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Star Wars Chapter 0: KNIGHTFALL

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Star Wars Chapter 0: KNIGHTFALL

The Lions of Alsakan

Captain Airus Vel Aath

The Indomitable Lion of Alsakan

| {Full Name} |

Captain Airus Vel Aath

| {Age} |

37

| {Species} |

Miraluka

| {Gender} |

Male

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| {Force Sensitive/Alignment} |

Yes- Light/Grey

| {Appearance} |

Airus stands roughly two meters tall, with a muscular build that reflects his own constant training, his weight is around ninety kilograms thanks to his rather dedicated psychical training. Tufts of red hair often sticking out from his rather uncombed hair and the blindfold that wraps around his head. Scars mostly healed along his chest, while usually wrapped in traditional Jedi robes Airus does favor the traditional brown and blacks color choices closer to home or when traveling on trips that involve less crawling through the dirt.

With pale skinned tanned from field work and days spent looking for items or gathering information scholars within the temple requested. At a distance with his hood up, many assume Airus is much older than he appears upon lowering it the Miraluka's rather unblemished skin, with a strong jawline his usual clothes looking more akin to traveling pilgrim or settler, than a Alsakan constable or battle tested Jedi knight who more so favor armor. He also keeps a small military locker with extra robes, his official uniform, dress uniform, clone wars era armor, tools, and equipment on board his ship.

| {Equipment and Personal Belongings} |

A refit Pelta class Frigate The Blind Luck, with large personal data stacks and a personal training dojo with high end holographic simulation droid, and a small but well stocked bar next to the kitchen. Airus keeps several datapads filled with information on criminals, activate investigations, and data records he is in the process of archiving. His two Astromech's, Sparks and Goldie. Two light sabers one in yellow and one in white, designed by Varina Vel Aath and given to her brother as gifts. Cin Drallig's training Holocron, the temple battle master and finest saber teacher the Order has had in recent memory. Jocasta Nu's Holocron the Chief librarian's holocron, a Holocron that covers the vast majority of information one might need to locate or how to locate it. The memory crystals for Holocrons are stored within his belt. Jedi equipment belt, stun pistol, deactivator, pair of binders, and Alsakani Judicial badge.

| {Physical Abilities} |

Archivist and Archeologist: Trained by Jocastu Nu, Airus is the rare breed of younger Jedi with the knowledge and ability to maintain, build, and curate the data stacks the Jedi Order is known for within temples. While the Alsakan Judicial Branch has many Jedi who can patrol and serve but few who can provide more critical services. Airus and skeleton staff lorekeepers have been tasked with the enormous job of filing and securing all of the data and holocrons they can salvage from Coruscant, other locations, and recover from black market sales. Airus was also given access to Jocasta Nu's holocron which contains the knowledge she wished her successor to have, as such. Airus is considered a wealth of information and while he may not remember exactly what they need at a given time he usually can find something relevant and useful quickly enough to help.

The Last Battle Master's Chosen: The Jedi Order had many great duelists and lightsaber combatants. Mace Windu, Dooku, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, all of them however considered one man their friend, equal, and at some point another sparring partner, however, not one of them was a better teacher than Cin Drallig Battle Master and commander of the Temple Guard. Brought up in the Jedi crèche Airus was allowed to forgo form I training for form III instead by Cin Drallig after the child delivered him explanation on why Jedi should focus on protection over attack. Airus grew to become one of the most capable in practitioner in Soresu over the years, the clone wars quickly sharpening those skills. Adding Form V to skills during the clone wars and developing to near completion under the Argent before finally proving himself during his flight.

Alsakani Jedi: Keeping the peace is more so about solving practical problems rather than esoteric mystery's of the force. As such Jedi who live and work with the Judaical branch focusing more so on non-lethal duties and public service. He focused on trying to learn things that would serve him well throughout life rather than focus on combat skills and things to substitute his lightsaber skill. Taking to things that would serve him and those he cared about well in the field or help him fulfill his duties in the temple better. Taking a Sentinel like approach he asked himself what is practical and not what is powerful. Airus see's the force as something to helping him serve, not as a weapon. The Jedi is the tool the force merely the medium they depend on to get there. With investigation and critical thinking becoming the backbone of the Jedi serving Judicials.

Veteran of two wars: Airus led clones and militia's against the CIS as well fought them himself, from Outer Rim to the defense of the Inner Rim. As such his combat experience was forged in warfare against the Dark Acolytes, droids, and more. Airus's experience in the clone wars had tempered him into a capable leader and decisive leader. This would be further showcased when Airus led squads of judicials against the creatures made by the Arkanian rebels. Airus would be twice decorated and promoted during putting down the rebellion. This time spent in the field combined with study has made him fluent in nearly three dozen languages, reading many more.

Alsakani Jedi patrol pilot: Skilled in bringing the firepower and speed of an T-65 to bear or maneuvering The Blind Luck while coordinating judicial patrol craft. He is by no means an ace but a strong force sensitivity and years of flying craft have given him at enough skill to avoid his foes and strike back.

The Anaxes Connections: The Vel Aath family have been serving in the Republic and attending the war college as long as the republic navy has had a war college on Anaxes. While Airus hails from the Coruscanti branch his relatives on Anaxes have welcomed him with open arms... And grand public relations. With the Vel Aath family currently holding position of Senator from the historically military bound planet and Airus is now a ranking member of the Judicials with accolades to his name and the Chiefs favor Airus wonders where their influence ends. Though the families long service record and unblemished dedication to the Republic have made them friends to both the Mandalorian's and Corellian's with both interested in courting the martial culture of Anaxes.

Secret novelist: Airus writes several romance book series under a pen name... It is almost unknown to the galaxy as a whole and he prefers it stay that way. The books are best sellers throughout the different regions and Airus fears what would happen if his fan base found out a Jedi wrote these... Or his co-workers and friends teasing should they learn of it.

| {Force Abilities} |

Force Sense
Telekinetic Defense
Force Empathy
Force Sight
Force Speed
Farsight
Jedi Hibernation
Mind Trick
Mind Shield
Comprehend Speech
Precognition
Telepathy
Telekinesis
Breath Control
Force Heal
Psychometry
Alter Damage
Revitalize
Detoxify Poison
Force body
Ionize
Serenity
Force Weapon

| {Limitations} |

Hyper fixation: Airus has an issue with letting things go, mysteries and puzzles are things he has to crack. From deciphering languages to solving riddles a compulsion of sorts to understand and learn about all things. Airus has trouble avoiding this even when it's in his best interest.

Argent Escapee: Airus is one of the very small number of individuals to ever leave the Argent Order and continue to live, mostly thanks to the protections his position, relatives, and the Mandalorian's afforded him after his escape with critical and damning information on the Argent and what they attempted to do. As such the Argent would love nothing more than to kill Airus and would take any excuse to bring him back or terminate him depending on what is most convenient.

Miraluka: Born without eyes, Airus can only see through the use of the force and when cut off from it by himself, by force, drugs, or other means. Without the force Airus must depend on hearing and touch alone to navigate, he has learned somewhat how to navigate without the force but is still far less graceful without the force to aid him.

Compassionate to a fault: Airus is one of the kindest people you will ever meet, his natural empathy and kindness towards others has made him into someone people from outside the order find approachable. While many would say Airus shows almost to much kindness, the truth is that he feels the need to improves others lives by doing anything he can. Believing that Jedi are more meant to pursue a better universe through all means fighting, charity, goodwill, or just simple acts of benevolence. This has also led Airus to develop a very strict practice of putting people first, the force is not used to rule over or command others.

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| {Personality} |

Airus is one of the more traditional knights, still having some of the traditional beliefs and ideals of the Jedi with a more modern teaching intermingling in his world view. His time under Master Drallig shaped his view on lightsaber combat and his later years serving under Master Nu. He found an understanding of more modern teachings and that the old ways while useful are not always the best ways. Flourishing as a student of knowledge and reveling in lightsaber combat, Airus did receive advanced training Light Warden training from another Jedi Master.

Airus prepares for combat and expects violence against him but never raises his fist first, taking any step he can to avoid fighting. Airus gives freely of his medical talents, force skills, and time to anyone who needs the assistance. However, the Jedi Consular can be devious having picked up a gambling as a pass time and is rather successful. Kindly, compassionate, and deviously clever Airus is strange but interesting Jedi Knight.

| {Place of Origin} |

Coruscant, Jedi Temple

Sergeant Varina Vel Aath

The Savage Lioness of Alsakan

| {Full Name} |

Sergeant Varina Vel Aath

| {Age} |

37

| {Species} |

Zeltron

| {Gender} |

Female

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| {Force Sensitive/Alignment} |

Yes- Light/Grey

| {Appearance} |

Varina is a tall and slender framed young woman with usually dressed in simple clothes or robes if in the comfort of home. Unlike many Jedi and Zeltron Varina cares little for appearances. Her face wears a near constant grin and her smile can seem almost infectious. Carefree and at her happiest when she has others to indulge or be indulged by others. Varina lives her life to spread joy and kindness where she can. Her red hair and pinkish skin a dead give away of her heritage, grey eyes the flicker with specs of blue. Varina's limber and flexible with less bulky muscle than her brother, assisting in her more wild and daring maneuvers.

Standing at just under six foot three inches, Varina's possess Zeltron pheromones which when active make the air around her smell faintly of daisies and lavender. Her movements are often erratic and bouncy when entering battle she depends completely on the force to influence her style and movements as Shii-Cho is raw, emotional, and difficult to temper something Varina identifies with well.

| {Equipment and Personal Belongings} |

Three T-65 fighters customized by Varina, kept onboard the The Blindluck for patrols. Varina has a pet spukamas named Major Tomcat, an armory with hundreds of weapon parts, lightsaber forge, exotics materials containers, custom stunner pistol, white lightsaber, Alsakan Badge, battle scarred Republic battle armor, Alsakani Judicial dress uniform, civilian clothes, robes, around a hundred B1 pilot grade droids, toolbelt, sealed pilots helm, paint brushes, paint pots, spray paint, and magnetic-boots.

| {Physical Abilities} |

Jedi Artisan, Alsakani Armorer: A unique skillset focuses on the crafting and styling of lightsabers, Varina is one of the few who can not only build a saber but create crystals for it through infusion of the force or carefully craft artificial crystals. As such Varina helps arm the youngest among them and teaches the creation of sabers... However Varina's artisan skills extend to blasters, armor, ships, and droids where he passion is mostly. She paints and draws in her free time however, being colorblind Varina often makes wild color choices and choses to imagine things are far more vibrant than they are. Varina's masterful weapons crafting and customizing skills have made her important to arming and equipping Alsakani Judicials in the field. While most don't choose to work with Varina they will never deny an op where she provides the gun.

Reckless Ace: Varina has flown in two wars, while she now focuses on patrols her skills are kept sharp by pirates and criminal enterprises. Few can match an experienced Jedi behind the cockpit with the force as a guide and an itchy trigger finger Varina's flying style can be as reckless as her battle on the ground. However, it does often bring her back alive as few prepare for sheer reckless and out of pocket maneuvers that would be ill advised to attempt at all let alone under fire.

Force Guided: Varina strongly trusts in the force using it as a guide for whatever comes her way viewing the force as having a will of it's own and taking that to mean she will end up where she is needed and do what she must. Her strong force sense abilities to assist and predict her enemies as well as keep herself truly unreadable. As such whenever she unable to tap into the force it distresses and destroys her confidence in her own abilities in battle. She is also strongly behind the belief that while not always Jedi are important to protecting people and that they serve, not rule.

Zeltron Charisma: Varina is a charming young woman with strong empath abilities and Zeltron pheromones to back it up, as she in a pinch she can readily convince people and talk down folks combining her gifts. With practice in picking her words and being able to read a room and choose how best to approach someone. Whether it be talking down an assailant or chatting with Alsakani nobles Varina can find common ground and make the best of conversations with those around her.

Gifted painter: Varina's paintings are not always great but her skill and renown has gotten some of her works hung in galleries from Alsakan to Corellia, even one painting of Coruscant city skyline before and after the attack was hung on Mandalore. Varina has even done portraits for notable people, she is always seeking her next muse.

Guerilla Warfare Expert: Varina has become an expert on how to wage a war in asymmetric conflict and since the CIS made Alsakan a puppet state there have been whispers of rebellions. Varina has been arming, training, an assisting where she can since it all began. She paints the symbol of House Marek to remind the people what they fight for and who fought for them. She has become a contact point for many such groups for arms and armor, more importantly information of CIS movements within Alsakani space. This kept fairly hidden from most but Varina hopes to one day be able to where the symbol she paints so often proudly herself.

| {Force Abilities} |

Telekinetic Defense
Force Empathy
Force Sight
Force Speed
Farsight
Mind Trick
Mind Shield
Precognition
Telepathy
Telekinesis
Breath Control
Revitalize
Force body
Ionize
Stasis Field
Animal bond
Pyrokinesis
Jedi hibernation
Technometry
Mechu-deru
Instinctive Astrogation

| {Limitations} |

Colorblind: Varina cannot see any form of color as such has trouble distinguishing people without use of the force. This also led to her not being aware of certain colors and designs, coming up with her own to help alleviate that. This is due to having a Miraluka parent as such her eyes are under developed not being able to process color.

Independent Streak: Varina has never played well with orders or superiors, she has always put people first. When ordered to deal with crime she focused on arresting criminal and building systems in place afterwards to prevent a power vacuum. This has cost her promotions, awards, and most of relationships with her co-workers. She is a great person but radioactive to those looking to make a career few choose to stick her long term.

Co-Dependent: Varina lost her purpose and retreated into herself when she lost everything at Coruscant, she'll fight tooth and nail to keep Airus safe. She'll go to any length to keep herself from being alone again, this has led to her keeping an eye on and taking a more active role in her brothers life. Though she disguises it as picking on him or bothering him, she deeply cares and admires how far Airus has come from the children they once were.

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| {Personality} |

A capable if bullheaded young woman with a strong sense of duty and stronger belief in the force. Stubborn as she is confident Varina has defied orders but shown impressive results time and time again. She and Airus in battle she can read and move perfectly in sync with one another. Have been able to since they were students, since they took to working together in Alsakan they have become even further linked.

Varina is outwardly a happy go lucky as inside she calculates and thinks through everything but focuses on coming off as disarmingly nice and kindly. Preferring to be thought naïve and not as intelligent, perfectly capable of changing that she does not as to ensure people underestimate her. Reckless in battle and in space craft, she if far more focused however when working in the forge and very careful with anything she builds. Varina can be a bit scatterbrained and unfocused without something to help center and focus her, usually Airus assists in that regard or failing that she can focus on a lightsaber or certain task to try keep her thoughts from wandering and her emotions from flowing out.

| {Place of Origin} |

Coruscant

Airus and Varina, a history

Airus and Varina hail from the prominent Vel Aath family. Originally from Anaxes, the family has a long history of service dating back to the Great Hyperspace wars as both officers and Jedi. The twins Miralukan mother, Captain Velmira Vel Aath, was born into the family's Coruscant branch while his father Evra Revlad was a Republic starship engineer and designer who worked for a multitude of companies. Incom and Mandal Motors being his biggest claims to fame.

Aieua and Varina were discovered at a very early age to be force sensitive with powerful empathic abilities, as the family had done for generations both were turned over to the Jedi. With the galaxy becoming more dangerous every day and both parents busier than ever, they felt it was better for the children to be somewhere they could be attended to. Especially after Evra's death in the early clone wars by a CIS bombing plot. Velmira devotes herself now even further to ending the war, fearing her kids would be made to fight it if she did not.

Airus and Varina were raised with little knowledge of their family save from references in temple texts and history files. With Varina showing a natural talent for the Shii-Cho and excelling quickly in the form. Airus meanwhile refused the form from an early age citing that Jedi strove to defend in an age of blaster fire, what use was a form that did not excel in defending from a withering hail of incoming blaster bolts. This would escalate until the temple Battlemaster Cin Drallig would get involved. Amused at the child's ability to reason at such a young age Airus was pulled from normal saber classes and taught directly in Soresu by Cin Drallig.

Airus grew quickly as a saber combatant and student of the library. While Varina turned her connection in the force towards science and art while building her abilities in the force concert with her own natural gifts. Both would with each other build upon their natural empath abilities they had shown. When it came time for Padawan selection both twins Felanil Baaks took on Varina, the Duros delighted to have a future Artisan, a skill becoming rarer in the order. While Airus was specially requested to become Cin Drallig's Padawan. Both accepted at the young age of thirteen and pushed to serve as commanders of the Republic army.

Varina grew rapidly as took up piloting and her master's skill in form zero, the art of nonviolent intervention. Her force abilities flourished as she learned of unique materials, places, crystals, and more that could be used to alter and prepare a lightsaber for a person. She also learned of the technique for turning more common crystals into usable ones and making synthetic ones should she ever be denied the ability to make a trip to crystal caverns. She campaigned through the clone wars as a pilot and insurgent leader helping to arm and train the populations to resist the occupying droid army.

Airus found himself now much prominently placed in the order. With dreams of serving as a Battlemaster, but his truly impressive talent for the force and moreover Lorekeepers duties. The council of first knowledge regularly requested Airus for missions as Cin Drallig's duty kept him from leaving the temple often he was regularly sent alone or with clone trooper accompaniment to the field.

Airus faced off and escaped dark acolytes as without a master for guidance they focused on pillaging and stealing whatever they could from the Jedi to learn more. Other missions were often part of small fleets and flotilla of supply ships reinforcing fronts or local system armies. He did see major combat as a commander on Geonosis at the start of war and later was assigned along with clone troopers to clear the tunnels with flamethrowers equipped clone troopers.

Sent to Ryloth to deliver aid and alongside Varina the siblings worked to help the locals train and equip themselves for combat against the CIS. Varina and Republic fighter squadrons providing air support. Airus meanwhile spent his time helping integrate clone and militia forces to improve combat effectiveness and learned about the Twi'lek's from Cham Syndulla. Airus and Varina would help make the Twi'lek's an effective fighting force but be reassigned before the campaign saw its conclusion.

Arriving on Kamino with Varina and other Jedi in time for the second CIS assault. Airus was part of the counter offensive leading two Clone Commando units to attack a Lucrehulk forming the backbone of the protective blockade on the planet. Successfully disabling the command sphere from the wider rings guns. Airus and the commandos were able to weaken the CIS for Republic fleet assault to recapture orbital control.

Mimban was his last active warzone while Varina was assigned to Ondoron to assist the partisans. Airus would meanwhile be assigned to Mudjumpers, a unit of jump pack troopers who specialized in drop assault, aerial combat, and frontline blitz assaults. The trench warfare on Mimban was horrendous and lasted nearly two years of the war. Facing far more dangerous droids and Deathwatch fanatics, Airus was instrumental in defeating them, especially in night time trench raids and tunnel fights.

By the end of the war as CIS's power loomed, Airus was sent after Jedi, Sith, and other artifacts. Hunting information and data as well as assisting with backing up data from the great library. While Varina found herself regularly joining defense fleets to supervise new fighter squadrons or training resistance groups with a handful of clones. A far cry from the grand army they had once been commanding.

Airus would be wounded against the dark acolyte Severance Tan and sent to a Jedi medical corps ship. While Varina would be stationed at Anaxes to give a commencement address to that year's graduating officers. The fall of Coruscant was something both siblings felt reverberated through them. Airus broke down as he felt the death of his master.

Lost and Damned:

Airus, having been originally meant to be knighted upon his return to Coruscant, became the unofficial leader among the medical corps personnel and clone troopers with them. Airus focused on trying to contact and establish communications with Jedi or Republic forces. The medical ship's convoy was an easy target for anyone desperate or cowardly enough to try it. They had a wing of Arc-170's and V-Wings for protection. The convoy picked up any desperate republic survivors and Jedi as they moved from the outer rim back towards the Core worlds. However, it was during this time they received transmissions from surviving Republic and Jedi forces. Airus was nearly broken when he heard the reports from Coruscant but for the sake of others he held it together, just. They heard stories of the Republic in exile and rumors of Alsakan giving refugees a place to go as they plugged along the smaller hyperlanes, their growing convoy of second rate vessels and civilians eating through supplies and time as they traveled.

When an offer came from a group, former Jedi... Calling themselves the Argent Order to meet a remote planet. Though the offer was extended only to the Jedi, some were willing others concerned over the claims this new order made... And if joining would violate their vows already existing. Openly Airus agreed, he would take the Jedi who were interested and see what this Argent Order wanted of them. Airus and seven fellow padawans traveled to meet the Argent face to face on an aging and battered diplomatic vessel, secretly however Airus had instructed his two astromech droids to jump the convoy onwards and quickly towards Mandalore. The closest system they might yet receive help from. It was his inherent distrust towards anyone claiming to know better than anyone that saw his people safely reach Mandalore... Also doomed him to service.

Upon arrival Airus found only two Jedi present, both were masters. Wrewn Kharm, known as Kharm the harm among the temple Jedi having only trained one padawan into a knight... All his others had died trying, even before the war the number was well into the double digits. A pale furred wookie with silver tufts showing his advanced age though he stood head and shoulders above his fellow wookies, his presence dominated the group. Next him the diminutive and aged Jocasta Nu, smiled warmly though it didn’t reassure Airus like it had when she had lectured and taught him the halls of the library.

The conversation was brief... It ended in the deaths of three of Airus's fellow surviving Jedi... And the remaining four and himself to be pushed into service for the newly founded Argent Order, they had seen what disagreeing openly with the masters got you in their once eager comrades. Fearing for his friend's safety and his own chances at seeing his sister once again, Airus' own skill in defending the others was to be commended... And his assignment to Master Kharm ensured his future as a Light Warden... Or to die trying to become one for the glory of Ashla and the Argent.

While Airus struggled and scrounged, Varina had found herself alone and for the first time directionless. Without Airus to counsel her, a master to question, or her fellow Jedi to depend on... She did the only thing she could think of, she helped people. Disturbing food, medicine, and supplies. Helping smugglers and refugees escape the coming hammer of the CIS’s fleets or survive under occupation. Varina as a Jedi also found herself an outlaw, living with those beyond CIS’s reach or in the shadows they refused to venture into. At least until the Alsakani took some control of the situation, Varina and other Jedi like her found themselves slowly able to merge into more open roles without CIS reprisal due to legal loopholes. Though she certainly would have loved another shot at the droids, people mattered more.

Varina Vel Aath would become part of the Alsakani policing forces, taking on a role as strike force member. Hitting hard targets like crime lords and slavers attempting to profit from the crisis. Varina would become one of the first Jedi judicials in Alsakan. Varina’s career saw marked drops in crime in areas she was assigned as well as increased community outreach. Her presence brought smiles and warmth to where she worked and fear to criminals she dealt with.

However as her work with Alsakan grew ever more impressive her talent for art and weapon making dwindled. It seemed as though without her brother or directing current in her life the spark that brought Varina to adventure and growth had withered and with it her drive as a creator. Varina would be promoted several times and find herself up for a chance getting her unit to supervise. She found no happiness or joy in her day, only a sense of duty and purpose she could scarcely abandon as it kept her moving.

Five years Airus struggled against his new brutal master, five years Varina focused on the good of others neglecting herself at all expenses. Airus having to contain and hide his emotions, his goal of escaping the Argent and denouncing them. Varina burying herself insularly, denying her own gifts as empath for fear of letting anyone in again would just lead to more pain.

Flight of Galant Night

Airus’s escape from the Argent Order was not... As planned. In fact one might say it was a journey of great danger and even greater luck on the part of the Miralukan Jedi. But from the start it had to be done, he would not falter in seeing it done. Airus and Master Wrewn Kharm had been assigned to look into Old Republic vessels that had been disabled or lost years ago. Many such vessels had simply worn down or been damaged and their usable components scrounged by generations of scrappers. So on the frontier world Garel, Airus and Master Kharm searched for the wreckage of an old Republic hammerhead class cruiser Galant Night. The ship had been in service since the New Sith Wars at least and with its cortosis hull if it could be repaired would bolster the Argent order’s ability to move through the galaxy.

Airus and several droids got to work on repairing the ship while Master Kharm investigated structural damage and evaluated the hold and armory of the vessel while he worked. While repairing the vessel's communication hub he found interesting recordings dating well back six hundred years. What Airus discovered in the communication hub would shake him to his core... And bring the wrath of Kharm the harm down upon himself.

The battle lasted nearly two hours before Airus managed to throw the massive wookie Jedi off of the ship and launch it into orbit. Leaving him far behind... And for the first time ever, giving Airus a choice in where to go. However knowing the Argent would not tolerate his actions even for how valuable he’d become he set a course towards Mandalorian space, said a prayer to any god that would listen, and engaged the reserve hyperdrive.

Airus would use the time in transit to lock down the data he had secured in multiple languages. Also finally seeing what Master Kharm had been looking into in the armory, finding even more of a shock in the armory. Airus attempted to bandage himself and heal the worst of his wounds... Before collapsing to sleep to the warm thrum of a hyperdrive.

Airus would meet the infamous mercenary Elam, while on the run together from Kharm the harm. The pair would eventually make it to Mandalore, with great difficulty and a lot of violence. Expecting the worst of it to be over... Before the former Jedi Knight found himself in a holding cell, interrogated over and over again by Mandalorians and Jedi alike. Over why he was here and what he was doing and who he was working for. Time and time again Airus answered the questions reeling from it all still.

It was nearly two weeks of that before he was finally able to show the information he had obtained. It was after this meeting he had a conversation with Mandalore. Airus gained protected status by the Mandalore's order and was knighted by Qui Gon Jinn himself, mostly as an insult to the Argent.

Airus's return and defection from the monolithic order that was the Argent was news. To leave the Argent and openly operate was unheard of. She rushed to Mandalore as fast as she could. Airus and Varina would be reunited and Airus, ever grateful to the Mandalore and Jedi Order there, decided to return to Core worlds, his home to stay with his sister. This was also a practical decision as few Jedi wanted an Argent among them... Even if he was unwilling. Airus's story was kept as quiet as possible to prevent the Argent and others from wondering what exactly he had given to the Mandalore.

Protect and serve

Airus took to Judicial service like a fish to water. Airus's early work would bring him into the roughest neighborhoods and after dangerous scum. Starting with traffickers and slavers, Airus particularly targeted Hutt operations to bring slaves from Core worlds to outer rim planets to work. His work and skill saw him rise from the prejudice of having been in Argent to a trusted officer.

Varina and Airus would eventually be assigned to cases taking them beyond Alsakan space, often tracking reports of kidnapped individuals. While outside their jurisdiction locating these individuals and the slave work camps was not beyond them and once done... Such places would be dismantled suddenly by other individuals or by random happenstance while Airus and Varina were corroborated to be elsewhere at the time. Either way citizens of Alsakan came home and reunited with loved ones. It was during one of these cases Airus would use his good relations with the Mandalorians to assist a young woman and her impressive if disturbingly vocal droid.

Varina with her brother back began to paint, build, and even construct sabers again. She transferred to act as her brother's partner and the duo quickly became one of the best teams in Alsakan. Airus's impressive knowledge and force abilities with Varina's streetwise know-how and people skills made them a force for change in the sector.

Their first big case that brought the duo to the attention of the chief was of course against a Hutt, Grakkus. Grakkus the Hutt had arrived in Alsakan with his agents and enough bribes to the CIS to have them turn a blind eye. Fascinated with the Jedi and now seeing their home reduced to rubble, Garkkus set out to build himself a palace in orbit around Coruscant. He was well known as the representative of the Hutts in Alsakani space and his influence was used to kidnap and extort the many homeless peoples of the inner rim.

Airus and Varina would investigate with Varina focusing on low level smugglers and slavers. While Airus infiltrated Grakkus's space station palace, offering the Hutt a chance at a living Jedi to unlock his collection of artifacts. When Grakkus made his move and imprisoned Airus he would use the collection to educate himself further without Grakkus's knowledge. Even crafting a recording device he hid within his cell to capture evidence.

When Airus made his move when Grakkus was preparing to clean house and deal with the Judicials who were on to him. Breaking the lights with the force, Airus deftly disarmed and disabled the Gamoran guards in the dark. Recovering his lightsabers the knight would make his way after Grakkus, on to find the cyborg Hutt and his elite guards on the bridge. Varina having felt the mental pull from her sibling he brought a squadron of Judicials to bear on Hutts personal cruiser.

Airus battling across the bridge threw his saber towards Grakkus who disabled with a Cortosis gauntlet. Feeling the Jedi attempting to pull it back he knew Hutts were immune to force manipulation... And so swallowed the saber.

As the Judicials boarded the disabled cruiser. Airus and Grakkus reached a fever pitch... Varina's timely arrival and sensing the saber she made for her brother and seeing he had lost it. Her instinct was to pull it and when it didn’t come, activate then pull it... Cleaving a hole through the Hutts gut as the saber shot to her hand. Arrests and backup requested saw the dissolution of Gaaruk's criminal empire and ten of thousands of individuals returned to the Alsakan space.

Varina would help set up charitable groups and private interests with ways to remove and employ thousands from Coruscant throughout Alsakani space. Airus for his part would go on to pursue the remaining parts of Grakkus's empire which eventually saw him duel the ancient and powerful Beldorion. A fallen Hutt Jedi who had aided Grakkus in exchange for dark artifacts that Grakkus had no interest in.

While Airus worked mostly within the confines and spirit of the law. Varina often worked around the word of it... Which led to a disparity of rank between the siblings. Varina was often demoted and promoted just as often while Airus rose in rank... Though with no one else willing to work with her, Airus stuck by his sister's side even as hopscotched through the ranks of the Judicials.
Cases came and went, ranging from dealing with dark sider cults to rogue Jedi Airus found himself more specialized towards these incidents. Rather than the everyday crimes most went after.

However before it was all over, the twins would be called to serve in the second Arkanian revolution. First on the side of the rebels and later for the loyalists, while Varina spent most of the campaign training and supporting forces, Airus was time and time sent with other veterans into the darkness hunting the monsters the war had unleashed in the darkness of the tunnels and caves. Airus would prove a thorn in the side of his enemies, earning the title unbroken. From the worst biological monsters a genius might concoct to the technological terrors their rebel counterparts would unleash. Airus, able to quickly and quietly, was often tasked with attacking not the beasts themselves but their creation and distribution centers. It was during this time forced to be more offensive in battle and his skills were tested to their upper limits not only with a saber but the force as well. Finally during the end of the war when they were making their push on rebel leadership Airus and Varina would earn the title the Lion and Lioness of Alsakan.

Airus was incharge of holding the corridor the leadership of the rebellion would use to escape. Monstrous beast after technological abomination poured out. Alsakani forces and loyalist troops cracking left and right. At the center was Airus, desperately yelling orders and slashing through one monster before leaping onto the next his sabers, a flurry of violence returning blaster bolts striking down foes. As his positions became more overrun with the rebel leaders desperately hoping to crack the corridor and make their escape. Though her orders were to bomb and strafe the bunker, Varina felt Airus... And broke away from her squadron. Diving again and again inside of their anti-air she strafed along the enemy forces with laser cannons, she unleashed proton torpedoes, eventually even crashing her fighter directly into them when she was out of ammo. Back to back Airus and Varina defeated the enemy push and surged into the enemy command. The pair were responsible for the arrest of nearly a dozen of the ring leaders themselves.

Responsible for dismantling Hutt trafficking, serving valiantly in a long standing conflict, and recovering artifacts from the old order to a degree that eventually a new wing would be established. The Jedi Library on Alsakan was no temple, they made that clear to the CIS however its knowledge and teachings were open to the public. Only force sensitive and dangerous objects were kept away from the general public. Alsakani Jedi population received a flood of information, books, data scripts, family histories, and more to add to their fledgling library. Airus being responsible for finding most of it helped pull together a team to curate and administer it, with the rest simply being former Jedi temple staff or Coruscant university faculty, most of them non-force sensitive. The Alsakani library lacked artifacts it made up for with the sheer determination of the population to support the now public library, especially the upper crust of Alsakan and higher education facilities.

With Airus now managing an entire department his responsibilities grew he had to as well. Guiding and directing new recruits as well as traveling into the galaxy to help locate and offer training to force sensitives as requested. Managing the library while helping expand it while also working outreach programs to the local universities about the Alsakani judicials and how they can help. Heading important high level investigations and crimes, even working with the King of Alsakan and his court when needed. His most important duty was that of outreach, Airus had an already existing relationship with the Mandalorians while he is no diplomat he is an important member of the Judicials, as such presence in meetings is usually there to lend his support to the ambassador's words.

Varina for her part has focused on associating herself with leadership and rank more so in with the people. As an armory sergeant for the Alsakani Judicials Varina Vel Aath specializes in guns, armor, droids, and ships. Her love of the arts extends well into creating and building unique objects, sabers are by far and away her favorite thing to build, though she has not finished her first master work. In truth one of the reasons she has kept herself from gaining too many responsibilities is that Varina quietly arms and trains CIS resistance groups. Building arms and armor for rebels, even helping tune starships or repairing old droids. While Airus is aware of this her brother mostly just passes her intel or occasionally helps in training, though that is few and far between.

Recently the twins have the trip to Mandalore not one of their usual training or goodwill trips, no, it’s an honest to Ashla vacation for the pair. Having recently been on Alaskan for Remembrance Day, dedicated to the trillion who died on Coruscant when it was burned. With Airus (against his will) speaking at a vigil held for the still missing and more than likely never to be found peoples of the once proud capital. Airus plans to meditate and train, maybe visit a few friends and old war buddies and even maybe see if Elam is still on world.

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Keldabe City // Mandalore // Mandalore Sector

Rorwoorr walked out of the abandoned building, Ishtil's presence still weighing heavily on his mind. The two of them hadn't seen each other for years. He couldn't believe how much the formerly wide-eyed, cheery Padawan had changed. Into a hardened and cynical man, there was still hope there. Underneath. The old Wookiee just hoped that it would last through the days to come, the war wasn't over. Things were moving, you could feel it in the Force if you just stopped and paid attention to it. The push and pull were less, rhythmic, than usual. Chaos chewed at the edges, nagging at his mind like a great shadow.

He allowed his mind to drift back into the present. Rorwoorr threw a toothy smile at a youth, who tucked behind their mother. They weren't sure whether to be excited or scared, when their mother noticed the interaction she turned to see Rorwoorr, then laughed as she tousled the hair of her child. Who in turn beamed at the Wookiee.

As he moved to the Wealthier more kept-together districts the footpath beneath him became more solid and consistent. The clunk-clunk-clunk of his stave on the path alerting those before him to his presence in contrast to his muffled furred footfall. Pausing at the corner of the street he had to look twice as in the distance he noticed what looked like an Imperial Admiral walking with two Tuskens. He knew Mandalore welcomed everyone, but even he was surprised at the presence of Tuskens and their being with a member of the Imperial Admiralty.

Shaking it off he walked with a singular purpose, to the same place that the Force had guided him to several years ago when he had several broken droids in need of refurbishment. He smiled to himself as he noticed the shop was still open. Walking into the organised chaos that Kaura would find herself totally at home in. Nearly stumbling as he noticed a Tusken sat in the corner working on some form of speeder bike. He walked squarely up to the counter, trying to smile and seem as non-threatening as possible. Probing her aura gently with his mind she seemed more settled than she had been before, but no less broken, or suspicious.

Despite the distinct lack of droid present for translation, he decided not to stand there awkwardly. <Greetings, it is good to see you well. I have come for some parts.>

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Keldabe Administrative District // Mandalore // Mandalore Sector
^{Interacting with @Webboysurf}

"Of course, I am trying to avoid my obligations to entertain a few of my aristocratic colleagues... so I would not mind accompanying you for a while longer, your highness."

Koren nodded along to everything that Ro said, taking the time to mull it over. "I will take all this under consideration. It is-" Koren took a moment to weigh his words. "-a difficult and complicated situation to be in."

Ro joked about trying to avoid responsibilities and Koren just smiled. "Avoiding important diplomatic and societal duties?" He placed a hand on Ros shoulder. "Just consider me an expert."

Koren used his shoulder touch to guide Ro into a walk down the corridor. "How about a viewing of a Hapan cruiser? We can say you're doing important diplomatic work. It will only cost you one favour."

Koren turned to face Ro with a hint of challenge and cheek in his eyes.

"A sparring match."

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Aboard the 'Endurance' // Deep Space // Imperial Territory

The pilots sat in the briefing room. There was quiet chatter from the command pits where officers exchanged data chits and idle conversation as they reviewed the latest information provided by the fighters running exercises, drills and patrols in the space around the ship. A holoprojector in the middle of the room was showing the battle as it had unfolded between the two training squadrons. Rae was only half watching, in the downtime after she had seen to her ship she had done nothing but pour over the attack. Two kills, twelve deaths. It was unheard of by an Imperial Squadron.

Colonel Tynrons voice sounded disappointed more than anything. As if he had been hoping for a different outcome. "Now we all know what went wrong in this fight." He nodded at the Major who hit a couple of keys on the holoprojector as it displayed a hologram of what was called the TIE Defender. "Lets see that this doesn't happen again.

A file was then transmitted to all their datapads.

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Rae poured over the information as the Colonel spoke, while the Interceptor and standard TIE had basic shields the lack of space and power generation meant it lapsed the stronger shields of the GRM or Alaskan fighters. The hyperdrive was also only a class five and only really capable of aiding in retreat if the command ship was destroyed, or short hops in combat. Meanwhile, the Defender had strong shields and a Class 2.0 hyperdrive.

"This is the TIE Defender, it is better than anything else we have faced before and the pilots aren't like anything else we've seen before. It's slower than an Interceptor but it makes up for it in strength. Heavy cannons, shields, more concussion missiles."

A hologram of the Interceptor appeared beside the defender. "We need to lead into the advantage the Interceptor gives us. You're all more seasoned pilots than those in the Defender wing-"

Well obviously, considering the fact they're literally teeneagers. Thought Rae. Interceptors flashed round the hologram.

"-we need to play into that. I expect you to all take the time until our next drill to analyse their flight patterns."

The ships moved in the hologram, and Rae watched as it panned outwards from the Endeavour.

"This time around we're going to be the aggressors. Your squadron will be supplemented by a wing of bombers. He turned to Major Thrace. "The Major will fill you in with the plan." As the Colonel stepped back the Major stepped forward.

"Everybody listen up." The pilots stood a little straighter. "We're going to operate in two groups-" The Hologram shifted, following everything he said. ""One and Two will swoop in fast to engage the Defenders, with any hope this will split their number in two. Six on Three is a lot more manageable." He grimaced as if he didn't believe what he was saying.

Rae wasn't sure if she believed him either. "We're going to target one Defender at a time-

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Attacking the Endeavour // Deep Space // Imperial Territory

Raes fighter wing hung behind the bombers. Hugging as closely behind the fighters as they possibly could in an effort to mask their sensor shadow. The biggest issue is while this made them blind to the enemy, they were also blind. She sent a double click on the comms through to her wing, who gave her two chirps in confirmation. They didn't dare risk full comms due to the risk of being detected.

The four bombers swung through space lazily in pre-determined manoeuvres that had been agreed upon beforehand. Her finger hovered over the trigger, while the adrenaline coursed through her veins. It took all her restraint not to hit the throttle. Laser bolts raced over her head, several of them bouncing off the bombers shields. Come on. Come on.

The communication came through from Lieutenant Ert, number eight. "Now Ten!

Pulling the stuck up and around her and her TIEs spun up and around. As soon as they were clear of the bombers her sensors screamed to life. Flights one and two had already engaged three defenders, she couldn't focus on them at the moment. Green laser bolts lanced out towards the Defender wing, clipping one as it spun off wildly. The other two broke off.

"Eight, I'm left."

"Copy, I'm right."

"Eleven hard, twelve soft. I'll keep peppering."

"Copy."

"Copy."

Rae watched as Eleven pulled up and did a hard burn in a loop to lead him ahead of the Defender, meanwhile, Twelve was going so that if the Defender turned hard he would have it covered. Peppering its shields, she saw as the bolts sparked out harmlessly against the back shields. She watched as Eleven came back down around, as soon as he was above the Defender he switched to target lock.

"One out." Rae smirked as she continued to keep her finger down on the trigger finger. Peppering it, it ducked and weaved as the missile streamed in from above before shooting past harmlessly.

It turned, and was instantly facing twelves laser fire. Rae had to suppress a whoop as it was disabled. Their plan worked, in singling out individual targets they could overwhelm them- then the moment of celebration was ruined when a missile 'collided' with eleven knocking it out. "Sithspit." She banked hard to the right, twisting in a roll. The entire ship shook as the Defender rocked past in a near miss. Twisting and banking hard she watched as Eleven was knocked out. Giving her a keen sense of Deja-Vu.

It was almost as if with the more pilots the Defenders lost the more bold and effective the remaining vessels became. "So that's how its going to be is it."

Pushing her engines to full she twisted rocking against her crash harness. Targetting computer beeping as it honed in to lock in on the target vessel. It narrowed in, the tone quickened before it became constant indicating a lock. Switching to missiles, she swung in behind the defender. Finger on the trigger ready to fire.

Rae winced as the comm silence broke. "All units, all units. Stand down and prepare for hyperspace jump. 3-5 form up on the Endurance in escort formation, all other units are to dock immediately and secure for hyperspace launch." Rae swore and threw her helmet off in frustration, as it bounced harmlessly off the cockpit wall. Right when she had the shot.

That said, as the frustration rubbed off and the adrenaline lapsed as she swung back in towards the Endurance goosebumps formed. They were supposed to be in training, as part of a top secret mission and they were being called away at the last minute?

Something was going on.

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Who has two thumbs and wrote themselves into a corner so had to have a convenient out to end a conversation (that was helpfully provided by two other players)?

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Keldabe City // Mandalore // Mandalore Sector

Rorwoorr took a second to compose himself. <Perhaps I failed as a Master. It is never a failure to offer aid to those in need.>

Ishtil shrugged and chuckled slightly under his breath. "That is not what I am saying. Citizens of the Empire require aid-"

<Citizens of the Galaxy.> Rorwoorr interjected.

Ishtil continued, ignoring the interruption. "You're a one-hundred-year-old Wookiee trained as a warrior from birth. If all the Jedi of your experience were to work with us, we could finally bring this war to an end."

Rorwoorr sighed. <We have had this conversation before, my apprentice.> He walked away from the plant in the centre of the room, looking up through the skylight he watched as the racing vessels passed again. This time with a different ship in the lead. Rorwoorr had lived a long life. He had seen the Republic as a strong union of the Galaxy, had seen it become festered and poisoned by corruption and greed. A sickness that infected every vein of the Galaxy, including the Jedi as the Galaxy erupted into war.

A war that killed or corrupted everyone or everything it touched. Even now the Jedi were more spread out than they had been before, with no sense of unity between the various orders. Just like the Galaxy.

<I am no warrior. Nor am I willing to take a side.>

"By not taking a side you would see the Separatists control the Galaxy-"

<I will fight for the people, I will fight to see people free, happy and healthy. This has not changed>

"Do you care nothing of Gerarks sacrifice?"

A cold shiver ran up Rorwoorrs spine. To this day some small part of him mourned his former Padawan. There was no way to know if the Jedi could have survived Knightfall, no doubt he would have died defending the Temple to ensure as many could survive as possible. Rorwoorr had been elsewhere in the Galaxy when he had felt Gerarks death, only to have it later confirmed by the Jedi Council. Could the Wookiee have helped?

Well. There was no point in dwelling. He had lost so many friends, not just to war but to the ravages of time.

<Gerark was a loss to the Galaxy, as is every other life. You waste your breath Ishtil. I care not for politics.>

The Zabrak grimaced in a near snarl, his wrist comm buzzing slightly. He turned around and took the call privately.

"There are Argent in the area. I've been called to help organise our younger Imperials to ensure their safety and wellbeing."

Rorwoorr bowed his head. <Go safely, my former Apprentice.> He meant what he said, sincerely. Though he could feel the agitation rolling off the Zabrak in waves as he walked out of the building.

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and thus Julian relapsed into his coma for another two years

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My Rorwoorr post will get worked on tomorrow.

Life gotta life.

Star Wars Chapter 0: KNIGHTFALL

Will very likely work on a Rorwoorr post tomorrow post-work