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To the beginning.

Each mvoe of Vulpesen and Ace was well coordinated and done as they stared into each other's eyes. This game was different for them. Any man could hide his mind and his intentions. But what happened when the minds were linked? What happened when you could read their every thought and they yours. It was the ultimate game of skill to win when there were no secrets to keep. "Stalemate so far." He moved a piece forward, making a double fork as both sides had a peiece pinned by the opponent. "You're move."
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

She smiled and took a seat to watch them play while she sat there, her eyes scanning over them as she sat there. She really had never played the game so she didn't know how they played, but she did smile as she watched them, hiding the confusion under interest.
 
Vulpesen grinned as he watched Ace focus on taking his piece, getting rid of it in a single moment. "Good... one problem though." He clicked a button and Ace found himself at a loss as his Mantellian Savrip was taken from play, killed in a moment of pure joy for Vulpesen. "You focused a bit too much on my worry and fear." He had intentionally let those thoughts occupy his mind, something he had learned to do with these games, and now he was happy to see it pay off.

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

She simply watched them play, curiously as she watched Vulpesen trick Ace. "Does that mean you win?" She looked at Vulp, her words showing she had no idea what had just happened, though an interest filling her up completely at what she saw. Curious as to how things just changed on Ace and if that meant Vulpesen had won.
 
He shrugged and continued with the game of holochess, Ace's tail flicking madly as he tried to compensate for his mistake. "Not yet, but judging by the racing plans in my friend's mind, I'd hate to say that I'm on the fast track to success." The game then went on with Vulpesen unable to stop from smiling while Ace growled in annoyance.

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

Alexandra shrugged and left them to head to the cockpit and shouted back at Vulpesen. "By the way, do you guys know how long you have been playing that game?" She looked at the console, smiling as she watched the timer count down. "Ill give you a hint, it comes after five, and its not minutes."
 
Vulpesen's eyes widened and he turned his head towards Alexandra. "No way in hell. Damn, shoulda known. Sometimes we play for days and just go around the board." He turned to Ace and started to shut off the board before walking to Alexandra. "I'll continue beating you on the way home, or when we have some spare time." Of course, such words got a snide comment from Ace about him being the real winner and that he already knew that Vulpesen wouldn't be spending his free time with him across a dejarik board. "Hey, can ya blame me?" He put on a wide grin and wrapped an arm around Alexandra before kissing her. After a few seconds of enjoying the moment, he turned his head to see his ship leave the hyperspace tunnel.

Through the view port, Vulpesen found a sight that took his breath away. A beautiful planet, filled with mountains, oceans, deserts, and forests (LOTS of forests). A diverse planet and a picture of beauty, he could hardly believe it and he suddenly couldn't wait to reach it. "Ladies and gentledogs, I give you the lost planet of Veradune!"

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

She smiled as she looked at the forest... the fast approaching forest as she realized no one had a hand on the controls. "Uh Vulps." She dipped her head towards the console, and more importantly the flight controls as she looked at the planet coming closer. "One of you going to fly the ship or we just going to stare at the planet until we crash into it?"
 
He looked over and let out a small laugh. "Well, I always did enjoy making an entrance, and that certainly would make a statement." Despite his words, he still sat down into the seat and placed his hands on the controls, already searching for a place to land. Even if he did enjoy making a show, he'd much rather do that without killing himself, or Alexandra.

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

She smiled as they approached the planet, looking for any signs of cities down below them, not seeing a single one. "Where are your people then Vulps?" She continued to search, unsure if she was just missing it, unsure if they were still on their planet... wondering if someone might shoot them down soon.
 
He shrugged and set the ship down in a small clearing. "Lost planet remember? Don't think they'd shoot right away, but I wouldn't expect open arms either." As his ship touched the ground, he called Ace to is shoulder and reached by the condole, picking his saber up and hiding it in his robes. He really hoped it wouldn't be necessary, but one could never be sure. "Alright Alex, show time." And with that, he started towards the ramp. What he would meet, he wasn't sure and to be honest, he was shivering in his boots at the thought. A lost culture, and something he belonged to And he was about to discover it, and find his lost heritage.

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

"I swear, if i get shot im blaming it on you Torrevaso..." She smiled and had on her armor now, having put it on during their decent, with her armor came her grey cloak from the order, the bag full or research equipment, to which she itched to study the trees around her to see if they were like on Alderaan. For weapons she carried her normal loadout, a pistol, her dauntless blade, her sabers, and an assortment of grenades she might need, the latter on this list hidden in her cloak and her dauntless blade sheathed over her shoulder, just barely in sight as it nudged the cloak a bit from her back. The only thing she wore that had been on before they had landed, was the neckless with the rainbow gem that (Her and Vulpesen both not knowing that it did) contained her memories of the force.
 
He looked at the entrance of the ship and let out a heavy sigh. A moment that could change his life. Everything turned sideways in an instant. All just outside that hold was a new world and one he just couldn't quite wait to see. "Alright Ace, lets see what we're dealing with." A moment later, the rammp started lowering and Vulpesen's hand drifted closer to his saber. Please don't be necessary, please don't be necessary. As it finally dropped, Vulpesen nearly jumped at the sight. five tailed men stood before him with spears in hand, though not quite threatening, the message was obvious. No sudden movements. "Well Alex, seems we made it just in time to the party."
[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

"If i die, you are going to be haunted for the rest of your life and then even as you die ill haunt you..." She smiled at him and grinned wider. "Dont worry, i think i can reason with them..." She walked out slowly, her hands in the air. "We come in piece, take us to your leader." She knew she could defend herself if they attacked, so she had no worry of being wounded, so why not mess around with fox face behind her.
 
He let out a small laugh and watched as she walked to the Zorrens. Their spears stayed up, but there was still a calmness as they remained quiet despite her actions. Perhaps a merchant's touch. "Vulpesen Torrevaso, would any of you happen to speak basic?" He kept his voice calm and collected a she stepped forward, motioning to himself then the others. On the words of his last name, there was a slightly noticeable intake of breath and he soon found the tip of a spear positioning itself at his throat. He froze. Not a move, this one had him beat at the moment and he prayed to the force that he wasn't gonna be killed before he even knew what was happening. "Sucara vereg norn Zorren, rak Toorevaso eh si?" He looked into the man's golden eyes and let out a small sigh. Ok, it was a question, he knew that much. After thinking for a moment, he started rattling off different languages, hoping one of the names would stick. He knew quite a few, but this wasn't one of him. Language barriers for Vulpesen were rare, but when they happened, they were just plain out annoying.

For several seconds, he spoke in different languages, asking if they spoke it. He was about to give up too until an older Zorren stepped forward, pushing his comraes lightly to the side. "I am Berek Ilaren. You say that you are known as Vulpesen Torrevaso. I know that name. Where do you come from?" Ok, so basic. Though, his accent was somewhat difficult to understand as it came out as a growl. "Our of town I guess. Though might I ask what you mean by knowing my name?" That particular part made the Vulpesen a bit nervous. As a jedi, he would be unworried, but now as a sith, Vulpesen didn't exactly hold a spotless reputation. Though, his fears would be assuaged by the next words form the elder. "It is the clan name of our leader. Before our fall that is."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

Alexandra's hand had shot to her blade the moment the one had had its spear at Vulp's throat, same thing happened to her though, only this time the last two had her at their tips. "Well Kark..." Her smile hadn't disappeared though, and she was fully ready until she heard someone speak basic. Watching the interaction she took her hand off her blade and looked at the two with their spears at her throat and rose a brow, reaching up slowly and pushing one of the spears to the side before walking over to Vulps and his friend. "And who is this Vulps, and whats this about a clan being destroyed?"
 
Vulpesen's eyes widened, part in relief, part in amazement that his father had apparently been a bit more than your average man. "No idea, but I'm sure he can tell us." He turned to face the elder who waved his hand to the others, a signal to lower their weapons. "We are the Tenevi Resistance. You see, it was not a clan that was destroyed, but our government. Your father was the leader of the rebellion who sought to take back our planet from the bandits who keep us from reforming. Most of our kind, including him have been exiled from the planet. Now, it seems that we've been favored by the force in your return."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

"Was the leader? Does that mean he is no longer here or he is dead?" She rose a brow as what she had just heard, and even looked now at them with a bit of curiosity, the bit that made her who she was and even now her brain recorded the information. "Who are these invaders, how many, what are they doing here, and are they slavers?" She tensed her fingers around her blade subconsciously at the sound of the word in her ears. "Or are they Sith, or a occult group, looking to enslave you as their subjects?"
 
"No, no, simply exiled, though I suppose my earlier statement wasn't entirely accurate. You see, despite the exile, he and Carliah managed to stay in the system and now, they are the leaders of our rebellion. The invaders, as you put them, are bandits and outcasts, those not of pure blood, or any zorren heritage at all. Granted, there were some who used the title of high zorren a bit too enthusiastically, but the reaction was far too extreme. The men who have taken Veradune for the past four hundred years are of many species with only a few common interests, greed, bloodlust, and a hate for our kind being highest among them." There was certainly a pain in the man's voice as he talked and Vulpesen couldn't help the rage he felt boiling under his skin. "How can we help?"

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

She listened and simply looked at Vulpesen as she sighed. Always looking to be the good guy, it was his people though so it made sense. "I guess im a part of this now, cant avoid it with how things are going for me anyways... uh Vulps, i might need to tell you something later though, was kinda hoping it would be a bit calmer before i told you what i want to."
 

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