Dune Rhur
Freedon's Nadds
Ession had been an unusual choice for a Jedi temple. An industrial world full of inorganic components was not the ideal hub of the Force. But here it was all the same. Here was Dune Rhur.
A Jedi was more than just a strong arm and a lightsaber. He or she was a servant of the Light. The Light called for mercy and to aid those in need. Thus it was fitting for a former Jedi temple to house refugees.
He circulated among those beings here in the temple. Dune offered healing to those who needed it. Physical but more often it was emotional and mental.
To be displaced from one's home was traumatic beyond what most would ever know. He spoke words of comfort to them to help mend mind as well as administering the healing aspects of the Light when needed for the body. He gave medicines of mundane nature too. He was a practical Bith.
To that end he knew the trust healing would take more time. The healing of the soul. But he was patient and he knew the Force would guide him. He didn't know how much so this particular day....
A Jedi was more than just a strong arm and a lightsaber. He or she was a servant of the Light. The Light called for mercy and to aid those in need. Thus it was fitting for a former Jedi temple to house refugees.
He circulated among those beings here in the temple. Dune offered healing to those who needed it. Physical but more often it was emotional and mental.
To be displaced from one's home was traumatic beyond what most would ever know. He spoke words of comfort to them to help mend mind as well as administering the healing aspects of the Light when needed for the body. He gave medicines of mundane nature too. He was a practical Bith.
To that end he knew the trust healing would take more time. The healing of the soul. But he was patient and he knew the Force would guide him. He didn't know how much so this particular day....