L O S T
Long before the Je'daii regrouped on Teth, a foothold was created on a previously uncharted world in Wild Space. These forefathers of the Order settled upon the world they would later dub Aurum, after the ancient city on Tython, and hidden within the great Northern Mountains they formed an enclave from which to conduct their training.
In time the Je'daii fell apart, some scattered into the Galaxy at large, many remained on Aurum, and some even continued to reside within the cavernous enclave they had come to call home. All of that changed when the Vong attacked; they targeted the greatest hub of activity the world knew, the City of Azar which had been founded by a darksider, and ransacked the Je'daii Enclave and the crystal caves which lay close by.
Countless Je'daii were brutally murdered in the attack, and the world fell silent even with the best efforts of other outside influences which likewise fell to the wayside. Those who remained were without technology, without communications, or a way off world. Since that time they have lingered alone, building what they can with the memories of the fierce assaults still etched into their minds, and conveyed to their young.
Now comes the time to rejuvenate this most sacred of worlds, a land where prosperity and freedom had intended to be forged. The Je'daii are going home, if only for a short time, and what lies in wait is a far cry from what they left behind.
Will you aid the world our Order brought to the Galaxy?
She had seen countless worlds, all throughout the Galaxy. Core Worlds, Outer Rim Worlds, Wild Worlds, she had experienced life on the Tingel Arm, and seen the oddities on display within Hutt Space. Yet never had Asha ever been to Aurum. Odd, given her Je'daii roots. She had been raised within the Order, told of all they had achieved, she knew of the backwater planet, of the Je'daii who had founded it. One of them had been her namesake, Asha Seren, the woman who had trained her Father and shown him a similar path.The very notion of stepping foot on such a monumental world was a little nerve racking. She had heard stories of its beauty, of the strange creatures which resided within its jungles, and she longed to see it, all of it, for herself. They had journeyed for what easily could have been weeks, it was difficult to keep track of time in space, and only now did the luscious world come into view below. The perfect mix of blue and green.
Turning her head, Asha glanced upon those who were likewise eagerly awaiting the descent. Little [member='Sobaan Palle'] stood beside [member='Jyn Sol'], holding her hand as always as the viewing port lit up with the majesty of Aurum. Kyra was fussing over her Kusak, a strange hound which seemed at ease even in the vacuum of space. The Archivist had graced them with his presence today, the Ithorian had mostly kept to himself until this point but the prospect of seeing the foundations for their modern day Order were too much to pass up.
Asha had a sneaking suspicion he was hoping that some of the archives lay in tact. She couldn't blame him, knowledge was important especially for an Order as fragmented as theirs.
Countless others were around too, off in the bunks or mess hall, some piloting the ship, others studying up on what little the greater Galaxy knew of the world. There had been talk of planetary takeovers that were no longer functioning, at least the powers mentioned were no longer present; Asha hoped that the world hadn't changed too much, she enjoyed the idea of walking the same path as their ancestors.
"Two minutes until descent, find your seats."
Her gaze lifted to the comms which had blared the update, and without much consideration she found her seat and buckled in. Glancing to her friend, Jyn, and smiling to the young boy who was never far from her side, she gestured them over. There were plenty of seats, after all. Enough for everyone.