Apollosarcher

Star Wars AU: After Knightfall

Checking in.

[Approved] Major Coryn Tynblade

OoC

How long do you usually write?
Several paragraphs sometimes less.

Do you enjoy writing collaborative posts for things like conversations, combat, etc.?
Yes.

Is grammar and depth of writing important to you?
Yes, but I can accept some people have limits.

Are there any writing subjects you particularly enjoy exploring?
Causes of war, politics of the Cold War, and combat against the Empire.

Is there anything you really dislike and want to avoid like the plague?
Fighting other players directly.

Is there something you are uncomfortable with happening to your character?
Death? I mean... Things happen I can accept that, so what happens happens.

Do you have any short-term or long-term goals with this character?
Fight the Sith, defeat the Empire, rescue his daughter, and make the Imperials regret pissing him off.

Republic personnel files

Civilian Attire

Combat Ready

Name: Coryn Tynblade

Species: Human (Chandrilan)

Homeworld: Chandrila

Age: 52

Gender: Male

Military Branch: Republic Special Forces

Rank: Major

Unit: Special Forces Division: Liberty Squad

Designation: Liberty-001

Callsign: Peacemaker

Role/specialization: Anti-Sith combat, Asymmetrical warfare, commando assault tactics, and stealth operations.

Current place of Service: Coruscant

Strategic Information Services Reports

_{Detailed appearance. Imagery insufficient.}

Standing about one point nine meters tall and weighing in at eighty-five kilos. Well muscled with a short beard that seems to show his age just as much as his hair does. The light graying of soft black hair is the telltale sign of a soldier destined to be removed from the front line sooner or later. Along his arms traces of plasma burns, missing hair that never regrew shows the rushed nature of the treatment. Along his chest and back even more scaring some from explosives others from blades or blasters.

He walks rather quietly, his movements have been described as graceful almost like a dancer slipping across the floor. Coryn's impressive size and rather silent demeanor make him an imposing force yet he speaks with surprisingly gentle tone and one of understanding. However once angered he has a rather silent almost radiating anger than is more viewed than heard. Since his daughter's kidnapping Coryn has also been far more prone to violence against even fellow Republic personal since the Sacking of Coruscant.

_{Report on skills and talents, including level of skill.}

Veteran of Great Galactic War: As a twenty year veteran there are few kinds of warfare Coryn has yet to experience or enemies he has yet fought. From Sith Lords to Imperial Agents, his tour of the galaxies battlefields has turned him into a unflinching and unwavering soldier. He is stronger and more well trained than most soldiers as such it takes more than most combat offers to unnerve him, he seems to thrive in a bad scenario proving as hard to kill as they come.

Havoc Squad Veteran: Having once served with the Republic's most famous Commando team since it's early days and survived long enough to choose to transfer out of active combat, Coryn is a rare breed of soldier. His instincts are well tuned, his own combat training and experience set him apart from other soldiers. Often trusting his in intuition he has managed to anticipate and avoid ambushes several times in his life.

Skilled Orator: Coming from the world of Chandrila the home of democracy and open debate and as the child of the Chandrila's sitting Senator he was tutored at a young age to speak before others with grace and style. As such when Coryn speaks soldiers tend to listen, his speeches use language of the barracks and the truth of the life of the enlisted. He is one soldiers will follow because he stands among them, not above them like Senators and politicians, he understands why they fight on a personal level less on the national level.

Good Chef: After leaving military service and settling on Coruscant with his wife, Nephle, they both revealed how little they knew about cooking. As such Coryn studied and practiced constantly soon he found himself enjoying it, making meals for others, putting his knife skills to use for something other than slicing throats. While he's no master chef he knows quite a few recipes and knows how to improvise rather well when certain ingredients are missing.

_{Report on known combat experience, training and weapons training.}

Republic Infantry Veteran: Standard blaster rifle, pistol, and grenade training as well as basic training in CQC. Serving three years and surviving battle that standard training was benefited through real experience in how to keep a unit together and combat enemy forces with the gear issued even if it isn't suited for that combat.

Havoc Squadron Commando: After his three of service and being promoted to Sergeant he was noticed by Elin Garza who was creating the Republic Special Forces. Seeing his skill and believing it could improved upon further she arranged his transfer to serve under infantry squad three-one-six, otherwise known as Havoc Squadron. Pulled from his current service and given a short time to retrain on more advanced gear, he was transferred to service on Alderaan, shortly before the Sith invasion.

Recon and Intelligence Officer: While serving with Havoc Squad he was a forward scout and an interrogator, specializing in making sure prisoners squealed on their allies if they still had a tongue that was. Highly proficient in torture, interrogation, information extraction, and hostile negotiations. He also has experience in decryption of Sith intelligence and how they attempt to acquire intelligence.

Blaster rifle: A skilled marksman preferring well placed short to volume of fire, two decades of combat with blaster rifles have taught him much about to carefully aim and pull the trigger to strike a target. A weapon is only as good as the soldier carrying it, as such Coryn makes blaster rifles a very dangerous weapon to anyone inside of it's range.

Blaster Pistol(s): Usually carrying one but has been know to use two, a Republic soldiers first choice if they can't use a rifle, use a pistol. Well versed and experienced in using the weapon to hold off enemy forces or even to defeat better armed opponents through use of terrain and the weapons smaller size.

Close Quarters Combat: While the basics were covered in training more advanced CQC training was done for the members of Havoc. Seeking out further training and practice what he had already learned Coryn focused on using knife play and his own martial combat experience to advance his ability to engage the enemy without a blaster.

_{Report on role, specialization and responsibilities pertaining to the subject’s military deployment.}

Veteran Republic Officer: A capable leader and capable of forming a plan and adapting on the fly as combat demands, experience in command of larger units and front line smaller assault forces. As an officer Coryn is decisive and proactive in his command and generally trusting his instinct and pushing for training, valuing the lives of his soldiers heavily.

Intelligence Personal: After leaving Special Forces to start a family, Coryn worked in intelligence and logistical support for Special Forces in the field. He was often taking the comm and advising Havoc in the field or relaying new intel they were given and of course performing off the record meetings with Garza on things the Senate didn't need to know. As such he understands both the politics, intel value, and troop cost from both sides of the battlefield.

Enhanced Interrogation Specialist: Is what the Republic calls him when the Senate asks what he does in the field and why he spends time with prisoners. Coryn has even made Sith talk with enough time and a sharp blade, of course he will usually prefer to talk them into working with him, but like with everything else Imperials sometimes need a roughing up to get them to co-operate.

Field Commander: Working as commander of three of the Republic's many special forces units, he commands two front line support units and one blacks op unit. As a Republic grunt who earned his commission and position through merit and skill rather than a Republic military academy he has found himself one of the few veterans to stay with the Republic even through the treaty which many felt betrayed what they had fought for.

_{Detailed notes on political influence and associates.}

Liberty Squad: A special Black Ops unit formed from one of the famed Republic Company that earned a distinguished record. He often commands the squad personally or accompanies them into the field when he can, the unit itself is not as known as other squads but are considered by the Empire to be one of the more dangerous units.

Freedom and Justice Squads: Lesser known squads also formed from the remains of the same company of soldiers, they act as front line units supporting Republic Infantry mostly. These units also act as a way for Liberty to take only the best and most suited soldiers would join Liberty. These units are often in combat or embedded with other units, occasionally see their commanding officer.

General Elin Garza: An old friend and commanding officer of the Republic Special Forces, Garza had joined the war younger and served longer than Coryn. Coryn while not a founding member of the Special Forces like others was one of the first to be brought on board for Havoc Squad. When Coryn moved to Coruscant he became one of Garza's more trusted officers, helping her work outside the rules of the Senate.

Supreme Commander Jace Malcolm: Coryn served under Jace during his time in Havoc and worked as an intelligence adviser for Jace after he left the front to raise his family. He has kept contact but often posted in different locations has left them friendly but distant. However Coryn still views Jace as his commander and as a friend, he'd follow him anywhere and would ask others to do the same.

_{Detailed notes on known rivals and enemies, within and outside the Republic army/navy.}

Senator Rena Tynblade, sworn enemy of the Republic Special Forces in the Senate. Believing they are engaging unlawful and illegal war crimes. Senator Tynblade is also the mother of Coryn and one of the leaders of the Pro-peace and deescalation with the Empire.

_{List and description of other known associates, including subordinates.}

Captain Akysa Jarrde leader of Liberty Squad.

Captain Aurren Crowe leader of Freedom Squad.

Captain Marius Stark leader of Justice Squad.

Lieutenant Nola Korr second of Liberty Squad

Lieutenant D'arial Rosado second of Freedom Squad.

Lieutenant Ilm Rex second of Justice Squad.

_{List of known belongings, including but not limited to planetary surface property, civilian and military vessels, vehicles, weapons, tools.}

Perfectly maintained and cleaned Coruscant high rise apartment, kept perfectly barely ever used.

BT-7 Thunderclap registered as "Eternal Vigilance".

Customized personal blaster rifle with under-slung launcher.

Twin custom heavy blaster pistols.

Encrypted holo-communicator.

Specialized datapad for personal use and receiving intelligence.

_{Psychological evaluation of candidate.}

Major Coryn has shown increased aggression and hostility since the Sacking of Coruscant, where once he had a modicum of belief that the Empire could beaten through hope and hard work. He now treats all Imperials with the same disdain believing that if they are willing to tolerate and enable the world the Sith rule, they deserve everything he would do a Sith. He also seems to be quicker to jump into action rather than use his well known intelligence gathering skills. Worst of intelligence believes he may be using Republic resources and his free time to track down his daughter through SIS contacts and underworld connections.

Coryn has also shown an usual restraint when dealing with younger Imperial soldiers and Sith, especially those that are close to the age his daughter would be. He has also been noted to interact poorly with Jedi, with many claiming he distrusts force users and though he still respects the Jedi the find him rather guarded and careful around them. General Garza did have me note as well that it may just be because like herself, the Major does not believe the Jedi are willing to do what is needed to win the war. On a final note, Coryn has become withdrawn lately, most of his fellow veterans are too distant or dead, with Garza being an exception she does her best to keep him in line though Coryn I believe does need someone to talk too, other than a Republic psychologist.

_{List and description of known and suspected flaws. To be put into restricted database.}

Dislike of force users: Coryn has issues with force users and believes they shouldn't be trusted with command or status in politics. In the field of battle if a Jedi is in the field they should follow orders same as other soldiers. This is possibly related to the number of Sith he has met and from intel leading him to believe that force users in positions of power will always abuse that power.

Vendetta: Coryn's wife died to a Sith, his daughter enslaved and lost among the Empire's countless enslaved population. Family torn apart, Coryn still served though seemed much more distant until recently it came to light he had been burning through leads. Coryn was working his way down the list of people who knew who had taken his daughter or could find out.

Unsanctioned: Coryn often works in unsanctioned or illicit activities against the Sith and Empire working to weaken them and undermine the systems they control. He commits war crimes and has knowledge of these crimes and others committed by the Republic Special Forces. Many in the Senate's pro-peace movement would love proof of Garza's crimes and illegal activities to try and remove her control and get more Senate control over Special Forces.

Unrepentant Crusade: Unlike many Coryn at his core does enjoy the work finding it more a benefit that he gets to do it in the name of saving people and protecting the Republic. To him this is not just war or protecting people, this is stamping out true evil, the Sith are monsters who believe themselves above the rules of those without gifts. He aims to teach them that the force means nothing, power means nothing, they are mortals just the same.

_{Known interests of the candidate.}

Cooking: Coryn loves to prepare meals, often cooks for the unit if he gets a choice even spending time tracking ingredients or new recipes to make. Coryn cooks as it's a skill he learned as a family man and has kept practice hoping one day when the Empire is dismantled he can return to that life.

Republic and military History: Coryn spent much of his youth learning about the history of the Republic as his parents believed he would be a public servant. Of course joining the military at sixteen against the wishes of his mother and father, he found more use in studying military history and tactics.

Diplomacy and politics: In his heart Coryn is still Chandrilan and as such he enjoys debate and discussion over politics or ideals. He even occasionally mutters about trying to become a Senator when the fight is finished, his calm demeanor and usual willingness to listen even if he comes off as gruff is something many of his men appreciate.

_{Major achievements on record.}

Awarded his first Bronze Crescent at age nineteen when Coryn captured one hundred and thirty two Imperial Troopers with the survivors of his platoon helping to escort them away. When they arrived at the Republic one of the officers present asked. "I heard you captured the entire Imperial Army Corporal." Coryn laughed and answered "No sir, just about a hundred and thirty of'em we gotta go back for the rest."

Medal of Valor, awarded for outstanding bravery during the retreat from Balmorra Coryn ensured all other Republic personal and resistance personal had finished their evacuation. Before he joined the last shuttle ensuring the Balmorran's had everything the Republic could spare them to continue the fight. Promoted to sergeant as well.

Second Bronze Crescent awarded after his transfer to the 45th Infantry Division, during which he was assigned to to the command of Lieutenant Elin Garza. During guerrilla action on Bomodon Sergeant Tynblade ascended a still burning and using a heavy repeating blaster to kill an advancing squad while holding off several Imperial vehicles and infantry alone, killing an unknown number. Wounded in the process he retreated and returned with his squad who drove off the enemy before he sought treatment for his wounds.

Chancellor's Service Medal: Coryn was awarded this for service after being wounded being sent home on a Republic medical transport. He was receiving treatment when the vessel came under attack by a Sith Harrower-class Dreadnought, the medical vessel quickly surrendered before it could be damaged. Coryn finding this out from an engineer who was passing by, he and the engineer hid when Imperial forces began boarding. Slipping past the Imperial soldiers the engineer and Coryn sabotaged the reactor disabling it and putting it into a critical state. With the Imperial forces in disarray, Coryn and engineer slipped away medical transport escaping in the chaos, Coryn and the Engineer were both awarded the Chancellor's Service Medal.

_{Major failures on record. Confidential.}

Abandonment of Balmorra: Having served when the Republic still was embattled on Balmorra, Coryn feels responsible each time he has to look at the Republic's people subjugated or rebels slaughtered. Coryn fully believes the Republic needs to recommit to taking Balmorra back and is haunted by thoughts of all those freedom fighters and militia units he once stood beside now alone and fighting an enemy who turns the weapons they make on them.

Badly wounded on Alderaan: During Havoc squads attack on the Imperial forces on Alderaan Coryn was wounded by a Sith. Coryn was among those who fought at Jace Malcolm's side, supporting the assault Coryn rushed towards the enemy using a heavy repeating blaster. Coryn eventually stopped by a Sith who grabbed him with the force and through him through large tree. Thrown threw a nearby tree Corinth had several broken bones, light brain damage, and internal bleeding. Spent nearly a year recovering on Coruscant and moving slowly back to activate assignment.

Death of a Capture target: Coryn's last mission before transitioning out to serving on Coruscant to be with his wife. Involved the capture of a former Republic official who had betrayed the Republic for a sizable control of a planet. When the last hostile went down, he tried to bolt for the door high speed train platform used for cargo shipping. A blaster bolt caught him in the leg and he tumbled onto the tracks. Coryn knew the man had sold his entire planet into slavery for credits, realizing a scum like this wouldn't get a proper trial he allowed the incoming train to do it's work, he never touched the bastard.

Loss of Family: Coryn served during the sacking of Coruscant and lost his wife and daughter, his wife, a Republic doctor was executed during the sacking by a Sith who wanted to kill a Jedi Padawan she was tending too. His daughter who had been at the same hospital was reported to have been carried away as a slave by the Empire.

Interview

_{Personal biography, as detailed by the subject for use in republic archives. Acquired shortly after last achievement of note. Some details may be used for training purposes.}

Doctor Ti'Nali: Hello Major, I see you've been asked by General Garza. Can you tell why you think she asked you to have an evaluation.

Coryn: Due to work related and possibly incorrect use of assets.

Doctor Ti'Nali: I think your trying to down play it, you are trying to find the Sith who took your daughter from you and killed your wife?

Coryn: Maybe I am, it's not that big a problem as far as I see it.

Doctor Ti'Nali: Really? It's self destructive Coryn and the General doesn't want you risking trouble with the Empire to settle a vendetta.

Coryn: The General sanctions-

Coryn is cut off by the doctor

Doctor Ti'Nali: No, you can't talk about that here. More importantly this isn't about the General it's about you, eyes on on you just as much as they are her. You need to get over your emotions and recover from the loss rather than-

Coryn slams a fist on the coffee table, startling the Doctor.

Coryn: My daughter is all I have left, I won't give up on finding her. Never. Whatever the Sith have done, she's my baby girl and I won't stop fighting... The Republic can have my life but they aren't allowed to give up on hers.

Doctor Ti'Nali: The General's not going to be happy about that.

Coryn: Then tell her to court martial me and I'll go do it as independent citizen... I won't give up on her, no matter what hell I go through.

Coryn leaves the room, the automatic report then filed and sent to General Garza for review.

[Approved] Overseer Corinth Genbit

OoC

How long do you usually write?
Several paragraphs sometimes less.

Do you enjoy writing collaborative posts for things like conversations, combat, etc.?
Yes.

Is grammar and depth of writing important to you?
Yes, but I can accept some people have limits.

Are there any writing subjects you particularly enjoy exploring?
Causes of war, politics of the Cold War, and teaching about the history.

Is there anything you really dislike and want to avoid like the plague?
Fighting other players directly.

Is there something you are uncomfortable with happening to your character?
Death? I mean... Things happen I can accept that, so what happens happens.

Do you have any short-term or long-term goals with this character?
Uh... Not really. He lives, he dies, I embrace it all.

Imperial personnel files

Name: Corinth Genbit

Species: Arkanian Offshoot (Sephi)

Homeworld: Arkania

Age: 34

Gender: Male

Rank: Lord (Overseer)

Master: (None currently)

Former master(s): Doesn't remember her name

Apprentice(s): (None, as of yet.)

Sphere of influence: Philosophy

Imperial Intelligence Reports

_{Short description of candidate.}

Standing one point eight meters tall, weighing in at just seventy-five kilograms Corinth does not look as imposing as he truly is. Pale as all Arkanian offshoots are, with snow white hair and piercing blue eyes. While not as muscular as he once was, Corinth has maintained his muscles though his time at the academy has softened him from being perfectly combat ready as he once was. Usually dressing in simple robes of varying colors, preferring to avoid black as he feels it's just too stereotypical of Sith. Usually found with a coffee mug in one hand and one the impressively sized tome on history in the other.

_{Simplified report on known Force techniques and estimated levels.}

As befitting a Lord of the Sith, especially one who has been teaching since finishing his apprenticeship six years ago and assigned as an Overseer, he is very well learned. Extensive study and practice in a handful of techniques with focus on gaining masterful control in certain areas rather than learning many skills. With focus and precision he is talented and well read, what he does not know from first hand experimentation or research, he can quote effects of from his research.

Force Powers List

Breath Control: Intermediate Training

Force Deflection: Expert Talent

Force Fear: Advanced Talent

Force Stealth: Intermediate Training

Force Illusion: Advanced Talent

Detoxify Poison: Intermediate training

Force Speed: Intermediate training

Telekinesis: Expert training

Force Throw: Expert Talent

Telekinetic Defense: Expert training

Force Sense: Intermediate training

Precognition: Expert training

Mind trick: Expert training

Force jump: Expert training

Force Choke: Expert training

Force Lightning: Intermediate training

_{Simplified report on other known skills and estimated levels, including lightsaber training.}

A capable chef, while not often seen on campus on the rare occasion his class manages to live up to his standards and avoid his wrath he will bake treats or cool well made meals to share with his students. Has also been known to cook for his fellow teachers and on occasion bring in homemade treats to share with them. Also heavily enjoys coffee and ensures they keep a stock of it around for brewing to drink.

Active researcher, a topic often ignored by Sith is the study of the Republic history a subject which has given Corinth much of his perspective. His research started focused on understanding and condensing the history of the Republic, it's conflicts, how it fought them, and how several Sith Empires have been defeated. Through this he hopes to teach his students an understanding that the Republic no matter how you belittle it is not a force to take lightly. Overconfident apprentices often become dead apprentices, that isn't a good reflection on the teacher.

Capable teacher, while he can be a bit rough around the edges Corinth is a very capable speaker and able to easily impress with charisma and an impressive way of presenting the history of their age old enemy. As a a teacher he is patient and able to accept question, as a Sith teacher he is perfectly willing to punish students who cause trouble in the classroom or in training.

Shii-Cho duelist, focused completely on one form, Corinth is highly skilled in Shii-cho combat practices this he doesn't lean into anger to attack instead focusing on skills and guidance of his own connection to the force. He focus's on enemy and best to use his skills and abilities to bring them down, taking honed knowledge and trusting his skill in the force he attacks with focus and belief that he can overcome the forms weakness's with his own knowledge.

_{Quick report on political influence, ownerships, associates and rivals.}

While limited in influence as one of the more prominent and skilled Overseers, with one of the lowest death rates of any teacher at the Academy he is favored for instilling a well read mind even in students who would try to avoid it. His teachings are considered very valuable to the academy staff and the fact he accepted the position and remains her with grace is considered a testament to him knowing where his place in the Empire is.

Several Lords and Darths refer to him when seeking apprentices and wanting a talented Sith to point at those who would serve well for their needs. Many of his students especially those he has taken under his wing in the past have come to him often seeking his advice when choosing their first apprentice or seeking a acolytes for their master to take into the field.

_{Psychological evaluation of candidate.}

_{List of uncovered and suspected flaws. To be put into restricted database.}

Lack of ambition to move up or do more within the Sith Empire. It's believed that he actually has no drive to move beyond teaching and would stay here for the remainder of his time.

Selflessness, while not bad for a teacher it is bad for a Sith he is known to spend much time trying to make sure all the students excel rather than letting some fail, this perhaps because he hopes to help those without the fortune of Sith pure blood survive into the Empire, much like how he managed to gain a teaching position.

Lack of conviction Corinth is rarely the first to speak of the greatness of the Empire and usually one to talk about past Sith Empires and their failings. While not outspoken or even really one to go against the grain he simply doesn't seem to talk much about the Empire itself and seems almost uncaring. While he is no fan of the light side or anything he does at least seem different too norms of most Sith but his skill and lack of speaking out means he is no threat to the Empire as long as he continues to serve.

_{Major achievements and failures on record.}

Has trained hundreds of Sith with a ninety-seven percent survival rate, some teachers think he is soft others think is just a masterful teacher inspiring his students who should under perform to rise above and survive.

Has not been able to move beyond the Academy in six years, proving he lacks ambition to attempt to rise above his posting despite possessing skills and growing enough he could have attempted it.

Has written several papers on Republic history and how to avoid the mistakes of previous Sith Lords who failed to take over the Galaxy, criticizing them but also pointing out and highlighting how their current Empire is performing better. He is considered a well regarded expert on history of Republic and wars it has fought.

During his time as an apprentice he once lost several ancient tomes on lightsaber combat written by Sith who were active after they departed the galaxy. He was severely punished by a fellow apprentice since their master was not able to be reached at the time and later simply hadn't cared the tomes were lost she just didn't want anyone else to have them.

Has never taken an apprentice even though he clearly could and would be able to pick from some of the best possible students early on and offer them a position at his side.

Interview

_{Personal biography, as detailed by the candidate for use in imperial archives. Acquired shortly after last achievement of note.}

Born on Arkania to two poor Arkanian offshoots working for an Arkanian Corinth revealed his force sensitivity at the age of ten when his parents boss caught him using the force to pick up logs that were to heavy for the boy to move. Quickly the older man turned in the young boy to the nearest Imperial Forces, Corinth was dragged away from a loving nurturing home to serve the needs of the Imperial forces something he still resents to this day though subconsciously more than knowingly. Training began almost instantly upon his arrival, lacking the strength for Djem So one of the Overseers moved him to learning Shii-cho where thanks to naturally being more in tune to the force he could move forward.

Quickly his skill grew, while often times he advanced his skill and cunning kept him alive in the face of his classmates, teachers, and others who disapproved of not only an alien but one with no Sith pureblood. He found his strength in the force and his studies in ensuring his survival, he would not give anyone the satisfaction of seeing him beg or grovel he would be his own man or die trying. Soon he found himself becoming stronger and stronger, his teachers took notes as other aliens Sith cast out by their classmates came to him for help. They tried to stop that yet no matter what he found himself helping some student cast out learn and grow. His ability to continue and even become more clever in teaching them as time went on impressed some of the teachers.

He would have graduated top of the class, had a Darth not ensured he was pushed further down to glorify their own child to improve their family power base. However the Overseers recommended him to many a Darth and a very influential one soon selected him for her own retinue, assigning him to her research team while she was off studying ancient secrets. The apprentices job was too research and locate lost sights for their master and her resources to be devoted too. For years he served dutiful and even found time to train dueling many of his fellow apprentices and working hard to see themselves promoted and released from their duties to their master.

After an accident involving the destruction of tomes his Master cared nothing for truly and a week or two of torture from a fellow apprentice his Master began to see the end of usefulness... Yet his skills and ability to help others remained of note to Overseers when she she returned to the school she began to select new apprentices, titling those she wished to keep... And Corinth found himself a Lord with a much smaller power base and a request to return and serve as an Overseer in his desk. This was a play to keep someone they felt while talented and useful, could be seditious to others like himself or not qualified enough to truly serve the Empire on the front.

So at surprisingly young age of twenty eight he became a Lord of the Sith and returned to the Academy an Overseer to teach and pass on the impressive amount of knowledge and understanding of life in the Sith Empire to other students. Corinth grew still, retaining a ship a fair amount influence in the sphere of Philosophy, Ancient Knowledge, Expansion and Diplomacy, and Production and Logistics. Gaining himself a ship and enough special resources to carve out a decent supply of materials and knowledge to keep up with the goings on outside of Korriban. Though his position is secure he also occasionally loans this power to help out favored students or fellow teachers, surprisingly generous with his resources yet also very ready to take them back through force if need be.

Well trained and very skilled, Corinth is often challenged or mocked by his fellow Overseers who see him as weak or unfit to be a Sith. Those fellows student or Overseer have found themselves bruised, injured, maimed, or swallowing their blood Corinth is a Sith while he is unconventional and different, it makes him no less Sith than any other who stands at his side.

The Galactic Vices Casino

@Lord Wraith Feel free to join in the fun. I know Jason just wants more people to add to the destruction experience!

The Galactic Vices Casino

The Jedi Knight known as Airus Vel Aath had only just returned to Tython from a long trip to the Republic dig site at Lannik, having helped where he could. Arriving with his Padawan in tow the young Jedi knight was curious of the goings on of Tython of course only minutes after he had landed, he was brought inside by a librarian, yet again he was given a mission. Of course, he gave Miarhi a task to research all Republic records she could find on Lannik while he away.

The situation was quickly explained to the Knight, as he was brought up to speed on what they knew, an auction was to take place on Nar Shaddaa put together by a Hutt, Krembal one of the crime lords of the planet. His casino would host several salvagers, pirates, and thieves who were putting hot items up for sale while this was outside of Republic space the Jedi knew they could not allow one of the items vanish once more. Several stone tablets from the early days of the Jedi that were once a important display piece among the order and widely regarded part of Jedi history they had managed to safe guard for generations.

It was made clear Airus had been requested for this task to hopefully use the credits provided to purchase the item and quietly return them to Tython if not extra steps would need to be taken to secure the safe return of the items. Airus was given permission to ask other Jedi for aid if he felt they could assist in his mission, Airus wasn't sure who he could ask but help sounded like a good idea marching into a den of thieves, murders, and other scum. Though he wanted to ask for help he knew of no one he could turn to on this matter, his lack of connections among the Jedi had come to bite him once again. He wondered silently if his own belief that he should not connect with other Jedi a problem more than a solution, pushing the thought aside he headed for his ship.

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On Nar Shaddaa

Airus had landed a few hours ago, having received the invitation that had been acquired for him, while it didn't list who he was it made sure his name was on the list and he could enter without issue. Enough credits to the right people could get anything done, especially on Nar Shaddaa, the planet was haven for those who needed something. Airus truly believed it was perfect representation of what many systems would be like without the Republic, a haven for criminal a death trap to the poor and a truly horrifying place for anyone with even a shred of morals who dared to look beyond on the surface.

Of course for Airus he only saw what they tried to hide, much like Coruscant below the glitter and money was darkness and depravity, while he could understand some of Coruscant and even work to fix it. Here he could only treat symptoms, here he could do nothing but help who he could and then leave, this planet would not change unless something drastic happened. He could dream of that but in truth with the Hutts controlling this part of space... It was a pipe dream to change anything here until they had lost their power.

Airus walked back towards his bedroom on the ship, Goldie gave a whine at Airus that the opening would be soon as Sparks headed down to engineering. Goldie was a Jedi temple scout droid assigned to help Airus in surveying, of course the utility droid had it's fair share of weapons. Meanwhile Sparks was the ship engineer and helped plot navigation, the two little droids enjoyed the company of the bookish Jedi. Mostly because he never bothered them or thought to clean up their memories, letting them mostly act as the ships crew. Of course the two droids rather enjoyed Airus's company, to them it felt as if the ship was there for them and he was just a passenger who sat in the pilots seat.

Taking a long breath Airus started getting himself ready dressing carefully, he locked his saber hilt's to his belt as he pulled on his heavy brown cloak and pulled the hood up far enough to hide his face. "Sparks! Goldie! Lock up the ship and don't trust anyone who tries to get on board without mentioning my name." He told the droids as he descended the ramp. It was a short taxi ride over to the casino from the Republic dock, one that Airus spent playing .

Slowly Airus neared the casino he could sense the people the clamoring for the chance to enter, Airus flashed his credit chit letting the bouncers know he was here to spend credits. The building was enormous and so sleek, even Airus lacking sight couldn't help but find it impressive as he carefully strode through the ornate halls of the casino. The casino no doubt shown with brilliant lights, of course he couldn't see them and didn't care to, as he passed through the halls he could feel the passion, anger, excitement, disappointment, but somewhere among it he felt one stronger presence more clearly and it's emotion was clear the person was upset, angry, and enraged something terrible had happened, he'd have to find the source when things calmed down.

Right now it was time to blend in, slipping on a pair of glasses on that would hide his bandaged face and prevent unneeded questioning. Ordering a bottle of Corellian whiskey from a passing waitress Airus moved right to the sabacc tables, the pair of tinted glasses could be seen from under the hood, as he lowered it to look far less suspicious at the table. He wore them over a cover of bandages that he'd carefully concealed with his slightly messy red hair. Purchasing a fair amount of chips, Airus smiled at the others players as he focused on the cards around the table. Hundreds of people were moving through emotions flared all around but most were positive it seemed and easy enough to filter it out and focus on just his cards.

The turmoil of emotions and the feelings that coursed through each player, he thought about reading the cards but the aura's and emotions that he could see of the three other gamblers around him, was enough. The round began, it might not be where Airus wanted to spend the night but he could think of worse places to be than taking money from a bunch of pirates and smugglers who didn't deserve it. Sipping his whiskey Airus gave those around him a smile, didn't need to bluff when you could see through everyone like they were nothing. He wondered if he could earn enough credits gambling here to pay for the tablets without the Jedi order footing the bill.

The Galactic Vices Casino

Airus Vel Aath will arrive on a mission to return the lost ancient stone tablets to the Jedi Order.

Star Wars: The Harbor's Due

Airus Vel Aath

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Airus had to take a moment, he was feeling a lot of things and seeing a lot things, a few he was having trouble processing. First was the Deathwatch Commando standing outside the ship with a personal energy shield that shrugged off a turbo laser. How did he know the Deathwatch commando without seeing the pattern of the armor? He knew Deathwatch and fought them, he knew the training and the style of combat. More importantly he could see the weapon choice. Mandalorian to the core, of course the most telling sign was the advanced equipment Mandalorians loved their tech.

Airus then noted the sudden shift in the ship, the engines started without warning and as the ramp closed he was concerned at first but then realized it was being done to aid their escape. Taking a breath as they left he focused on the force, then noted Kabal wasn't present... Nor did he sense the danger the little gremlin usually kept him on alert for. That would warrant further investigation later, for now he focused on Solace as she issued orders, trying to ignore the pain of the nearby agonizing deaths the bounty hunters they had just so thoroughly cooked had been left too.

Airus thought for a moment of asking Solace what he should do next then she shot the two intruders as Airus noted the new arrivals, some he'd seen before some he had not. Either way her orders were clear, so taking a moment to compose himself he figured he would do things in a timely order namely starting with his last given order. Locate the force disturbance, namely who was causing it as he pressed through the hallway moving his staff back and forth like a blind-man navigating a hall. Airus slowly moved towards the crew rooms, passing Natasha as he set a course to look for the girl. The short one, she seemed to be giving off the rather loud sensation of her own force abilities. She was a beacon to others of who exactly was on this ship.

However, stopping in the hallway he noticed a Pantoran one he hadn't met or had any memory of seeing on this ship. While it wasn't clear what exactly had happened, he could tell her distress and pain, he did want to deal with the trouble the force sensitive had caused them but as a doctor he could leave the woman before him like this. So stepping forward Airus spoke to the Pantoran woman leaning on his staff, frowning slightly as he took in what he could of her situation. "Your hurt, rather badly not to mention the emotional trauma... Airus Vel Aath, ship doctor." Explained the Miralukan man as he stood before Alyra.

He could sense the other girl not far away while he wanted to deal with her, generally as a rule doctors treated the most injured first. "Please come with me to the medical bay. I'll administer bacta and painkillers, or rather what he intended to do was use the force to heal her truly. Minor damage like this was much easier to repair with the force and saved them on expensive medical supplies which Airus tried to keep as many of as he could. Extra medical supplies meant when poodoo finally hit the fan Airus would have supplies to keep the crew alive through more serious injuries.

Of course, Airus did forgot that to new people on the ship who didn't truly know him the idea of a blind doctor could be a little off putting to say the least. Airus mentally noted he'd need to bring the woman up to Solace after her treatment so she could find a place on the ship, Airus just hoped it wouldn't be yet another death in the day. He preferred saving lives to taking them when he had a choice on the matter.

[Interest Check & OOC] The Galactic Vices Casino

Checking in as the person helping getting things running and get things going here.

[Approved] Ca'tra Ordo, Mandalorian Ambassador to the Republic.

OoC

How long do you usually write?
Several paragraphs sometimes less.
Do you enjoy writing collaborative posts for things like conversations, combat, etc.?
Yes.
Is grammar and depth of writing important to you?
Yes, but I can accept some people have limits.
Are there any writing subjects you particularly enjoy exploring?
Mandalorian culture, Politics on all sides, Jedi and Mando relations, and Mandalorian identity.
Is there anything you really dislike and want to avoid like the plague?
Mostly long drawn out fight scenes or player against player fights.
Is there something you are uncomfortable with happening to your character?
Death? I mean... Things happen I can accept that, so what happens happens.
Do you have any short-term or long-term goals with this character?
Make friends among the Republic, break the Mandalorians away from Sith Manipulation, create an independent Mandalorian territory, and force the Sith to make apology and pay reparations for causing the Mandalorian Wars.

Mandalorian Tribal Record

Name: Ca'tra Ordo
Species: Mandalorian (Human)
Age: 35
Gender: Female
Clan: Ordo
Specialization: Blaster combat (Pistol, Heavy blaster), swordplay, and negotiations.
Planet of origin: Ordo
Current area of operation: Coruscant

Mandalorian Clan Record

Armored

Out of Armor

_{Detailed description of the warrior.}

Ca'tra Ordo is a fair skinned woman with a muscular build from her youth spent training under her father's tutelage to one day replace him as leader of the clan. Standing at around one point eight meters tall and weighing just around seventy-five kilograms as she would say it's all muscle. The tattoos along her right arm were given to her by her older sister who did them so that they could identify each other remains should they die in battle. Dressed often in her personal armor when out of it she prefers loosing fits or practical clothes, usually wearing that when performing weight training or sparring with a partner.

_{Report on all relevant skills and talents, including level of skill.}

Expert diplomat, an unusual skill for a Mandalorian but Ca'tra was tutored by several former Republic Senators, other major players in Republic space. She also learned the court manners and rules of Imperial culture, once the Imperials returned to known space her mother and father believed it best that she be able to speak and commune with those outside of Mandalore. Rather than sheltering her in tradition they encouraged her to learn and follow her own ways while keeping to her Mandalorian heritage.

Fluent in several languages Galactic Standard Basic, Mando'a, Durese, Miralukese, High Galactic, and Imperial basic. Languages come easily to her and she practices them constantly.

Capable weapon and armor smith, as with all Mandalorians Ca'tra has had to learn to improve her own armor and weapons without help. As such she had upgraded her armor several times before, communication's relay improvement, Beskar armor reforged in her own style, jetpack, Beskad, Kal, vambrace weaponry, and a custom blaster cannon tuned for rate of fire and damage.

Ca'tra Ordo is believed to the next to lead the clan taking over from her father who even in old age has held onto the title of Clan leader fiercely. Clan Ordo is strong willed and is one of the most intact clans having been rebuilt far earlier than the other clans, while they follow the Mandalore they hope to bend the ear of the Mandalorians to hear their ideas and perhaps join them in. Ca'tra training was spared no expensive in learning to talk and convince others, she has studied history of the Jedi Order, the Sith Empire, and Mandalorian people knowing these she wishes to show others the lessons they can learn from their history. Like how the Sith will inevitably turn on them and they may not stay Mandalorian under the rule of the Empire.

_{Report on known combat experience, training and weapons training}

Ca'tra's blaster cannon combat training is second to none, after Canderous Ordo rebuilt Clan Ordo the Clan began to focus on the weapons training for his clan and rearming them for coming conflict. They were warriors with a sworn mission first, mercenaries second. As such the warriors of Clan Ordo learned how to perform suppressing fire, fire while moving, and accurate aim a blaster cannon for maximum effect on enemy units.

Ca'tra personal weapon of choice is her Beskad, a heavy traditional blade of Mandalorian Iron as useful as a club as it is a sword. An understanding of a heavy blade and how to use it while encased in heavy armor which could hamper movement. Even learning how to use her vambrace weaponry and jet pack in a duel to maneuver and survive battles with those who are less armored and more agile.

Blaster pistol training began young just like blaster cannon training, learning to quickly draw and pick targets. Learning to judge maximum range without a helmets heads up display. Marksman ship and vital point targeting were taught as you needed to hit the weak points in the armor. Most importantly depending on that pistol to protect your life when caught in spaces to small for a cannon or in a place where you might not be able to carry one.

_{Opinion on the Neo Crusader movement vs traditional Crusader?}

She leans more Neo Crusader but believes both are wrong. War breeds strength but war should be tempered with a careful selection of opponent, while ensuring they remain armed and skilled enough to beat those opponents. Mandalorians are warriors first but they should also look to the greater stage to protect themselves from becoming pawns in someones else's plan once again. Mandalorians should fight for Mandalorians, not for Sith, not for the Republic, not the Jedi.

_{Detailed notes on common/favored employers and any noteworthy contacts.}

Clan Ordo.

Pirate hunting in Hutt Space.

The destruction of the Blueblood corsairs pirate gang, former inner rim nobles who had gone pirate out of boredom and wanting to simply gain attention. It worked and their parents placed contracts on their heads for them to be brought in alive, ended up being assisted by a Jedi Master and Jedi Padawan who found respect for and maintained communication with, even with her people technically being at war with the Jedi.

Jedi Battlemaster Sar Dan'ii and Jedi Knight Airus Vel Aath was a good friend of Ca'tra having encountered her and her Padawan when the two traveled into Hutt Space where she was working at the time. Ca'tra stayed in contact with Master Dan'ii and even spared often her Padawan Airus Vel Aath. On a few occasions Ca'tra attempted to battle Sar Dan'ii the Sephi Jedi proved far more than she could handle it also showed her that Jedi could be just as threatening as Sith on the battlefield.

_{Detailed notes on known rivals and enemies.}

Sith Lords seeking to manipulate Mandalore, Imperials Agents trying to make Mandalore tied to the Empire, and those who would make them servants of anyone else.

_{List and description of other known associates outside the Clan.}

Tychus Alastor: A fellow soldier, one who has found himself in politics after the war. Ca'tra views Tychus as cautiously as she does with joy, he served and fought the Empire. She believes he is one the Senators who would back her play with little convincing. While they have had a few encounters she seems to want to sit down with him to gain his trust and perhaps assistance going forward.

O'Keemi T'Sombe: Ca'tra believes O'keemi is more like a Jedi than a politician, always looking to help or give to others, she is impressive in the sheer scope of her generosity. However, Ca'tra believes she is not well suited to making hard choices or ones that could get people killed, sometimes their is no choice that saves people sometimes it's a choice between bad and bad, you just have choose which you can live with.

_{List of known belongings, including but not limited to planetary surface property, civilian and military vessels, vehicles, weapons, tools.}

Personal items: Custom Beskar'gam, hand-tooled Mandalorian blaster cannon, Mandalorian vambrace weaponry, jet pack, Beskad, Kal, and heirloom blaster pistol.

Holdings: Ajuur-class heavy cruiser, Coruscanti sky rise apartment, a small personal armory, and Clan house on Ordo.

_{Psychological evaluation of warrior.}

Ca'tra Ordo is one of the most driven women among the Mandalorians, she pushes forward working hard to achieve her goals and save her home from Sith rule. She also has deeply driven to become the Mandalore so that she can effect this change quickly however she'll need to be much stronger and have strong allies on her side. Even learning skills usually thought to be beyond on the Mandalorians while also being trained and groomed to take over the clan one day.

She views most people as another kill notch on her belt, with Jedi and Sith being treated more as a rare treat to fight as she enjoys difficult fights. Even in defeat against an enemy she smiles and laughs in good nature though she often accompany it with a punch to the shoulder. Ca'tra also very emotional and very cynical towards the Empire, it's belief and goal, as well as the leadership of the Sith who have betrayed Mandalorians twice before.

Lastly she is rather loud and rambunctious with her friends but quiet and reserve the rest of the time often looking deep in though as she constantly has to rethink and plan out what she is doing to improve her own skills or fulfill her ambitions which remain lofty and currently unchallenged. Her favorite past time however is tell stories she has heard or read, or even a few from own life.

_{List and description of known and suspected flaws. To be put into restricted database.}

Prideful- While she is young, Ca'tra believe her goals are what is best for Mandalore and often has trouble seeing others point of view. She has difficultly accepting other ideas on how things should work.

Eager brawler- Eager for a fight a small slight will easily excite her so that she can have an excuse to test her own mettle in many situations.

Heavy Drinker- A trait she inherited from her mother she drinks whenever she can claim her own personal time packing it away to get drunk believing it's her only way to relax around others.

Less experience fighter: While she has faced pirates and such she'd never fought against military targets. She can handle herself however she cannot depend on her own abilities to be good on the battlefield having learned less than her sister and father in the ways of war.

Commitaphobe- Has dated for several years, then dumped each one over minor reasons as she tries not to get attached believing that no one will make her truly happy. Usually seeing the worst in committed relationship and often making snide comments about that prefer to have shallow and meaningless relations with others in terms of romance.

_{Known interests of the warrior.}

Melee combat, diplomatic ventures, trade deals, history, blaster combat, drinking, dancing, and killing Sith.

_{Major achievements on record.}

Subdued an entire gang in a shoot out with them before advancing on the leaders to capture them.

Has begun to win the support of the Senate in trying to get Mandalorian support moved over to the Republic.

Learned to upgrade and adapt her own gear rather than depend on others to do it for her.

Has convinced other Clans Mandalorians to join her at their consulate on Coruscant creating as actual diplomatic group.

_{Major failures on record. Confidential.}

Three failed bounties in her entire career. One on a Gen'dai she could not would enough to bring in alive. Second a rogue force sensitive who had murdered people on Nar Shaddaa, unable to retrieve him before another Bounty Hunter claimed him. Three, she accepted a contract on a sniper who had been picking off Imperial troopers bringing supplies on Alderaan. Discovering a twelve year old girl she refused the bounty and took the child in as a member of Clan Ordo.

Has made no progress in bringing the Mandalore or a majority of the clans in to negotiate with the Republic mostly due to the lack of interest by the Mandolorians. She also has to little power to attempt to convince them directly though it has been growing since the treaty was written.

Failed to defeat her father the first time she tried to take over as leader of the Clan, her sister told her not to return to Ordo until she could defeat their father.

Interview

_{Personal biography, as detailed by the subject for use in Mandalorian archives. Acquired shortly after last achievement of note.}

Born on the planet Ordo to two loving parents, her mother a Mandalorian artist and teacher, while her father was the leader of Clan Ordo. Her older sister and herself were trained from a young age in combat, while their mother pushed them both to gain an education and expand the knowledge base they could pool from. Ca'tra's sister focused on art and history of Republic and the Mandalorians, hoping to paint memories of great battles and tales from her family.

Ca'tra meanwhile favored learning history but lacked a flair for the artistic like her sister instead she proved herself a better warrior than her sister. Quickly being groomed to take over the clan one day, her father set about teaching her the Ordo clans specialty of blaster cannon combat. As she grew up she showed great skill in debate and the more embroiled the Mandalorians became in fighting the Republic the more clan Ordo wished to alter the nature of their agreement with the Sith Empire.

Ca'tra was raised among clans who knew the truth that Canderous Ordo and his close friend the Jedi Knight Revan had disclosed to them. This Sith Empire had caused the Mandalorian Wars, they had used Mandalorians to die for a cause they had no business being involved with. It was them who saw the clans scatter and weaken, even before that Exar Kun's Sith Empire had broken the Crusaders using them as pawns against the Republic.

Ca'tra saw what this was, the Mandalorians didn't hate the Republic. No, instead throughout history they had been forced to fight the Republic on the behalf of others they make have taken issues with the Jedi or Republic's governance but that was another matter. Instead the Mandalorians had been made pawns of, cowardly used and abused by the Sith and the Empire. It would happen again Ca'tra believed and this time Mandalorians might not recover.

Deciding to learn diplomacy, her father found it odd but agreed happy to please his daughter's need for further education. Ca'tra began to learn about debate, public forums, discussion, politics on a wider scale, species differences, cultural differences, Jedi and Sith in larger galactic frame, and such. As her knowledge grew she began to understand that the Republic while often slow and clumsy was in fact not some lumbering beast trying to eradicate them but instead something similar to a consensus of clans coming to a decision. The Republic's version of a Mandalore was not chosen by combat or who wore a helmet but instead by who would do the best job as voted by the members.

Ca'tra found this system almost refreshing, while she believed combat was the best place to determine a persons true colors. The process had flaws but so did the Mandalorian system, Mandalore the Lesser proved that easily, not to mention how other Mandalore's were pushed into war by the Sith. Ca'tra believes the clans should have power to unseat the Mandalore if they do not believe he represents the will or good of the Mando'ade. A great warrior does not make a great leader, Mandalore the Lesser proved that well he was strong and capable but rather foolish and easily led.

After years of training and learning of the Republic, Sith, and her own people she decided it was time to test her own skills. At eighteen Ca'tra did what most Mandalorians do, she took to hunting beginning in hunting beasts in Mandalorian space before moving to huntin bounties in Hutt space. She faced pirates, criminals, slavers, and other scum from all walks of life testing and learning her own limits and pushing them constantly. It was during her time in Hutt space she met her first Jedi years into her career, a pair of them no less a Master and Padawan she expected them to be condescending or tell her that violence wasn't the way.

Instead they offered to let her turn in the bounty having only come to rescue captured Republic crewmen who were to be sold into slavery by the pirates. They were respectful, the Padawan even laughed and chatted with her about combat and history, he didn't react with fear or mistreat her. The Master of the pair even joined in the discussion about combat tactics and best weapons to face off against multiple enemies.

They traveled back to the local cantina, where that evening Airus and her dueled she was astounded by the blade work. It was unreal, a style that by all rights should not work with sword play turning and spinning with momentum and clashing the blade against lightsaber was unreal. She understood in that moment why the Mandalorians wanted to challenge the Jedi, they didn't disappoint in combat. After that she tried to challenge Master Dan'ii, it took a few second before she was unarmed with a lightsaber hovering against her throat. Now she knew the fear the galaxy felt for the Jedi and the joy the Mandalorians felt in finding an enemy that could truly face them.

It was only a few years after this the war came to an end, with that end the Empire had secured a treaty that gave very favorable terms and the fighting ceased. Ca'tra understood this was her chance, having grown older and more experience she returned home to petition the Mandalore to become an ambassador to the Republic. Her father meanwhile grew older, as others from throughout the clan looked inward hoping to challenge his leadership. Ca'tra returned home while waiting for the Mandalore's decision regarding her chance at becoming an ambassador, she challenged her father's position.

Ca'tra fought with all she had but her father skill a warrior and not yet completely passed his prime forced her to yield and told her not to return until she was ready to lead the clan. She had to get stronger if she was going to finish the mission Canderous left to his people, to save the Mandalorians from the Sith Empire and secure Mandalorian independence and gain the Republic as an ally not a ruler.

The decision was returned shortly after, she was awarded the position and other Mandalorians from those who were trusted knew Ordo's mission and the truth they had been given flocked to help her set up this position. Ca'tra found herself finally able to make headway, her past few years on Corucants have been winning trust and allies showing that Mandalorians are not monsters and genocidal monsters. It has been an uphill battle but now, she has attention of the Republic interested clans and some Republic Senators, while it's not much it is enough to begin.

Her most recent achievement was adding members from each clan that has expressed interest in a Republic aligned Mandalore to her embassy in the Senate district of Coruscant. With this aid she finally has the strength to begin actively looking to Senators to start trying to show what the Mandalorians could recieve if they were to agree to work with the Republic. She has dreamed big and perhaps she will be able to accomplish that dream and create a new hope for the Mandalorian people and a future that see's Mandalorian space grow once more independent of foreign intervention.

Lannik, Neutral Archaeology Site

Lannik Dig Site, Neutral Camp

The Felinx and Rodus Cantina

Airus would have blinked his usually rather hard to read face cracked into a smile, the Miraluka chuckled then laughed at the question Miarhi had asked him. He knew Miraluka were uncommon and knowledge of force sight was obscure but, this was funny. "I suppose in a manner of speaking I see through your clothes... Might sight is, unique. I can see the lightsaber on your belt or what you place in the fold of your robes. I can tell you what the owner is doing over at the bar behind me." Airus explained.

"But I also don't perceive body as more than outline I suppose, instead you are... An aura as my people call it, your emotions form colors and patterns. I could quite literally see how nervous you were, never mind feeling it through my own ability as an Empath, speaking of which. You are one too, aren't you?" He smiled at Miarhi a bit more like a proud teacher looking to a pupil. "I'm an Empath as well, bit of telepathy as well." He chuckled.

"As for my record... Well, I suppose the High Council made their choice on what they believe happened on Dantooine. However, I'm glad Master Turus was overruled on his thoughts" He frowned at that, sitting back as he turned his head towards the door. "And yes, I know what that grump of a Master thinks." He turned giving her a slightly sly grin as he added in the lower tone. "The Librarians are a rather fond of gossip, I don't just have good sight I have good hearing as well." He answered, letting her know that their had been some strife in whether Miarhi should be assigned to him.

Airus pause then groaned a moment. "Sorry, I forget myself I shouldn't speak badly of Master Turus... It's just... Master Turus only had me as a Padawan after that incident on Dantooine that denied my promotion, and spending my life in a library as much as enjoy it, is not the place for a Jedi to do their work." He added a bit annoyed.

"Oh I can guess what you got up too. I was a student not to long ago, let me guess pretty faces and feeling their emotions makes you want to connect to them, or perhaps do more than just be compassionate?" He added with a rather knowing tone. "I had another empath to train me when I was young, but I felt it too... It's hard to resist but you shouldn't lose it." He explained calmly.

"Jedi have a duty to compassion, kindness, understanding, and decency to even our enemies. Those of us gifted as Empaths, we have to set that example, you can feel another persons emotions and with those you connect to feel them even over distance. However, the moment you put one person above others to try and make their feelings better you have to consider how that affects you can help others in the future." He explained, not lecturing but speaking from what he knew from his time traveling.

"I've met grateful people who wanted something more than my compassion, I didn't give it. I won't hold you to this standard nor will I report you if something happens, I expect you to handle yourself." He spoke with a bit of authority then softened.

"You are a Jedi Padawan now, a Knight of the Republic in the making. I am going not going to treat you just as much as my student and friend, just as my Master did me. Any wrongdoing you do, I will take responsibility for and any trouble you cause or get into is my fault. You are the Padawan, you're only duty is to learn and if I cannot teach you enough to make you a Jedi, that is my failing not yours." Airus answered giving another friendly smile.

"But I am happy to have you Miarhi Gako, you will make a fine student. One I hope to see surpass me one day as a talent Jedi Knight." He spoke feel how truly happy he was to have a student and one who he could show his own talents to and share those skills with her.

Lannik Dig Site, Imperial Camp

Director's Post

Director Lyon Vargo sat behind his desk, a portly man with a pair of thick rimmed glasses. He was a well read man who had spent most of his time teaching rather than in the field. Those who can't and such, however Vargo was determined to prove he could in fact work in the field, he ached for advancement. He did not want to spend forever teaching, instead he had hoped to prove himself here at Lannik by making progress on where to dig faster than the Republic and earning himself a nice promotion. Perhaps even retire in a decade or two, he had severally under estimated the Republic.

He assumed the Coruscant University team would be mostly students and labors with a handful of personal. Instead he contended with several experts with a greater understanding of the Sith Wars and Jedi civil war than he had imagined. The Core team of Doctor Zaniah Kane had brought with her had been outpacing them as every attempt they had made been slowed by the Lannik's unwillingness to risk the destruction of more of the landscape than necessary.

Two months into the survey process he had half the data on the landscape that the Republic did, he had more qualified geologists but they had not studied alien mineral or common building materials of the time periods the fortress was from. He had less data and his experts to longer to process it, now the dark haired man grew worried results were expected and while he had assembled a team that could compete with younger fresh faced students and singular professor, what he faced was a veteran team that had dug up items from the Mandalorian Wars to the Jedi Civil war.

With the full funding of the one of the finest universities in the Republic, one that happened to have a good relationship with the Jedi even with Coruscant souring to them. As such, Director Vargo had begun to scheme he'd sent a few of his trusted colleagues to spook some of the younger Republic students and steal the data from the survey sights. That gambit had failed with the arrival of the Jedi giving the students knowledge that anyone dare harm them a Jedi would be along soon to rescue them.

Instead Director Vargo sat worriedly, listening to a friend of his tell him the Sith would be coming to ensure the dig site was on schedule. The director slumped into his chair, nervous with panic making his heart beat faster he needed someone to blame for this failure that wasn't himself if he was going to survive this.