Aboard the Gnost Dural
Kian knelt on a soft, round mat in the center of the room. This was his own personnel meditation chamber attached to his small, modest room on the top floor of the Gnost Dural. It was a round room with large, octagonal view-ports facing out into space. Taking in another deep breath, Kian opened his eyes and glanced out into space as the streaking lines shifted and suddenly stars were visible out in the blackness. Rising to his feet, Kian threw his dark grey outer cloak over his shoulders and stepped into his room, snapping his antiox mask and goggles into place before exiting.
Kian's quarters weren't far from the conference room, but he still had time to think as he went. Kian new very little about the Silver Jedi Order. He had crossed path with several of them throughout his time with the Jedi, but his focus had always been so focused on collecting what information he could against the threat of the Sith that he'd never really had an opportunity to get to know any of the Jedi from other Orders.
This conclave would change that.
Kian had offered up the Gnost Dural, due to the fact that it was mobile and it was secure, as an ideal meeting place for this conclave and had set-off for Felucian space as soon as the others had agreed. Walking into the conference room, Kian settled down at the round table and activated the console in front of him sending out his coordinates to the list of Jedi who had stated they would be in attendance.
Kian new, of course, Corvus Raaf, Seraphina Shel'tah, and Kana Truden who served with him in the Galactic Republic, but he had only ever met Thurion Heavenshield and Coci Heavenshield, Thurian's wife, in passing. Whoever else they would be bringing was unknown to him.
"Send a message out to Grandmaster Raaf." Kian said activating his personnel comm unit and dialing in to Soli Baris, "let her know that we've arrived and are ready for the meeting." Kian didn't wait to hear the acknowledgement but settled back in his chair and glanced around the empty room that would hopefully soon be full by some of the greatest the Jedi Orders had to offer. As he closed his eyes and waited he couldn't help but allow his mind to wander back to Empress Teta and the valiant rescue he'd had at the hands of a Silver Jedi. When years later he'd heard that the Jedi had died, Kian had chided himself for not getting to know the man who had saved him. Perhaps now was his chance to make amends by befriending those of his Order.