Hell Follows Her
The Jedi Shadows. A sect of the Jedi that only a select few had even heard of, and even fewer than that were able to claim membership. Regarded by most as the elite of the Order, they were a group only spoken about in whispers or hushed tones. None knew of their true identities, thus allowing them to operate under the utmost secrecy with as few interferences as possible. To even be considered for joining was an honor.
It was this same faction that Syala had set out to at the very least learn more about, if not join herself. Certainly this was a daunting task for any Jedi, let alone a mere Padawan. But, while not overconfident in her skill, she was assured enough that she would have a chance. If not, there was nothing lost, only experience gained. In a nutshell it was a win-win scenario, and one she didn't intend to pass up.
But today she wouldn't be meeting with any of the members, as far as she was aware. Instead it would be merely a talk with Master Sinopi on the finer points of what was required, in order to prepare her for what would come, should she choose to pursue such a path. It wasn't an easy choice, then again, the most important ones never were simple. This would possibly decide her entire future as a Jedi.
Where this talk would take place was the gardens of the Silver Temple on Voss, a lush, serene place filled with beautifully exotic plants of every variety. Silently she waited, sitting cross-legged in a small clearing, meditating with her hands in her lap. This was a time for deep thought and reflection, and she was in the perfect place to do so. Only a matter of time.
[member="Coci Sinopi"]
It was this same faction that Syala had set out to at the very least learn more about, if not join herself. Certainly this was a daunting task for any Jedi, let alone a mere Padawan. But, while not overconfident in her skill, she was assured enough that she would have a chance. If not, there was nothing lost, only experience gained. In a nutshell it was a win-win scenario, and one she didn't intend to pass up.
But today she wouldn't be meeting with any of the members, as far as she was aware. Instead it would be merely a talk with Master Sinopi on the finer points of what was required, in order to prepare her for what would come, should she choose to pursue such a path. It wasn't an easy choice, then again, the most important ones never were simple. This would possibly decide her entire future as a Jedi.
Where this talk would take place was the gardens of the Silver Temple on Voss, a lush, serene place filled with beautifully exotic plants of every variety. Silently she waited, sitting cross-legged in a small clearing, meditating with her hands in her lap. This was a time for deep thought and reflection, and she was in the perfect place to do so. Only a matter of time.
[member="Coci Sinopi"]