meaty. THe sound and smells hit him for a moment. He ignited the lightsaber blade casting them in within the pale purple light when he was prepared to fight.

 

[Tempest Yore]

Fire puffed into existence from the far corner, illuminating the form of its generator. Just beyond the reach of the light from her lightsaber, Tempest saw the far wall of the bunker had been hollowed out and another tunnel bored to into. Human skulls and bones littered the ground, cracking under the weight of Master [member="Syn"] ‘s horrid feared Leviathan. Next to the first head, a second appeared when it puffed fire from its nostrils.

”I don't often feel drawn to curse, but oh frak,” Tempest whispered to her Master. She took a step to secure her stance as she gripped her lightsaber, and her foot toppled a human skull. She quickly looked down and saw a soiled leather wallet too next to her foot. Her eyes fixated upon the beast, Tempest slowly released one hand from the lightsaber hilt and commanded the force to bring the wallet into her grasp. She nonchalantly slid it too into her utility pocket. The ghostly apparition of the General reappeared before them and gave both the Jedi a salute. Its appearance drew the attention of the beast. Tempest figured that when she opens this wallet in the near future, she will find it to belong to him. Maybe there are other personal items here as well. Maybe someone alive today needs to know what happened to their ancestor here. She felt strongly about this being why they are here today. Somebody somewhere will receive the answers to questions long ago asked about this place and these Jedi. The appearance of the General gratefully granted them knowledge to fill in the gaps, how the Sith planned on using the Jedi captives held here as bait to train and test their Sith Spawn monster.

The two headed, fire breathing beast lurched towards the apparition. It sent out a huge flame, igniting its own excrement. Immediately, the aluminum relics aligning the border of the bunker, which held the Jedi souls captive here began to melt. Tempest spotted a fuel can in the far corner. They would need to ignite it, to set the whole bunker aflame, to free the remaining souls from their imprisonment, enforced by the rest of the Sith relics.

 

[Syn]

[member="Tempest Yore"]

He was moving quickly and his saber was up as he could see the creatures ni the force and they were angry.. destructive and in a smaller room. he couldn't move around like they did but neither could the beast.. that fire was just going to be the problem though before he lept up and slashed with his blade as it tested their scales. The creatures were different depending on who made them and some of the energies were coming to him now. Before he kicked off a wall and stabbed into the neck. It roared but the burst of flame in its throat went out as it washed over and the jedi master was swinging around onto its back. Where he was looking and directing their heads away from being able to snap and claw at Tempest who he knew could fight but wasn't certain if she would know where to make the most critical blows.

 

[Tempest Yore]

While Tempest's Master with all his brawn went after the beast, Tempest set out to use her whits. Tempest did her best evading ever. Her lightsaber did nothing to the scorch the scaly beast. As they went round and round in her futile defense, she began to hear a strong pounding. She did not know if it was the result of the weight of the beast, the Jedi spirits revolting, or both. The bunker was being jostled around. Everything inside was jolted off the floor, until it slid across it to become piled up on one side. The floor began to tilt under her feet. The bunker has started slipping off its foundation. A terrible grinding noise was heard.

Over the roar of the dragon spawn and her Master's clashing lightsaber against its tough scales, Tempest shrieked, ”I’ve got an idea!!” and she knew he would not like it. They had to move fast. As the bunker fell onto a full tilt now, the beast began scraping the floor to gain footing.

Tempest focussed the force to hoist the fuel tank into the air, meanwhile she augmented her speed and darted to Master [member="Syn"], grabbing him by his arm. They had to leave now and fast.

”Master! Run like hell!!”

At that, she released the fuel tank and dropped it. The fuel burst over the floor of the bunker as the ornery dragon retaliated by blowing fire. The entire bunker erupted in flames. The beast clawed wildly. Unable to see through the flames, it ran and crashed its body mega-hard into the bunker wall. The stability of the bunker was completely lost and the jolt caused it to slide down into a lower level cavern.

The Sith relics melted, and the Jedi souls became freed.

Water gushed into the tunnels from both ends, Tempest scrambled to draw her rebreather from her pocket.

 

[Syn]

[member="Tempest Yore"]

he was fighting it and was aware on the edge of his senses that things were shifting. The floor and the walls were rolling alomst while Tempest evaded and suddenly she had a plan and was grabbing his arm when he started running. Scooping her into his arms with the force in his legs. The forc epower and energy were leaving small imprints in the floor that would show just how much he was using his speed. The jedi master twisted in the hallways, through the cave and going forward as he ascended with his padawan towards the entrance where they had been. The force was moving all around him and swirling with energies until he lept.

The jedi master made a bubble around the pair of them while they were going itno the water with the rushing sensation of it going over his skin. His armored pants staying there while he was moving quickly until he kicked off of the flor of the ocean. He kicked off and was focusing the force into his legs without a thought to breath as he moved quickly and broke the surface of the water letting it wash off of himself. Standing just enough that he could hold her out fo the water and look down. "Tempest... padawan." He said it while looking at her and bringing his arms to let her stand there while he held her close. "THat was very very dangerous."

 

[Tempest Yore]

”Master…I change my mind about swimming. I don't ever want to do it again,” she informed him. Her eyes however said, thank you. It is a good thing he reacted as he had, for her rebreather slipped from her grasp in the tunnels.

Tempest will be glad to have her feet on dry earth again. She figures there is a lecture due her, but more was taught here than she could put into words. She had been taught long ago that the Force will always provide answers, doorways, teachers, protection, and today it certainly had come through for them. She felt different because of it, better, less afraid…less alone.

Standing in the bank, Tempest set the new lightsaber down next to her own two on the boulder. She rooted through her utility pocket to see her treasure. She pulled out the Holocron and the wallet. Immediately upon opening the wallet, two crystals and two pearls fell out of the fold. She pulled out the identity card of the General who had apparated before them and just stared at it for a while. Shock stole over her visage. Tears of happiness, pride and nostalgia crested her eyes. ”His name was Yore,” she said.

Tempest looked out over the lake, and just absorbed the peace it rendered. The only thing that could make life happier is looking forward to more shopping in town, especially her new clothes!

 

[Syn]

[member="Tempest Yore"]

He chuckled a little to himself internally as she was speaking about wanting to well not swim ever again. The jedi master was walking to the shore with a look at Tempest when she started going over and through what she had on herself now. Having collected different things but he couldn't see restless echoes and spirits around them just yet. Instead the jedi master was preparing himself for any number of possibilities. SHe was speaking about something she had found and he just stood there next to her. Offering a nod of his head and a hand on her shoulder. "Yore... if he a possible relation to you?" Where he was looking to continue the adventure could go a long way.. they had just fought sithspawn so that was off the checklist.

 

[Tempest Yore]

”I can only suppose so,” Tempest replied, when asked if the General could have been among her ancestors. ”Something lead him to help us.”

The crystals felt perfect. She felt their vibration, like a long drawn out low hum, soothing and peaceful. With the pearls however, simply amazing. ”I actually am quite grateful for this new life.” The past day started out terrible, but life felt balanced about now. She could not have stopped the invasion, and she could have missed Syn’s presence altogether. ”I am glad you came to Ession. I look forward to my new beginning among the Jedi.”

Tempest allowed Master [member="Syn"] the opportunity to handle and inspect her new favorite things. She smiled brightly as she asked him coyly, ”So I remember reading it prophesied that a Knight will do what we just did. I know it had already happened once…and obviously that Knight only half accomplished the job.” She squared her hands on her hips and challenged Syn comically, ”Now don't try and tell me, that while I am a Padawan and you a Master, we only amount to a Knight together!” She stomped her foot, for she would see to achieving her rite of passage!

”You have to admit…if I had not blown that fuel barrel, you would still be down there trying to beat that thing to death, barracks collapsed and flooded on the floor of the lake or not. It was exciting, don't you think? I for one, suddenly find myself looking forward to my mere next hundred years of knowing you, Master.”

 

[Syn]

[member="Tempest Yore"]

He waited and thought about it whiel she worked on her sabers. The crystals and the meaning behind it if that was her ancestor... well he had seen some stranger things as she finished and handed them over for him to inspect. Testing them in his hands behind handing them back and hearing what she had to say. He thought about it and well he might have stayed down there and fought it.. smashing a sithspawn in the face was one of the most direct routes to beating it. The other was dropping something really really heavy on its head. The other parts of it though about them amounting to a knight being master and padawan he just looked down at her.

"You are many things padawan but." he moved forward and placed a hand on her shoulder kneeling down to one knee and speaking while he tussed her hair. "You are going to be a talented jedi when the time comes and these next one hundred years if you stay with me. If you feel the need to walk that path... then I have no reason to worry about you. I will always be here for you and look to protect and teach you." He offered a smile and training her for a hundred years would mean he'd have a chance to really develop her into a jedi. Idealistic and devout hopefully who wanted to help people and wouldn't run off bullheaded.

The jedi master looked up at the force energy of the valley that was around the two of them, swirling before he rose up. "So we've done something I wanted to do, I think it is your turn to pick something." He was actually fairly glad he had gone to Ession now... finding her, being able to return her to the order and give her hopefully a path to follow. He could only hope she managed to stay upon it and when she became one with the force he would honor her, he could remember her, he had done it to others. He remembered others. THe burden and curse of time upon him but he was watching the parts for himself.

 

[Tempest Yore]

”What do I want to do?! Well, anything but swimming, its deadly threatening a pastime.” She held her three lightsabers now and thought about them. ”I still need to learn which was my father's. When I find out, I want to give them matching hilts. Maybe we can find something appropriate of an acceptable weight before we leave? I suppose all those irate ghosts are gone.” Little did she understand that only the Jedi have passed on. The Sith spirits are still present, maybe asleep, maybe lurking.

”I don't want to go…I want to camp out here for the night. I have always done it, meditated under the stars. I suppose I might be able to reconnect again now…and not have some dramatic episode take place; I dunno. Do people do that here, camping?” The event in the cavern, gave her a sense of revival as a Jedi. She also felt invigorated to explore what the Force has to offer from this remarkable place.

He did not even need to answer her in agreement. Even though she had been monetarily spoiled, Tempest has always been pretty independent. She would stay on her own, if Master [member="Syn"] wanted to return to the ship for his nice comfy bed. He could cook his dinner in his hydrator, while she conjures a flame with her palm. She has plenty of water, just pooped in by lots of small, and some pretty giant, fish…and some sith spawn. And back at his ship, he won't have any problem such as that.

Tempest smiled up at him as she bounced upon her toes, both curious and eager to get her way.

 

[Syn]

[member="Tempest Yore"]

He was looking at her and bowed his head. "Aye that they do, they camp here in the valley." With a look on his face though he stood up walking over to a n area where he could srt up a small camp checking out to look at her. The jedi master sat down though with some food packs in his equipment pack on his thigh. Until they were both going to be able to move around and try out different things. "You have been doing well and returning to the path of a jedi but any number of things can still happen. I hope you shall be patient and enjoy your lessons, that you will relax here under the stars and be prepared for anything that you can do."

 

[Tempest Yore]

Tempest saw Master [member="Syn"] looking over the bank for a level place to bed down for dinner. She started instinctively and her face fell, before she sucked up her lower lip to recover her expression and came over to join him. See, Tempest has camped before, but probably not in the fashion Master Syn assumes. She expected she would stay in a remote vehicle, with a plush bed and all the living amenities a teen girl could possibly desire. Instead of express her dismay, she decided it best to go along with whatever he determined suitable. And she would try and figure out what he expects of her, before she gives him a clue that his idea is not exactly what she intended.

’Who knows,’ she thought to herself, ’maybe it will actually be fun this way. It has to be better than swimming!’ She chalked it up to a learning experience.



Tempest was not much of a reader before she first met the Jedi. She was given many texts during her younger years, but never took the time to sit down and study their material. She faked it when she was younger. She would ask simple questions and draw further conclusions to make others presume she knew things. Master Syn had opened her eyes to the practicality of such material, and she tried to catch up with her studies and apply what she learned. She would try to do this right now with roughing it in the outdoors.

As dusk fell over the land, many creatures came ashore to inspect the two peaceful Jedi. She found most of them quite amusing, especially the amphibian creatures, as they were bug and plant eaters, maybe a bit cannibalistic, but not necessarily fond of the taste of humans. She would find in her surroundings, all manner of questions flutter to the surface and ask Master Syn every of them, until he would demand her silence to meditate.



There was a strange tug which gripped her dreams. It emanated from the tallest sand dune. Tempest saw in her mind's eyes, the mouth opening to the ruins. Inside stirred a mixture of feelings. Like from the cavern under the lake, good and evil clashed.

She awoke ready to explore the ancient place she saw in her dream. She told Master Syn all about it that morning. Regardless of its purpose, whatever lesson the Force demanded she learn, she shall learn it either here and now, or some other place in time. Tempest however, did not think about life this way, she just went to wherever she felt drawn.

 

[Syn]

[member="Tempest Yore"]

SLeep when it finally came after answering questions was... mostly the same. He dreamed, oh how he dreamed. His children, Abigael every though she mostly had disappeared and written her family off in exchange for something else... he was never certain waht it was but she basically wanted nothing to do with him, her brother, talks of her mother or the jedi unless she was around and the center of attention and then it was mostly how she was this or that compared to the jedi. She used emotion, she lived her life and only followed the light when she felt the need. His son on the other hand was much like him, a chip as it were off the old block and dedicated to the lightside.

He could remember playing with both of them, remember the scent of Iella on the wind and when she was close. He remmebered all of it vividly as he laid there still but able to sense and fel Tempest as she was engrossed in proving herself, in learning. Better now it seemed but he wasn't going to bring attention to her. Instead he thought of her until he awoke and raised himself slowly from the makeshift bedding. It wasn't much, just compacted dirt that was in his form, some to supoport his head and neck like a pilow and he rarely if ever felt chilled as he stood up. Brushing the dust off of himself and seeing Tempest.

THen she was speaking about her dream... her vision and he was getting an idea. If her skils were in visions then that could lead them to a great many things. treasures long lost, dangerous situations from countless creatures or villains. Anything really could be happening but they would have to work with it as the jedi master prepared to set out and do for her just what he could. Teach her how to see her visions and give the ideas of it. They didn't always mean exactly what they showed, something you had to take a grain of salt and sometimes you had to be prepared for it to be something you were expecting but also with something else entirely.

 

[Tempest Yore]

The trek to the hidden cave was exciting to Tempest. She enjoyed how much her Master taught her, even when he did not speak what he was thinking. She sometimes just felt his thoughts alter, as his expression would change, or his actions. She could sense something in the works due to his reactions even those most subtle. She determined the Valley of the Jedi a place where anything can happen. She wondered why anyone would ever choose to leave here.



The Force is strong, where she stood at the opening to the ruins, buried under a sand dune. The stone arch entrance is the tallest Tempest has ever seen. Pillars and mighty totems erected before the passage, alerted all with the design to enter that this is no ordinary palace. She felt the Force calling, a sensation of urgency, coaxing her entry. She obediently followed the lure. One step inside and darkness engulfed her being entirely. She turned around, but did not see Master [member="Syn"] beside her any longer. She drew her lightsaber for assurance. Feeling a chill breeze from the chamber ahead of her, the Padawan walked towards it. A large gong hung in the center of the room, inscribed with writing as would an amulet. A single shaft of light peaked a crevasse located far above her head along the arching stone ceiling, and instantly it lit the room through its reflection.

Neither will Master Syn find her within. Everyone who enters, faces themselves, alone…

The inscription among the gong glistened in the sunlight. Tempest approached. She peered into the golden scryer and her reflection mirrored her most hidden of emotions. She saw her own expression, her facial features, angry and tormented. It perplexed her.

A whispering imposed upon her thoughts. She recognized the voice as that of her adoptive father. ”Tempest, do you think my knowing you did not change me in any way, enough that one regretted deed would define me throughout all my years?” Tempest saw the face of her Late adoptive father appear over her shoulder. He was at his worst heated moment in life. She had never seen him wear that look, so enraptured by evil. His eyes filled with darkness, hatred and wanton to sin. His sudden appearance startled her and she recoiled from him. Turning, expecting to see him standing behind her, she instinctively swung out with her lightsaber engaged. She would have struck him down, were he truly there. She spun around again, thinking he merely stepped around her and she only saw him appear again, inside the boundary of the enchanted hanging scryer.

”This was who I was before you brought your light into my world.” the dead man proclaimed, as his features softened. ”I long regret my mistakes. I vowed to make it up to you throughout all your days. Even separated, I still hope to uphold my promise. Please, tell me that I am forgiven for what I did to you.”

Tempest could not believe the turn of events. It was only yesterday she learned of his guilt. He killed her father, then raised her as his own. ”You made me forget what I saw you do,” she accused, enraged and seething in return. Her image of her entire childhood became instantly tarnished when she learned the truth. The wound was very raw.

”Master Syn!” she cried out, but the Force in this place would not permit her to be heard.

 

[Syn]

[member="Tempest Yore"]

Hmmmm now this was getting curious to him while he stood there. Traveling with Tempest whose visions had led them here he was expecting a number of things but this far out to be altered... It made the jedi master watch carefully before he was not sensing her anymore. His senses closed off, his mind racing to find her but if there were trials going on or if there was something in place that could prove difficult... well then he would just have to figure it out before moving quickly now. He went forward and the presence of something was there, watching him on the edge of his own vision. He wasn't about to accuse it of outright attacking but there were some other ideas he might be able to get... some other places.

"I can sense you there." He said it and then the scent was famlliar as it went from his own mind. A memory and vision, the corellian female with scents like vanilla and spices. Iella had long become one with the force but she was vivid in his mind while he gave in a little wishing she was real but it was a false thing. He knew it so the minor indulgence was only there when he felt her embracing him once again... felt the stirring in his chest but then pushed it back. A lifetime within the span of a few heartbeats but he spoke. "Be gone." There was something unspoken in their stance. "I said be gone, you are here for a purpose yes but you do not need my memories to mess with me."

THere seemed to be some form of contemplation to them before disappearing and the jedi master continued forward while he ws able to when things were shifting here. he could for a moment feel Tempest and allowing his energies int he force to reach out and grasp for her. To reassure her as he breathed in the area around the two of them. IF they had to be alone fine but he knew she was still here within the room. Altering ones senses was easier then making dimensional travel... he doubted she was going to be moved unless she did the walking as the jedi master stopped lest he bump into her and she not know what it was.

 

[Tempest Yore]

Tempest's adoptive father watched the Jedi Master from the scrying orb. A flash of jealousy cast over his eyes. He sneered, wondering what horrid tales might have been fed to Tempest.

”Put that thing away, Tempest, before you slice off someone's legs,” he demanded Tempest, regarding her ignited Lightsaber, who likewise peered into the orb and saw Master @Syn. Turning upon her heels, she did not see him either standing within the chamber.

Her eyes glowered. ”It's Carlie…or Crystal!” she declared angrily when he did not speak her real name.

”You cannot kill me. Though I am not surprised it would be your immediate reaction,” the voice declared.

”I learned from the best,” she spat in retort. Still holding up her lightsaber for defense.

”Just shut up and listen to what I tell you. I might not get another chance.” The apparition reached out with lightning speed and touched her ignition switch to disengage the blade, causing her brow to furrow with annoyance.

Tempest pursed her lips and took a few steps back away from the scryer. Her closeness to the image of the man who killed her father and took her as his own child, repulsed her and deeply saddened her the like. ”Speak then,” she curtly demanded, desiring this moment over with already.

The apparition persisted, his demeanor softened now. ”Sorry about changing your name. Listen, it was what I saw inside you that initiated my own reformation. I could no longer be the man that I had been before I met you. You were trained in the Jedi Way by me, because I knew it was the best choice…for you, and for me. I am sorry for ever altering your life by taking your father's. After the deed, I wanted to give you every best chance you deserved, and some sense of normalcy in your life.”

Tempest felt the sincerity radiate from his tone, and saw it matched in his eyes reflecting off the scrying orb while her own began to tear. She wiped at them vehemently.

”No, dear. Feel emotion while it is present. Allow it to evolve into a sense of peace. Don't allow them to fester and then corrode your heart. And please, forgive me.”

Tempest saw the wisdom of his words. Overcome, she crouched down before the scryer and simply stared into it for a time. Feeling, and analyzing…evolving.

”Fine. I forgive you,” she finally said aloud. The scryer grew dull, and her adoptive father and Master Syn disappeared from within it, now holding only her own reflection. The room lightened even more, as if a spiritual weight lifted.

Standing behind her now within the chamber is Master Syn. Tempest sensed him. She stood and slowly backed up in her tracks, till she felt his touch upon her back. ”This planet is cursed…in a good way, but still cursed. Can't we just go shopping while we are here?” she begged of him.

If he asked her what happened to her, she would freely reveal her discovery to him.

 

[Syn]

[member="Tempest Yore"]

He gave her a nod of his head while listening and feeling the force itself. He stood there behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Yes we can." She was well not wrong about the world it was cursed. He was walking as the jedi master turned around and just guided her with him as he spoke. "SOmetimes visions and places like this can be helpful but it can also work to twist you, turn you around." He said it when looking forward into the cave with her. "I hope though that whatever you were feeling isn't going to linger. I know the danger of emotions. So if there is a danger I do not want someone to try and use it to manipulate you."

 

[Tempest Yore]

”Have no fear, Master,” she told [member="Syn"], ”I have concluded my interest for any further investigation into my past just now in this strange place.” She felt most happy to be leaving the ruins, turning one last time to look back towards the hanging scryer, which seemed to glisten again without reason, causing Tempest to immediately withdraw her gaze and run the rest of the way out through the archway. Once outside, she slowed enough to allow Master Syn to catch up with her. ”I am convinced that my father's murderer died a repentant man. I forgive him. Does that sound like the right mindset to have? Whatever exists back there, seems to think so.” She knew Master Syn would agree. ”It feels right to me to grant it,” the peace she felt in the chamber still fresh in her soul, as she walked back along the path they came.

”Are even good emotions which linger a threat while connecting with the Force? For some reason just back there, I felt encouraged to analyze my negative feelings and find peace with them.”

 

[Syn]

[member="Tempest Yore"]

He looked at her. "It sounds better then what I did. I didn't disagree with the masters.... but they killed my mother and therefore I wasn't going to let that happen." The jedi master said it and was walking out. TO head back tot he city of Vatsu, he had promised Tempest well that she could go shopping as he produced from the thigh pack a credit stipend. With access to most of the jedi requisition accounts. It would pretty much let her get anything she needed with a masters approval at least. The real question was... how much was she going to stuff into poor Alema as the ship had flown out and hovered above head looking at them. The jedi ship gleamed with silver and grey metal while the sentient jedi ghost within controlling it followed her master."Come lets get you what we can."

 

[Tempest Yore]

”Make no doubt about it, Master [member="Syn"], sentimentality could very well cause me to rethink my offer of forgiveness.” She paused for a moment, hearing what she had just said. ”I don't mean that. Just, I strongly believe redemption seems to alter the equation. People change, and drastically so. I know he did love me, and for that his guilt had been killing him for years.”

The trip back was not uneventful, for Tempest watched as a wind storm blew in. It caused ever elusive phantoms to appear around them from all angles. Tempest never heard about Syn’s ship being inhabited by a force ghost, and as about now she had enough of the needy beings, coming and going as they pleased and altering her environment to force her to see whatever they determine must be reckoned with right when they demand. She would not like hearing about his circumstance. Then again, she would wonder what had happened which merited that sort of terrible result, hoping she could steer clear of a similar fate.



The first store Tempest headed for is where she could buy components needed to design and properly weight her lightsaber hilts. She has three now and this absolutely delighted her. She wanted them to match, and each to have an enamel painted etching of Hello Kitty!