Public Yavin 4: Echoes of the Enclave

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Yavin 4: Echoes of the Enclave
A frightened world calls for help! Deep within the jungles of Yavin 4, a revered Jedi enclave has fallen mysteriously silent. Whispers speak of spectral figures in the ancient Massassi temples and forbidden teachings resurfacing from the past. With no survivors found and the Force itself uneasy, a Jedi is sent to investigate—but not all echoes are of the living…

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[Katarine Ryiah]

Location: Aboard Jedi Vessel (others can be here too)
Objective: Travel to Yavin 4
Tags: Open to Jedi & Allies


Jedi Master Katarine Ryiah sat in quiet contemplation aboard the sleek Jedi vessel as it sped through hyperspace toward the distant jungle moon of Yavin 4. The journey should have felt like any other mission, but the unsettling disturbance in the Force gnawed at her senses, refusing to be ignored. A Jedi enclave had gone silent there, its once steady presence now swallowed by an eerie void. Katarine's sharp instincts and years of experience told her that something was terribly wrong. The balance of the Force, once so calm, now seemed clouded with an unfamiliar darkness. As the stars stretched into elongated lines around the vessel, she closed her eyes, reaching out to connect with the energy surrounding her. The feeling deepened—something was waiting. Something was about to unfold. She couldn't shake the foreboding sense that whatever had happened to the enclave was just the beginning of a far greater disturbance in the galaxy.

She opened her deep green eyes and searched the faces of the Jedi who were with her, wondering if they felt the same sensation as she did.

 

[Gem-in-Trash]

Gem-in-Trash had hoped for missions, training, and responsibilities, but she regretted a few of the obligations that came with them. First and foremost was the fact she had to wear her accursed robes all the time while putting her best paw forward. Sure, she had a reputation as a troublemaker, but she wanted to be known as a troublemaker that could be relied upon.

She'd never liked wearing robes, though. Worse, they were practicing meditation, which was a particularly difficult thing for her to do. Gem-in-Trash was constantly restless and playful, full of energy that made her want to run and Skimboard and climb and hunt, and they just wanted her to sit here and do nothing. The worst part was that she knew that they could tell she was restless, thinking about anything BUT the mission because she wore her emotions so close to the surface, and surely someone was thinking, 'Gee, that Padawan there is really letting these robes and meditation get to her right now, she needs to better control her emotions. Hey, Gem! Control your emotions!'

And then they'd proceed to not tell her how to do that.

Gem took a deep breath. Okay. She got that out of her system. Time to actually focus on meditating. Focus. On. The Force. The Mission. Something. About a Temple. Why did they bring her to an old Jedi Temple? Other than the fact she had volunteered for it?

Because Gem-in-Trash had spent much of her Younglinghood traveling the Galaxy with her mother, studying ancient Jedi ruins. That's why she was a good pick for this. Gem, without ever making it her focus, had ended up being remarkably well versed in the subject. That was why she'd been picked.

That, and she had volunteered.

Gem started thinking about all the things she knew about Yavin IV. Once a Sith Temple, then used by the Rebellion, then used as a Jedi Academy under the founder of the New Jedi Order, Luke Skywalker.

She started to think of all the things that she knew about the temple, and the things she would guess about the temple. Modifications, layout, history, clues, that sort of thing. Oh! She could compile a report to brief everyone about the temple ahead of time, to help prep everyone for the mission!

Are we still meditating?

Gem opened one eye and scanned the room. She saw Master Katarine Ryiah looking around the room, too, and Gem quickly shut her eyes, hoping that she hadn't been caught.

Dang robes are still too big...

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The closer they came to Yavin 4, the more uneasy the Force became. It wasn't loud, but it pressed in slowly, like a rising chill beneath the skin. What had once felt like a ripple now felt like a tide, dark and growing. It didn't bode well.
Gem-in-Trash Katarine Ryiah

 

[Tilon Quill]

Tilon opened his eyes and found Katarine Ryiah — legendary Jedi Master — and Gem-in-Trash — Padawan archaeologist — already looking around the small group of Jedi who'd been meditating.

"For my part," he said, despite embarrassment, "I didn't get any clear sense of what's ahead."

Not the worst failing for a Jedi Knight, but then again he'd have liked to contribute more. At least Yavin Four would have that legendary biodiversity, thousands of plant species to experience. He'd been reading a Yavin System botany book before they started meditating. Come landfall, if their problem had a botanical component, then he'd have a contribution. That or translation. The rare skill to acquire or instil language had served him very well as a long expedition's comms officer, and Yavin was, after all, a place with many heritages, from the Massassi to the Rekalis to the first Rebel Alliance.

On the other hand, being poor or just behind at so many other Jedi skills, even traditional fundamentals like meditation — those were usually private embarrassments. This wasn't. He felt it maybe more keenly than he should have, he figured.

But on the other hand, maybe this...anxiety was instinct at work. Maybe the Force was trying to tell him something and he was just misinterpreting it through his own issues. If so, how could he tell one way or the other?

Unsettled, he stood and went over to the nearest porthole to watch hyperspace sizzle past. He had a touch of hyper-rapture, he figured, after spending so long in hyperspace on past voyages.

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