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Jedi Temple hangars, Coruscant
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Jedi Knight Kuln Ozu, a Kel Dor, had always held a traditionally different view of the Galactic Republic but the defeats at Kashyyyk and the subsequent Declaration of the New Order had furthered those beliefs. Kel Dor were traditionally peaceful beings, they often looked inward and in quiet reflection of the Force; Ozu had those traits but he also believed that the Jedi should be stalwart protectors of the Galaxy and not sit idly by as war, famine and destruction overcame the Galaxy. He was particularly cross at the idea of the Galactic Empire which had been fermented from within the Galactic Republic itself; most notably at the top: former Supreme Chancellor Sheev Palpatine. Ozu loaded a munitions container onto a pallet with the Force. His focus was unbroken as he assisted a number of droids and sentient loaders outside of the Jedi Temple.

Kuln had yearned for a new Republic, a different Republic and a different, new Jedi Order for what they had now. Ozu had perhaps been a little on edge since the loss of his Padawan, a human female named Airal Beren during the Battle of Kashyyyk in which he arrived a little later than usual to.
 
Jedi Knight Syala Brastee roamed the temple corridors without objective or purpose. She was trying to preserve every ounce of serenity she had cultivated while on retreat with her padawan, Amara Desal. She had always considered the temple on Coruscant to be her home, but the family within was far more political and opinionated than the family on Dantooine. Monkish, she hid beneath her white robe, her cowl pulled low across her brow, wishing to avoid the latest conspiracy, rumor, or philosophical scandal which might seek her opinion. She knew which of her brothers and sisters to avoid, and instinctively took detours to avoid entrapment.

Syala was unsure how much time had elapsed as he strolled into the hangar bay. She maintained her monkish disposition, fully aware that non-Jedi would leave her in peace. In the distance, she caught sight of one of her own. The Kel Dor male had also focused his energy on practical tasks, far less stressful than the existential conversations taking place deeper within the temple. She treasured the tranquil vibrations emanating from him; likely the balance of rote action and deep thought.

"Peace and serenity," Syala greeted in whispered tones.
 


Jedi Knight Kylar Thrane strode swiftly from the Temple's primary communication hub, reflecting on the recent intel updates he had received and the orders he had given. His mind was a whirlwind........so much was transpiring.........so many moving pieces on the galactic board........

The Imperial-centrists had declared their own Empire and taken multiple star systems with them further shattering the Galactic Republic, though galactic might have been an exaggeration at this point. Beyond the Southern reaches joining this new empire, there were disturbing reports of Jedi-like agents causing havoc and subterfuge throughout the new Imperial holdings. Being the case with the multiple Jedi Knights recently reported missing, Kylar had begun to wonder if those "missing" had fallen to the allure of power offered by Tarkin and his dark master.

Then on their Northern and Western flanks was the Confederacy. Their foes in this drawn out Clone War had re-grouped from their battered victory on Kashyyyk and was pushing new advances on Kalee along with edging further down the Perlemian Trade Route and infringing on the Corellian Trade Spire. Truly, Count Dooku's dark Acolytes were still abroad with General Grevious now firmly at their helm preparing for renewed offenses. A sad tale for more fallen knights from their Order.........so many lost to the war, and also so many turned against them as new enemies.

Yet........Hope remains.............

His elite 58th Airborne were recovering from their latest honor incurred wounds, and had yet more recruits from liberated worlds eager to train and join their ranks. His Drexl Raiders had pierced behind CIS lines to successfully weaken the enemy supply lines and begin the slow rumble which would be the avalanche to undermine the CIS war-machine. His goal was to create new avenues for peace beyond pure conquest, while strengthening the position of the Order.
He sensed the CIS was not as solidified as many believed. Many CIS worlds desired the outcome they had wanted all along, to have free unrestricted trade and to make alliances/decisions as they saw fit without the begrudging oversight of the Senate. If Jedi envoys were sent out in earnest, perhaps peace could be established with individual worlds.

And the greatest boon of all, was Grand-Master Bela Khess' blessing to proceed with her vision for a new Jedi Order.........one unbound by the shackles of politicians and the stench of corruption in the Senate. The Order would return to its roots, its true calling, to serve all sentients across the stars in protection from persecution. Thus was the true role of the Jedi Knights. And they would re-forge the Republic......a return to its foundations and strengths.

Kylar's in-depth thinking betrayed him as he rounded the hallway corner to nearly knock over a padwan, only gripping them with the Force at last second before they fell. "Ah, my apologies young sister. I was lost in thought and hurrying without heed. Please forgive my abruptness." The young Mirialan blushed slightly and gave an approving nod, before hurrying off to her classes. As Kylar watched her leave, he thought to himself, "so many of the Jedi are now just children, still learning how to tap into their potential, while our elders are near spent by casualties of numerous conflicts over the years........leaving a bare few seasoned knights to carry on our duties". He rubbed his forehead with frustration to chase away the stress headache that was developing. "But with Bela Khess' blessing, the Order can be re-born. It has already begun, I just need more Knights to step forth to fulfill our role. We have direct support now from multiple Republic worlds, and I more will follow suit once they realize the true state of the galaxy."

He entered the hanger to find few Jedi and various Temple personnel busy with their daily tasks. He saw his heavy Crescent X-9 being refueled, its large frame dwarfing the smaller Eta and Delta model starfighters typical of the Order.
"Well, I did want to bring change," he chuckled to hismelf. Beyond his combat ship, the new fleet of the Jedi was proceeding well ahead of schedule, thanks to skill of the Corellian and Alderanni shipwrights. Soon his brother and sister knights would be able to travel wherever and whenever they were needed to assist others, be it on diplomatic and humanitarian aid missions, or direct military engagements. Now he just needed more knights to take up the mantle of these roles.

He spotted two Knights having a conversation of to his left and walked to join them. "Good morning Jedi", he said with a slight bow.

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Reaching out with his feelings, the Padawan touched the ethereal ocean of endless light that was the Force, letting it flood into his very soul and fill him with its healing energies. The exercise calmed the Mirialan down, enabling him to gently release his turbulent emotions into the Sea of Light. He still felt the void in his heart left after his connection with his Master had been cut upon his death, and he knew it was dangerous to nurture that void. Anger and loss was a path to the Dark Side, his Master had taught him.

... yet.

Shaking his head, Simka's chest rose and fell as he resumed his connection to the Light. That connection brought him peace, and that lessened his burdens. Were it not for the Light, Simka knew he would've lost himself to his grief long ago...

Opening his blue eyes, the purple-skinned Mirialan stared out across the Temple Grounds as he resumed his trek across. The Coruscant Temple had been his home since he was an infant, and yet, there was something about this place that just wasn't the same. Master Kolar, Master Unduli, Master Kenobi, Master Skywalker, Master Windu... Master Yoda of all people. Barris, Ahsoka, Caleb, Karra... So many people he had looked up to or was attached to, people that were the foundation of the Temple itself, were all gone. It felt as if he was standing in the ruins of an ancient monument, even though everything was still pretty much in working order.

Consumed in thoughts, the Jedi apprentice would inevitably find his feet carrying him to the hangars. He noticed a group of three - Knights, his seniors - standing in one corner and conversing among themselves. Caught off guard for a bit, Simka nonetheless composed himself and gave a short bow.

"Peace and serenity, Masters."

Thinking he wouldn't have much to contribute to conversation between Knights, Simka would then raise his head and begin to walk away from them...
 
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Cassus strode from the temple training room, right after a training session with fellow Knights. Training always calmed Cassus down, and these few days, the Jedi Knight had a reason to stay calm these days. The war was impacting the Jedi order more then they anticipated. So many of Cassus's brothers and sisters have died, the war had a dire cost on the galaxy.

Deep in thought, he hadn't even realized where he was, he had ended up in the temple hanger where several Masters, Knights, and Padawan's alike we're having conversations. One specifically caught his eye, a conversation held between 3 Knights, one specifically, was Jedi Knight Kylar Thrane. He proceeded to approach them, then paused as he watched a purple Mirialan Padawan approached them, curious, Cassus thought he recognized the Padawan, or at least his Master, unsure though, he continued on his way to the three Knights, nodding to the Padawan in recognition, he approached them.
 
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Closer now to the Jedi he had hailed, Kylar properly caught saw the face of the woman before him. "My apologies, I did not recognize you from across the hanger because of your hood. It is an honor Knight Syala Brastee." Kylar bowed again before, as one does before a noble. "I was greatly pleased when the Winter Conclave chose you to sit on the Jedi Council. Finally, the Knights will have a proper voice in meetings, as I feel in years past that some of our Masters were too distant from the day-to-day struggles of our Order. I have no doubt you will help our new Council stay in reality."

"Kuln Ozu, I presume? I pleasure to have more Kel Dor within our ranks. The loss of Master Plo Koon still weighs upon my heart, but I believe there is much we can do to honor him and his visions for our Order. I think our new Grand-Master also shares in a similar vision, where the Jedi Knights truly return to our role as protectors across galaxy, and not just policemen for the Senate."

Kylar paused for a moment, as he caught the sight of Knight Valorous in the corner of his eye. He had known his family growing up on Alderaan but had only spent little time with him here in the Jedi Order. Regardless, he was glad for the company of another Alderaani. "Valorous!", Kylar shouted across the hanger while waving him over.

Just then a young Mirialan padwan had walked up to their little gathering. Kylar welcomed him with a smile, "Simka, isn't it? Don't be nervous, you are welcome to join us. We are all brothers and sisters here. In fact if you are interested, I was about to discuss a new mission given to me by the Grand-Master and I'm looking for volunteers."

He turned then to face all of the Jedi present. "Master Khess has asked that we form a new Jedi Task Force, one completely designed around the Jedi Order and answers only to the Council. Besides gathering ships, one of our first tasks at hand is a diplomatic mission. The Council desires we re-ignite diplomatic talks when possible with certain Separatist worlds and factions. It may be possible to arrange smaller peace deals with them, which can bring us one step closer to ending this prolonged war. On of the first groups we must approach, the Free Dac Movement. They are a group of Quarren and Mon Cals who have rebelled against the Mon Cala King. They are amazing shipwrights, and provide some of the best warship designs to our enemy. If we can persuade them to a peaceful truce or even a neutral alliance, this could be a huge gain. Are any of you interested?"
 
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Jedi Master Neya Senara entered the hanger in which many of her fellow Jedi had gathered. This was a curious sight, the Jedi rarely gathered this many people, but a specific group of Jedi caught her eye. Jedi Knights Kuln Ozu, Syala Brastee, and Kylar Thrane seemed to be deep in conversation. He could see Knight Valorous walking towards the group, but that wasn't what caught the Nautolans eye, there was a a fifth Jedi, a young Padawan she had heard of, or rather the Padawans master. Padawan Simka, she had heard about the tragedy that has befallen his master, Agen Kola. It was a tragic day the day of his death, him, along with the other Jedi who sacrificed their lives to arrest the Sith Lord Palpatine had served the Order to the end.

As she walked towards the group, Knight Thrane turned to face all the present Jedi, and began his announcement. Naya slowly continued to the group, but listened, it was no secret that Master Khess wished to from a new Task Force. Knight Thrane was still young, yet he had many responsibilities, it was odd, and she suspected he would make it to the rank of Jedi Master soon enough. She stood next to the group as Kylar finished his announcement.
 
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"Greetings Master Senara," Kylar said with a bow, "please join us. We were discussing the renewed mission mandate to diplomatically reach out to Separatist worlds to broker a peaceful solution. One of the first organizations selected is the Free Dac Eng Corp and their Quarren colonies in the Outer Rim. If we could find a way to have them rejoin the Republic or at least make peace with the Mon Calamari, it would a great boon to the war strategy. What are your thoughts?"

He was interested on Master Senara's insight on this delicate mission.
 
"Greetings Knight Thrane" Neya bowed back. "The Quarren have very... hostile views of the Mon Calamari, they are rivals, whether the Mon Calamari want them or not. This will not be an easy task, but I agree it needs to be done. We need more allies in this war, and the Quarren would be a valuable asset. We need skilled diplomats if we are to succeed." Said the Nautolan Master.
 
"And to complicate matters further, there are number of Mon Cals who are also in the ranks of the Separatists who disagree with Dac's monarchy. While bringing one group to our cause, it will be difficult to not alienate our current allies. Nonetheless, this is an honorable goal, to find peace even among our adversaries."

Turning back to the group, Kylar continued, "A Mon Cal within my 58th division has been able to establish contact with his cousin that aligned with the Seps. He is working on arranging a meeting at one of their colonies in the Outer Rim, under a flag of truce. This may be our best opening."

"Master Neya, from your tone, do I infer I can count you in for this mission team? And who else would like to come? This may turn perilous, so having more Jedi at our side would be a tremendous help. Cassus? Kuln? Simka? Syala? You as well?"

He waited for their response. His ship was ready and fueled and could leave immediately.
 
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"Indeed, I shall join this mission. I have spent time with the Mon Calamari and Quarren both, I believe with the right push they will band together, or at least assist us in our time of need." Jedi Master Neya Senara confirmed.
 
Kylar nodded in agreement. "Very well. Gather what you need, and we shall depart shortly. Feel free to join me on my ship", he gestured over to the Ancestral Blade, "or feel free to follow me in your own. I have space enough for all of us."

Turning back to the others, "any more willing to come?"
 
Eventually Gungnir Sunrider would appear, having been hanging back as everyone had begun to seemingly gather, perhaps willed by The Force itself. As Kylar asked if anyone else was willing to join in on the mission, of course the rebellious Sunrider was willing to throw his hat into the mix.

" Of course, you can always count Sunrider in! "

Laughing somewhat aloud to himself he'd remain at a slow pace leaving him behind the ground for the most part. He wasn't a legendary Jedi, but most knew of the Order's wild Sunrider, some considered him a shame to the family name, others thought he was capable despite his...negatives.