What if the Jedi Council decided the too-old for the Order kid who failed the interview process would have an experienced teacher rather than one who just attained Knighthood and lost his master.
Another start, another life (Anakin Quest) Reboot
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Another start, another life (Anakin Quest) Reboot
Once your life was set. You, like your mother was a slave under the threefold sun of Tatooine. You would work for Watoo the mechanic, and any other master he would sell you too. You dreamed of freedom and you had the skills to perhaps achieve it. Your hands and your brain are quick and building a scanner to know where the bombs implanted in you are set was difficult but not impossible. You thought your life was set. You would work by day and try to gain freedom at night for you remembered that you were meant to be free. That everyone is meant to be free. Things changed though. Jedi Master Qui Gon Jinn happened to meet you and see in you the potential to join the Order, or perhaps something more. He won you in a bet as Watoo had won both you and your mother long ago and you sailed with him the sea of stars to Corusant and Naboo. You thought you would become one of the Jedi Knights under his tutelage Now he is dead, burnt to ashes in the pyre the Jedi made for their brother. A loss marring the victory you helped to achieve by chance.
Your name is Anakin. In the tongue of your people (the slaves because the Hutts, depurs all of them, are not your people), your name means he who will bring the rain and the reckoning of all masters. You are a child of the desert, born of no father, not an unusual situation among the slaves. Your name is Skywalker, Ekkreth in the tongue of your people, the trickster, the shapeshifter, «The Slave who Makes Free». Many are their stories and many are their struggles. In truth, you never did feel very close to your namesake. Ekkreth's way are the tricks and the jokes and subtlety. You don't want to humiliate the masters. In your heart you would kill them, a knowledge born from your toil under Watoo and the realization he was one of the mildest bosses on the planet. Your mother smiled sadly when you told her you would rather be Brightstar and descend over the depurs and their lackeys on wings of flame. She asked you then if you would kill their families too and in your heart you knew you would. Mercy is wasted on the unmerciful and, like when you repair a droid, you would see the problem solved fully and without compromise.
You pace around in one of the Naboo Royal Palace's hallways. Beyond the doors you know Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon's student, is making his report. You don't know what will happen to you. The Jedi did not want you, even if Obi-Wan told you he would leave the Order to train you. Perhaps it would not be so bad. You would stay a time with the Naboo. Their queen is mighty, beautiful and amazing and perfect and staying with her would be nice. You could learn what Watoo didn't teach you and with your skill you will return with Tatooine with a present for your mother, your people, your masters. What's your mother doing anyway? You're sure she is not crying. Slaves learn to not look back and even now you feel guilty disobeying her. You look back and forwards in a way that never ends well. Many returned to chains and death to save parents and friends they should have left behind. Still you look back to the house in the Quarters, to the smell of her cooking, to the sound of her stories. You imagine her future, grey-robed, surrounded by a smattering of children. You imagine her future but not long because, as you do, you feel ice grips your heart.
«In turmoil are you, young Skywalker?» You snap at attention at the sound. You didn't notice the gates opening on Obi-Wan and the small furry creature called Yoda. You don't know how to feel about him. You sense his power. The world sings his presence, calmy but surely, it surrounds you with a warmth different from the sun's radiance. You fear to lay down your barriers, to really accept to be comfortable in this cloud for you know you wouldn't emerge unchanged.
«No Master Yoda. I'm good». Your voice belies your world, shaking with stress and the cold you never escaped since Tatooine.
«Your master I am not your Skywalker. Your owner I am not and no power I have over you or anyone. Master they call me because I mastered myself but a servant of the Force I remain. Elder you can call me, teacher perhaps, old decrepit goblin if you dare.» Obi-Wan's face cracks in an involontary smile ar the tirade. Apparently he thought to call the Grandmaster of the Order that at least once, or heard it. Yoda continues without noticing: «Free you are, free you were, free you always will be. Your masters the true slave they are, chained to greed, desire and hatred, tied to the flesh that will die and not the eternal.»
That's a bit naïve to say the least but you understand the feeling for after all the children of the Mother remember they are meant to be free. You relax a bit while the elder Jedi speaks softly: «A decision we have come to. Young Obi-Wan train you will not.» He rises a paw to still the storm inside you. «Not good for a Knight to take an apprentice so soon it is. Trained in the ways of the Jedi you will be. A true master you will have.»
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[] Yoda continues: «Your teacher young Skywalker I will be.» As you look dumbfounded on the old Jedi you can look down you see him smile. It's not the smile of a grandfather but rather the mischievous smile Kister had when plotting a trick. Still you don't see what the little green... You repress a scream as the cane gently hits your leg. «Judging me by my size you were. Size matters not and that you will learn. To at least fake listening to old people you also will learn. Important a skill it is.»
[] The black man who tested you with the rest of the Council pass the door. You straighten yourself when he locks gazes with you. For a moment you fear him but as he feels it his demeanor changes. He smiles and you understand without understanding he is fair as he is stern. « I have heard on what you did to the Trade Federation command ship. Even a trained pilot would have struggled to do so.» As you blush from the compliment he continues. «I am Mace Windu and I will be your teacher.»
[] You shudder as a woman appears where you saw nothing once. Yoda looks at her in mild disapproval, which she ignores with the grace born from long habit. She is young but her hair are white. You wouldn't dream call her motherly in any way but she doesn't seems evil, just hard. You have a very bad feeling about what her teaching style will involve but then she smiles and you have the vision of her kneeling above a plant and gently making it bloom and flower. "I am the Dark Woman," she says with a smile, "and I will be your teacher."
[] An old woman approaches and seeing her, even with formal robes, you are reminded of the Grandmother of your quarter, wise woman and storyteller and survivor. Like with Yoda, a part of you longs to sit by her side and listen. She is old but spry and she smiles at you. « Hello Anakin. My name is Jocasta Nu. I keep the Archives of the Jedi.» So yes she is a Grandmother. «I will be your teacher.» You look at Yoda for a moment and you have the feeling you are not primed for a normal apprenticeship with this one, and you don't know why.
[] A man comes into the room, robed in black and grey. His hair is short and greying and his smile is knowing. You see secrets in this face, shadows without evil. He kneels before you with a smile as summer but you see his eyes spy the corners of the room. "Hello Anakin." he says with the tone of the father you never knew. "I am Tholme the Watchman". You don't understand the term but the same flashes that saved your life on the podracer track whisper spy to your heart. "I will be your teacher."
[] A man enters the room, bowing to Yoda while Obi-Wan reflexively bows to him. He is going gray but not there completely with a short beard and an aristocratic style. On one hand you don't like him very much. He walks like one of the masters confident and self-assured. You think he wouldn't like the stories about Ekreth very much. Still he kneels and looks at you in the eyes and you feel his grief touching yours. : «I am Dooku. I was Qui Gon's master and I will be yours» His tone brooks no refusal but you are more interested in the curved hilt of his lightsaber than anything else. So some notes to prevent misunderstandings.
If you choose Dooku you butterfly away his fall and apprenticeship under Sidious. He is prideful and cold but he won't be evil
Jocasta doesn't do fiedlwork anymore so most of at least the early stages of your apprenticeship will happen in the Temple itself. It has obvious flaws but also powerful advantages as Jocasta is highly regarded by the people there. Also if you want access to esoteric knowledge it's the only way.
Note: Tatooine Slave Culture (where Ekkreth, comes from) is from Fialleril (feel free to check their Double Agent Vader series)
Once your life was set. You, like your mother was a slave under the threefold sun of Tatooine. You would work for Watoo the mechanic, and any other master he would sell you too. You dreamed of freedom and you had the skills to perhaps achieve it. Your hands and your brain are quick and building a scanner to know where the bombs implanted in you are set was difficult but not impossible. You thought your life was set. You would work by day and try to gain freedom at night for you remembered that you were meant to be free. That everyone is meant to be free. Things changed though. Jedi Master Qui Gon Jinn happened to meet you and see in you the potential to join the Order, or perhaps something more. He won you in a bet as Watoo had won both you and your mother long ago and you sailed with him the sea of stars to Corusant and Naboo. You thought you would become one of the Jedi Knights under his tutelage Now he is dead, burnt to ashes in the pyre the Jedi made for their brother. A loss marring the victory you helped to achieve by chance.
Your name is Anakin. In the tongue of your people (the slaves because the Hutts, depurs all of them, are not your people), your name means he who will bring the rain and the reckoning of all masters. You are a child of the desert, born of no father, not an unusual situation among the slaves. Your name is Skywalker, Ekkreth in the tongue of your people, the trickster, the shapeshifter, «The Slave who Makes Free». Many are their stories and many are their struggles. In truth, you never did feel very close to your namesake. Ekkreth's way are the tricks and the jokes and subtlety. You don't want to humiliate the masters. In your heart you would kill them, a knowledge born from your toil under Watoo and the realization he was one of the mildest bosses on the planet. Your mother smiled sadly when you told her you would rather be Brightstar and descend over the depurs and their lackeys on wings of flame. She asked you then if you would kill their families too and in your heart you knew you would. Mercy is wasted on the unmerciful and, like when you repair a droid, you would see the problem solved fully and without compromise.
You pace around in one of the Naboo Royal Palace's hallways. Beyond the doors you know Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon's student, is making his report. You don't know what will happen to you. The Jedi did not want you, even if Obi-Wan told you he would leave the Order to train you. Perhaps it would not be so bad. You would stay a time with the Naboo. Their queen is mighty, beautiful and amazing and perfect and staying with her would be nice. You could learn what Watoo didn't teach you and with your skill you will return with Tatooine with a present for your mother, your people, your masters. What's your mother doing anyway? You're sure she is not crying. Slaves learn to not look back and even now you feel guilty disobeying her. You look back and forwards in a way that never ends well. Many returned to chains and death to save parents and friends they should have left behind. Still you look back to the house in the Quarters, to the smell of her cooking, to the sound of her stories. You imagine her future, grey-robed, surrounded by a smattering of children. You imagine her future but not long because, as you do, you feel ice grips your heart.
«In turmoil are you, young Skywalker?» You snap at attention at the sound. You didn't notice the gates opening on Obi-Wan and the small furry creature called Yoda. You don't know how to feel about him. You sense his power. The world sings his presence, calmy but surely, it surrounds you with a warmth different from the sun's radiance. You fear to lay down your barriers, to really accept to be comfortable in this cloud for you know you wouldn't emerge unchanged.
«No Master Yoda. I'm good». Your voice belies your world, shaking with stress and the cold you never escaped since Tatooine.
«Your master I am not your Skywalker. Your owner I am not and no power I have over you or anyone. Master they call me because I mastered myself but a servant of the Force I remain. Elder you can call me, teacher perhaps, old decrepit goblin if you dare.» Obi-Wan's face cracks in an involontary smile ar the tirade. Apparently he thought to call the Grandmaster of the Order that at least once, or heard it. Yoda continues without noticing: «Free you are, free you were, free you always will be. Your masters the true slave they are, chained to greed, desire and hatred, tied to the flesh that will die and not the eternal.»
That's a bit naïve to say the least but you understand the feeling for after all the children of the Mother remember they are meant to be free. You relax a bit while the elder Jedi speaks softly: «A decision we have come to. Young Obi-Wan train you will not.» He rises a paw to still the storm inside you. «Not good for a Knight to take an apprentice so soon it is. Trained in the ways of the Jedi you will be. A true master you will have.»
Master (choose 1)
[] Yoda continues: «Your teacher young Skywalker I will be.» As you look dumbfounded on the old Jedi you can look down you see him smile. It's not the smile of a grandfather but rather the mischievous smile Kister had when plotting a trick. Still you don't see what the little green... You repress a scream as the cane gently hits your leg. «Judging me by my size you were. Size matters not and that you will learn. To at least fake listening to old people you also will learn. Important a skill it is.»
[] The black man who tested you with the rest of the Council pass the door. You straighten yourself when he locks gazes with you. For a moment you fear him but as he feels it his demeanor changes. He smiles and you understand without understanding he is fair as he is stern. « I have heard on what you did to the Trade Federation command ship. Even a trained pilot would have struggled to do so.» As you blush from the compliment he continues. «I am Mace Windu and I will be your teacher.»
[] You shudder as a woman appears where you saw nothing once. Yoda looks at her in mild disapproval, which she ignores with the grace born from long habit. She is young but her hair are white. You wouldn't dream call her motherly in any way but she doesn't seems evil, just hard. You have a very bad feeling about what her teaching style will involve but then she smiles and you have the vision of her kneeling above a plant and gently making it bloom and flower. "I am the Dark Woman," she says with a smile, "and I will be your teacher."
[] An old woman approaches and seeing her, even with formal robes, you are reminded of the Grandmother of your quarter, wise woman and storyteller and survivor. Like with Yoda, a part of you longs to sit by her side and listen. She is old but spry and she smiles at you. « Hello Anakin. My name is Jocasta Nu. I keep the Archives of the Jedi.» So yes she is a Grandmother. «I will be your teacher.» You look at Yoda for a moment and you have the feeling you are not primed for a normal apprenticeship with this one, and you don't know why.
[] A man comes into the room, robed in black and grey. His hair is short and greying and his smile is knowing. You see secrets in this face, shadows without evil. He kneels before you with a smile as summer but you see his eyes spy the corners of the room. "Hello Anakin." he says with the tone of the father you never knew. "I am Tholme the Watchman". You don't understand the term but the same flashes that saved your life on the podracer track whisper spy to your heart. "I will be your teacher."
[] A man enters the room, bowing to Yoda while Obi-Wan reflexively bows to him. He is going gray but not there completely with a short beard and an aristocratic style. On one hand you don't like him very much. He walks like one of the masters confident and self-assured. You think he wouldn't like the stories about Ekreth very much. Still he kneels and looks at you in the eyes and you feel his grief touching yours. : «I am Dooku. I was Qui Gon's master and I will be yours» His tone brooks no refusal but you are more interested in the curved hilt of his lightsaber than anything else. So some notes to prevent misunderstandings.
If you choose Dooku you butterfly away his fall and apprenticeship under Sidious. He is prideful and cold but he won't be evil
Jocasta doesn't do fiedlwork anymore so most of at least the early stages of your apprenticeship will happen in the Temple itself. It has obvious flaws but also powerful advantages as Jocasta is highly regarded by the people there. Also if you want access to esoteric knowledge it's the only way.
Note: Tatooine Slave Culture (where Ekkreth, comes from) is from Fialleril (feel free to check their Double Agent Vader series)
Aspect Choice
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Padawan of Mace Windu: The only Jedi as famous in the Order as Yoda, Mace Windu is the embodiment of the Jedi Knight. He is recognized by the Republic as a great warrior and by the Jedi by one of the rare persons able to develop a whole form of lightsaber combat. It brings many expectations for all of Mace's students grew to be legendary fighters of their own. Depa Billaba who stands in the Council will help you as she would help a younger brother and train you if your master would prove unavailable. Mace's teaching style is physically exhausting as he is a firm believer in moving meditation and physical conditioning yet he also teaches skills rarely seen in the Order. He demands the best from you but his are not the harsh words of Dooku or the Dark Woman. More than the saber, he teaches a code where the mighty must defend the weak and the brave give courage to the fearful. This Aspect will be used to compel you into doing Mace's will and obey his orders. Yet it can be invoked to recognize fighting styles, even exotic ones, provide bonuses to physical actions due to your intense training, or even access information as Padawan of a Council Member. It can also be invoked to retroactively having been warned by your master of a Shatterpoint in the situation.
You will have occasions to learn Vapaad and Shatterpoint.
Now to choose the other Aspects
Choose 2 Aspects among these
[] Thunderous Force: You don't hear the Force except as a raging storm. You have no control, no refinement and certainly never will. Complex powers such as illusions or life manipulation are forbidden to you and the others. Your telekinesis expresses itself as waves of power bringing you what you need or expelling your foes. You don't talk through the Force but you scream making your telepathy resounds through nearby minds but your messages always arrive at destinations. Body enhancement is an instinct for you and you emerge as a dangerous physical foe but still an offense to the Jedi's creed of subtlety over brute strength, at least where the Force is concerned. This Aspect will be used to compel you to use brute strength instead of subtle application of the Force. You can invoke it to overcome the defenses of an opponent or accomplish feats of abnormal potency.
[] Child of the Mother: You are Anakin Ekkreth of Tatooine, you were a slave and even if you are free, you remain a child of the three suns. You know of your destiny. Your mother told you as she walked into the desert sent by her master Gardulla, she heard the voice of Ar-Amu in the storm asking if she accepted to bear the storm and the reckoning of the masters. She accepted and when she returned to her master's side she was pregnant without having known a man. You are fully intent of realizing your destiny and take your place among the prophets of your people. You have several ideas to do that, going from the impractical and certainly not allowed by the Jedi to the devious. For the moment you continue in your ambition of creating a scanner to see where the transmitters bombs are hidden in their flesh. To create something that can be efficient, easily hidden and crafted by slaves is difficult but you will manage, there is no other options. This Aspect will be used to compel you to turn your mind into Tatooine and the plight of slaves. You can invoke when doing things dedicated to the end of slavery or links with the Tatooine diaspora.
[] Unhappy Prophet: You survived your podracing days by seeing events just before they happened but your sight sees much farther than that. You have dreams where you see the future and your intuitions are often correct. In the streets of Mos Espa's slave quarters people whispered you were a seer and that wasn't unprecedented. Still your farseeing while potent is not only beyond your direct control but also frightening. You can be bedridden with visions of battlefields, murdered children and yourself caged in a nightmarish armor, more a slave than you ever were under Watoo. Can these visions be changed? You don't know. Some of what you foretold enabled the escape of slaves along the freedom trail but you know some of them attained freedom by dying in the wastes. This Aspect will be used to compel you into acting out of fatalism or lose sleep due to nightmares. You can invoke it to declare you dreamt of the situation at hand and made preparations to this effect.
[] Corrupt Power: Untrained your power expresses itself in path not trodden by the Jedi. You were a slave and hatred and bile are your friends. Not only you are quick to anger but the Force follows your wrath. While it naturally helps your telekinesis, helping you crush items and once trained bodies, your loathing can be made a sickness and your wrath become lightning of pain. These powers are forbidden by the Jedi and are the mark of a fascination with the Dark but they are powerful and surely there are people who deserve to be the target of such powers. Yet take heed no one notices you using them. The Jedi would punish you and there are others who would prime you for recruitment. This Aspect will be used to compel you into using the Dark Side to solve problem. You can invoke it to use the Dark Side and even lure dark spirits to tolerate you.
[] Blade of the Jedi: You are a natural with the saber and the masters predict you will be one of the greatest swordmen of the Order. It is good but it has prices. First you aren't a master yet and must train to not let your natural talent go to waste. Then skill with the saber brings rivals even in the hallowed ranks of the Jedi Order. It is also a temptation for violence is not the way of a Jedi Knight but for you it is so easy. Some even whisper your skill with the blade has atrophied your link with the Living Force. This Aspect will be used to compel you into choosing to resort to your blade even if inconvenient. You can invoke it to justify being able to stand or even beat more experienced opponents.
[] True Believer: You really believe the Jedi Code. Yes it's strange but you found peace in the teachings of the Jedi, even the reliefs given to you by Qui-Gon Jinn and Obi-Wan Kenobi. There is no passion, there is serenity, there is no chaos, there is harmony, there is no passion, there is peace. There is no death, there is the Force. You are not sure you understand all the ramifications of the words but you believe them. When you meditate you seem to connect with the universe, touching a light who fills you with joy. There is pain, there is darkness but you know in the end things will work out. This Aspect will be used to compel you into acting to the Jedi Code. You can invoke it to resist temptation by evil or increase your status among the Jedi.
[] Write-In: I accept Write-in if you can tell me how the Aspect can be used to compel you and how you can invoke it for bonuses.
You will have occasions to learn Vapaad and Shatterpoint.
Now to choose the other Aspects
Choose 2 Aspects among these
[] Thunderous Force: You don't hear the Force except as a raging storm. You have no control, no refinement and certainly never will. Complex powers such as illusions or life manipulation are forbidden to you and the others. Your telekinesis expresses itself as waves of power bringing you what you need or expelling your foes. You don't talk through the Force but you scream making your telepathy resounds through nearby minds but your messages always arrive at destinations. Body enhancement is an instinct for you and you emerge as a dangerous physical foe but still an offense to the Jedi's creed of subtlety over brute strength, at least where the Force is concerned. This Aspect will be used to compel you to use brute strength instead of subtle application of the Force. You can invoke it to overcome the defenses of an opponent or accomplish feats of abnormal potency.
[] Child of the Mother: You are Anakin Ekkreth of Tatooine, you were a slave and even if you are free, you remain a child of the three suns. You know of your destiny. Your mother told you as she walked into the desert sent by her master Gardulla, she heard the voice of Ar-Amu in the storm asking if she accepted to bear the storm and the reckoning of the masters. She accepted and when she returned to her master's side she was pregnant without having known a man. You are fully intent of realizing your destiny and take your place among the prophets of your people. You have several ideas to do that, going from the impractical and certainly not allowed by the Jedi to the devious. For the moment you continue in your ambition of creating a scanner to see where the transmitters bombs are hidden in their flesh. To create something that can be efficient, easily hidden and crafted by slaves is difficult but you will manage, there is no other options. This Aspect will be used to compel you to turn your mind into Tatooine and the plight of slaves. You can invoke when doing things dedicated to the end of slavery or links with the Tatooine diaspora.
[] Unhappy Prophet: You survived your podracing days by seeing events just before they happened but your sight sees much farther than that. You have dreams where you see the future and your intuitions are often correct. In the streets of Mos Espa's slave quarters people whispered you were a seer and that wasn't unprecedented. Still your farseeing while potent is not only beyond your direct control but also frightening. You can be bedridden with visions of battlefields, murdered children and yourself caged in a nightmarish armor, more a slave than you ever were under Watoo. Can these visions be changed? You don't know. Some of what you foretold enabled the escape of slaves along the freedom trail but you know some of them attained freedom by dying in the wastes. This Aspect will be used to compel you into acting out of fatalism or lose sleep due to nightmares. You can invoke it to declare you dreamt of the situation at hand and made preparations to this effect.
[] Corrupt Power: Untrained your power expresses itself in path not trodden by the Jedi. You were a slave and hatred and bile are your friends. Not only you are quick to anger but the Force follows your wrath. While it naturally helps your telekinesis, helping you crush items and once trained bodies, your loathing can be made a sickness and your wrath become lightning of pain. These powers are forbidden by the Jedi and are the mark of a fascination with the Dark but they are powerful and surely there are people who deserve to be the target of such powers. Yet take heed no one notices you using them. The Jedi would punish you and there are others who would prime you for recruitment. This Aspect will be used to compel you into using the Dark Side to solve problem. You can invoke it to use the Dark Side and even lure dark spirits to tolerate you.
[] Blade of the Jedi: You are a natural with the saber and the masters predict you will be one of the greatest swordmen of the Order. It is good but it has prices. First you aren't a master yet and must train to not let your natural talent go to waste. Then skill with the saber brings rivals even in the hallowed ranks of the Jedi Order. It is also a temptation for violence is not the way of a Jedi Knight but for you it is so easy. Some even whisper your skill with the blade has atrophied your link with the Living Force. This Aspect will be used to compel you into choosing to resort to your blade even if inconvenient. You can invoke it to justify being able to stand or even beat more experienced opponents.
[] True Believer: You really believe the Jedi Code. Yes it's strange but you found peace in the teachings of the Jedi, even the reliefs given to you by Qui-Gon Jinn and Obi-Wan Kenobi. There is no passion, there is serenity, there is no chaos, there is harmony, there is no passion, there is peace. There is no death, there is the Force. You are not sure you understand all the ramifications of the words but you believe them. When you meditate you seem to connect with the universe, touching a light who fills you with joy. There is pain, there is darkness but you know in the end things will work out. This Aspect will be used to compel you into acting to the Jedi Code. You can invoke it to resist temptation by evil or increase your status among the Jedi.
[] Write-In: I accept Write-in if you can tell me how the Aspect can be used to compel you and how you can invoke it for bonuses.
Journey to Coruscant part 1
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Journey to Coruscant part 1
You sigh as you leave Theed for the cold space. Unlike what some will think it's not because of the Queen even if she is pretty and fierce as the krayt and beautiful as the Mighty One of the desert. You have left her a japor talisman. She doesn't know it but you carved it with what you remember of the Mother's Protection. She will never know what the marks mean and perhaps she will simply slip the necklace into a coffer and forget it but it was a good thing to do. She is a good person. She deserves what protection you can offer. She is loved and deserves to be loved and you will always remember the crowds celebrating their freedom and her so fair beneath her finery and make-up. You think you would desire her if you were older. It irks you for you know of desire even if the Jedi that won your freedom would have preferred you would not. You remember the touch of his mind on yours, stern but gentle, relieved. The younger explained it to you. Even the Jedi are not accustomed to the Slave Quarters of Mos Espa. As a Toydarian Watoo never expressed this kind of interest but you know others who were less lucky and more still who had to deal with the realities of living with their parents in a single small room, especially when a sandstorm beat the windows.
No you don't sigh because of Padme Amidala crowned with gold and joy and care. You sigh for the fountains and the waterfalls of Theed who look to you as the heaven of the tales. Legends of your people speaking of gardens in the deep desert far from any depur. When comes the time where slavery is heavier on the shoulders than the fear of death and people gather on the freedom trails. In the closing ceremonies, even after your teacher slowly and deliberately with more careful dexterity than you expected braided your hair in the Jedi way, you sang in whispers the old song of freedom and hope. Teacher Windu asked why you sang of such feelings. He did not understand the words but felt the longing in your tune. You said only it was the music of Tatooine where water is scarce. Perhaps you expected a reprimand but the lines of his face softened and afterwards he talked to you of the worlds he ranged as a Jedi Knight even if his home will always be the Temple. He talks of war and peace, of friends made and shared cups, of chains broken and oaths upheld. He did not suffer slavery but he saw it and fought it.
You sit with him in a ship bound to Coruscant, to the Temple where you will spend most of your time as your master is based there. There will be missions and travels and friends but your existence will mostly happen in its confines. Still you are not yet arrived and Mace Windu will not be idle in the weeks spent in the cold of space. After all he is your Master… No he is not. He said it himself and all who came with him burning Qui Gon agreed. They are not masters as the Depurans are. They attain their rank by teaching a student and seeing them depart their presence. They are Teachers and that what you will call them. Still your teacher has clearly shown he won't be behind your back at each moment. You heard there were plans to make your schedule soft at the beginning but you reminded your teacher you were once a slave and accustomed to the heavy workout of the Temple's Younglings
It already began. Tests to see if you can read and write determining you can't in Basic and Rhyl but can in Huttese. You don't speak to the teachers of Amatakka, the mother's tongue for it is a secret meant for the ears of slaves. Teacher Windu never probes about the words you sang even if Elder Yoda once asks you of how slaves keep freedom while in chains.
You learn of the Code and you struggle with understanding its meaning, to the smiles of the teachers who tell you a life is not enough to decipher the sense of the sentences. You weight them with your own faith. They are not what you expected. The Jedi care not for gods or demons and you suspect they consider them unimportant compared to right living. Obi-Wan told you of Qunlan Vos marked with the symbols of his clan and the former student of your master is adorned with jewels of enlightenment. Still wrath is not a vice for slaves who would be free. You will have to meditate and have much to do.
Choose 2
[] Teacher Windu has decided you will build your Padawan's lightsaber before arriving to the Temple. By foresight or chance he carries with him the essential component. Such a lesson will not only enable you to begin training but also be a good demonstration of your mechanic skill
[] While you meditate you don't have much luck to still your mind by sitting still. Teacher Windu comes up with a solution and bring you to the repair bay where you are invited to work. He guides you along the path of moving meditation, teaching you than to work mindfully is to connect with the greater universe.
[] You sit with the Jedi delegation while Elder Yoda recounts to young Obi-Wan the tale of the Sith, their greatness and their horror. The tale includes images conjured by the Force, images you risk to take for reality. You are not alone to do this mistake.
[] While you used the Force by instinct your teacher has decided to make you feel it. You will meditate with him and experience what it is to listening to the music of the universe. Even before you walk the gates of the Temple you will have reached to at least one object and make it move by the power of your mind.
[] You are attacked. Nothing grave, just pirates who have the ill-luck of attacking a ship where Mace Windu and Yoda are traveling. You see the might of the order unleashed in battle and even get to participate either with a training saber or even in the old Tatooine fashion.
[] You are agile but Teacher Windu contends you must learn some lessons early. Knight Kenobi is called to help whip you into shape through unarmed combat. Perhaps the lesson is not actually for you but for the grieving young Jedi who must face in you a reminder of the death of his master.
You sigh as you leave Theed for the cold space. Unlike what some will think it's not because of the Queen even if she is pretty and fierce as the krayt and beautiful as the Mighty One of the desert. You have left her a japor talisman. She doesn't know it but you carved it with what you remember of the Mother's Protection. She will never know what the marks mean and perhaps she will simply slip the necklace into a coffer and forget it but it was a good thing to do. She is a good person. She deserves what protection you can offer. She is loved and deserves to be loved and you will always remember the crowds celebrating their freedom and her so fair beneath her finery and make-up. You think you would desire her if you were older. It irks you for you know of desire even if the Jedi that won your freedom would have preferred you would not. You remember the touch of his mind on yours, stern but gentle, relieved. The younger explained it to you. Even the Jedi are not accustomed to the Slave Quarters of Mos Espa. As a Toydarian Watoo never expressed this kind of interest but you know others who were less lucky and more still who had to deal with the realities of living with their parents in a single small room, especially when a sandstorm beat the windows.
No you don't sigh because of Padme Amidala crowned with gold and joy and care. You sigh for the fountains and the waterfalls of Theed who look to you as the heaven of the tales. Legends of your people speaking of gardens in the deep desert far from any depur. When comes the time where slavery is heavier on the shoulders than the fear of death and people gather on the freedom trails. In the closing ceremonies, even after your teacher slowly and deliberately with more careful dexterity than you expected braided your hair in the Jedi way, you sang in whispers the old song of freedom and hope. Teacher Windu asked why you sang of such feelings. He did not understand the words but felt the longing in your tune. You said only it was the music of Tatooine where water is scarce. Perhaps you expected a reprimand but the lines of his face softened and afterwards he talked to you of the worlds he ranged as a Jedi Knight even if his home will always be the Temple. He talks of war and peace, of friends made and shared cups, of chains broken and oaths upheld. He did not suffer slavery but he saw it and fought it.
You sit with him in a ship bound to Coruscant, to the Temple where you will spend most of your time as your master is based there. There will be missions and travels and friends but your existence will mostly happen in its confines. Still you are not yet arrived and Mace Windu will not be idle in the weeks spent in the cold of space. After all he is your Master… No he is not. He said it himself and all who came with him burning Qui Gon agreed. They are not masters as the Depurans are. They attain their rank by teaching a student and seeing them depart their presence. They are Teachers and that what you will call them. Still your teacher has clearly shown he won't be behind your back at each moment. You heard there were plans to make your schedule soft at the beginning but you reminded your teacher you were once a slave and accustomed to the heavy workout of the Temple's Younglings
It already began. Tests to see if you can read and write determining you can't in Basic and Rhyl but can in Huttese. You don't speak to the teachers of Amatakka, the mother's tongue for it is a secret meant for the ears of slaves. Teacher Windu never probes about the words you sang even if Elder Yoda once asks you of how slaves keep freedom while in chains.
You learn of the Code and you struggle with understanding its meaning, to the smiles of the teachers who tell you a life is not enough to decipher the sense of the sentences. You weight them with your own faith. They are not what you expected. The Jedi care not for gods or demons and you suspect they consider them unimportant compared to right living. Obi-Wan told you of Qunlan Vos marked with the symbols of his clan and the former student of your master is adorned with jewels of enlightenment. Still wrath is not a vice for slaves who would be free. You will have to meditate and have much to do.
Choose 2
[] Teacher Windu has decided you will build your Padawan's lightsaber before arriving to the Temple. By foresight or chance he carries with him the essential component. Such a lesson will not only enable you to begin training but also be a good demonstration of your mechanic skill
[] While you meditate you don't have much luck to still your mind by sitting still. Teacher Windu comes up with a solution and bring you to the repair bay where you are invited to work. He guides you along the path of moving meditation, teaching you than to work mindfully is to connect with the greater universe.
[] You sit with the Jedi delegation while Elder Yoda recounts to young Obi-Wan the tale of the Sith, their greatness and their horror. The tale includes images conjured by the Force, images you risk to take for reality. You are not alone to do this mistake.
[] While you used the Force by instinct your teacher has decided to make you feel it. You will meditate with him and experience what it is to listening to the music of the universe. Even before you walk the gates of the Temple you will have reached to at least one object and make it move by the power of your mind.
[] You are attacked. Nothing grave, just pirates who have the ill-luck of attacking a ship where Mace Windu and Yoda are traveling. You see the might of the order unleashed in battle and even get to participate either with a training saber or even in the old Tatooine fashion.
[] You are agile but Teacher Windu contends you must learn some lessons early. Knight Kenobi is called to help whip you into shape through unarmed combat. Perhaps the lesson is not actually for you but for the grieving young Jedi who must face in you a reminder of the death of his master.
Journey to Coruscant 2
ganonso
Compulsive Quest Starter
- Location
- PACA France
Journey to Coruscant 2
You sit still. You try to sit still. Your teacher's voice should be all that exist, words guiding you in the heart of yourself. The Code as a mantra declared by the deep voice: "There is no Emotion". Draw the air in, fill your lungs near bursting, stay attentive. "There is peace." Let the air flow through you, release it all. A Jedi should not be attached, even to his own breath for if you kept it hoarded you would die in short order. In and out. In and out. How is your mother? Does she quietly weep for you in the slave quarters of Mos Espa? Your thoughts escape you like chattering flies or womp rats, gnawing at your concentration. You try to herd them but they won't be controlled. You remember the sands swirling even as you sail the sea of stars. You hear the cry of the Banthas herd when they approach the places of hidden water. You remember the chattering of the Jawas come to market. Will you see them again? Will you fulfill the promises of Ar-Amu to your people? You were born to be a storm and the bringer of freedom. Yet you were given to people tied by oaths of peace. After minutes of questioning that seems to be an eternity, you sigh and open your eyes. Your teacher looks at you in understanding.
"You did better than many on their first try. You must let your thoughts fly through you like clouds in the heavens." You do not point out the first time you ever saw a cloud was when you were taken to Coruscant. "Still there are many ways to do so. Do you know how to fight." The non-sequitur takes you aback for a moment before you answer the truth. Like all kids you have been in a scrap or two with your mates but you did not train for you were not made for the pits or the red sands. The second question is more surprising for Mace Windu asks you about dances. These you know, the dances of celebration and rituals and the movements of the body. He smiles at that answer and you begin to notice a pattern. While you don't reveal the secrets of the People to strangers, each snippet of a culture beyond the whips and the screams fill your teacher with joy. "Life always find a way," he says and you understand why. The body can be chained while the mind is both Ekkreth the trickster and Leia the mighty one who breaks all fetters.
You move through the hallways of the ship to one of the holds the Jedi requisitioned to train during the journey. Teacher Yoda does not but you saw the other members of the Council present on Naboo draw their blades and dance in colored light. It was magnificent and Teacher Windu promises to teach you how to duel. After all the Sith are afoot in the galaxy and you heard enough tales to be thoroughly disabused of the notion Jedi are immortal. In the bare room sits Obi-Wan Kenobi. From the few things you understood of Jedi lore, you think you would have been considered like brothers if you had been taught by Qui-Gon. His eyes open as soon as you enter and he rises. Strange how he has no scars from his encounter with the dark warrior. They tried to explain it to you but it seems unnatural. Apparently there are styles with the Jedi weapons where every wound is a fatal blow. Duels are an exercise into not being hit and striking to disable your opponent. You wonder why you are here. You have not been given a saber yet, so it will not be this kind of practice. Your teacher's voice draw you from your thoughts.
"There are two ways to meditate. Either sit still or move and lose yourself in the flow of the body. This exercise will have the advantage of killing two birds with one stone." His features are fixed and his voice terse as in the Council chamber where he stood over your fate. "Knight Kenobi", the younger Jedi tense at the word, from grief or anticipation you don't know. "How is your practice of the katas of Master Fae." Obi-Wan answers curtly and in this moment you are reminded of a guard standing at attention before an officer in the more organized militias. "I trained nearly every day in them Master Windu. Master Qui-Gon was adamant our bodies were to be temples to the Living Force." This time your teacher shows the hint of a smile, perhaps the Jedi who found you had a certain reputation. "Demonstrate them for young Anakin please." And Obi-Wan executes, launching himself in a slow demonstration of postures and poses. Attack and ripostes, the turning of a blow and what you suspect are attempts to turn an opponent strength against them. Lunges then quick withdrawals, strikes at the level of the belly or the throat. Disable and not kill is written in these moves and they seem beautiful in their own ways as they unfold one into another. Your teacher looks at you and says simply: "Now do it."
[Athletic roll Average Difficulty (+1): 3+3: 6; Superb Success]
It should not be possible. You have seen the flurry of moves a single time yet you launch yourself in the dance. At the beginning the voice of your teacher enounces the steps but soon you understand you don't need it. It is the same thing than in the ship or your podracer. Your body moves a second faster than it should and you concentrate on it. Soon the gray room disappears. What counts is you push your right foot forward then bends your upper body to dodge an incoming blow. What counts is you move your head to the left before bringing back your arms to shield your face. What counts is you advance to discourage the coming attack. What attack? You did not see Obi-Wan advances or heard your teacher instruct him. Yet you have to dodge his feet coming for your belly and grab his robed arm to try and off-balance him. He speeds himself, going forwards and backwards and you are forced to move faster than you ever moved. At a moment, fear grips you. You have trouble to dodge now and the maneuvers to take advantage of one's strength are not made with nine-years old fighting adults in mind. What will you do?
Choose 1
[] Compel: Former Slave: You reach in your fear and draw speed and cunning for it, breaking the katas and return to the lessons of Tatooine. Gain 1 Fate point
[] Compel: Padawan of Mace Windu: You do not break the katas, even if you lack in speed or form, you continue the dance as you are instructed to do. Gain 1 Fate point.
[] Compel Child of the Mother: Your name is Anakin bringer of rain and freedom. You dance the katas but you reach to the gifts of the desert. When your hands touch Obi-Wan robes, they are charged with sparks of lightning. Gain 1 Fate point.
You sit still. You try to sit still. Your teacher's voice should be all that exist, words guiding you in the heart of yourself. The Code as a mantra declared by the deep voice: "There is no Emotion". Draw the air in, fill your lungs near bursting, stay attentive. "There is peace." Let the air flow through you, release it all. A Jedi should not be attached, even to his own breath for if you kept it hoarded you would die in short order. In and out. In and out. How is your mother? Does she quietly weep for you in the slave quarters of Mos Espa? Your thoughts escape you like chattering flies or womp rats, gnawing at your concentration. You try to herd them but they won't be controlled. You remember the sands swirling even as you sail the sea of stars. You hear the cry of the Banthas herd when they approach the places of hidden water. You remember the chattering of the Jawas come to market. Will you see them again? Will you fulfill the promises of Ar-Amu to your people? You were born to be a storm and the bringer of freedom. Yet you were given to people tied by oaths of peace. After minutes of questioning that seems to be an eternity, you sigh and open your eyes. Your teacher looks at you in understanding.
"You did better than many on their first try. You must let your thoughts fly through you like clouds in the heavens." You do not point out the first time you ever saw a cloud was when you were taken to Coruscant. "Still there are many ways to do so. Do you know how to fight." The non-sequitur takes you aback for a moment before you answer the truth. Like all kids you have been in a scrap or two with your mates but you did not train for you were not made for the pits or the red sands. The second question is more surprising for Mace Windu asks you about dances. These you know, the dances of celebration and rituals and the movements of the body. He smiles at that answer and you begin to notice a pattern. While you don't reveal the secrets of the People to strangers, each snippet of a culture beyond the whips and the screams fill your teacher with joy. "Life always find a way," he says and you understand why. The body can be chained while the mind is both Ekkreth the trickster and Leia the mighty one who breaks all fetters.
You move through the hallways of the ship to one of the holds the Jedi requisitioned to train during the journey. Teacher Yoda does not but you saw the other members of the Council present on Naboo draw their blades and dance in colored light. It was magnificent and Teacher Windu promises to teach you how to duel. After all the Sith are afoot in the galaxy and you heard enough tales to be thoroughly disabused of the notion Jedi are immortal. In the bare room sits Obi-Wan Kenobi. From the few things you understood of Jedi lore, you think you would have been considered like brothers if you had been taught by Qui-Gon. His eyes open as soon as you enter and he rises. Strange how he has no scars from his encounter with the dark warrior. They tried to explain it to you but it seems unnatural. Apparently there are styles with the Jedi weapons where every wound is a fatal blow. Duels are an exercise into not being hit and striking to disable your opponent. You wonder why you are here. You have not been given a saber yet, so it will not be this kind of practice. Your teacher's voice draw you from your thoughts.
"There are two ways to meditate. Either sit still or move and lose yourself in the flow of the body. This exercise will have the advantage of killing two birds with one stone." His features are fixed and his voice terse as in the Council chamber where he stood over your fate. "Knight Kenobi", the younger Jedi tense at the word, from grief or anticipation you don't know. "How is your practice of the katas of Master Fae." Obi-Wan answers curtly and in this moment you are reminded of a guard standing at attention before an officer in the more organized militias. "I trained nearly every day in them Master Windu. Master Qui-Gon was adamant our bodies were to be temples to the Living Force." This time your teacher shows the hint of a smile, perhaps the Jedi who found you had a certain reputation. "Demonstrate them for young Anakin please." And Obi-Wan executes, launching himself in a slow demonstration of postures and poses. Attack and ripostes, the turning of a blow and what you suspect are attempts to turn an opponent strength against them. Lunges then quick withdrawals, strikes at the level of the belly or the throat. Disable and not kill is written in these moves and they seem beautiful in their own ways as they unfold one into another. Your teacher looks at you and says simply: "Now do it."
[Athletic roll Average Difficulty (+1): 3+3: 6; Superb Success]
It should not be possible. You have seen the flurry of moves a single time yet you launch yourself in the dance. At the beginning the voice of your teacher enounces the steps but soon you understand you don't need it. It is the same thing than in the ship or your podracer. Your body moves a second faster than it should and you concentrate on it. Soon the gray room disappears. What counts is you push your right foot forward then bends your upper body to dodge an incoming blow. What counts is you move your head to the left before bringing back your arms to shield your face. What counts is you advance to discourage the coming attack. What attack? You did not see Obi-Wan advances or heard your teacher instruct him. Yet you have to dodge his feet coming for your belly and grab his robed arm to try and off-balance him. He speeds himself, going forwards and backwards and you are forced to move faster than you ever moved. At a moment, fear grips you. You have trouble to dodge now and the maneuvers to take advantage of one's strength are not made with nine-years old fighting adults in mind. What will you do?
Choose 1
[] Compel: Former Slave: You reach in your fear and draw speed and cunning for it, breaking the katas and return to the lessons of Tatooine. Gain 1 Fate point
[] Compel: Padawan of Mace Windu: You do not break the katas, even if you lack in speed or form, you continue the dance as you are instructed to do. Gain 1 Fate point.
[] Compel Child of the Mother: Your name is Anakin bringer of rain and freedom. You dance the katas but you reach to the gifts of the desert. When your hands touch Obi-Wan robes, they are charged with sparks of lightning. Gain 1 Fate point.
Journey to Coruscant : part 3
ganonso
Compulsive Quest Starter
- Location
- PACA France
Journey to Coruscant : part 3
Your dance is difficult even drawing on the desert-power. You dance through the katas like the wind but the younger Jedi is an obstacle you cannot overpower and despite his greater size, he is nimbler than you. You spy the hint of a smile in his face as he forces you through the sequence of parries. You will learn it by heart afterwards you think. Pace increases and increases until your steps begin to falter. Yet you will not be defeated even on an exercise. You are heirs to the gifts of Ekkreth the shape-shifter and you will not be cornered by anyone or anything. You focus your thoughts, perhaps not in the manner your master intended but following the ancient rhyme. You are Anakin. Your name means bringer of rain and bringer of freedom. You are heir to the ancient promise. Your hand grasp Obi-Wan's arm in what must seem like a desperate attempt to hold him off. Your hand grasp Obi-Wan's arm and lightning dances through your fingertips as you remind yourself of the power of the storm. It is nothing really, just a spark you could use to start something. It is just a spark yet it is enough to destabilize him.
[Obi-Wan (Will 4), Compelled to act on Grieving Student so Will 2; Difficulty Great (+4); -2: -4: Terrible Failure]
[Force Push+Grieving Student: +6+1: 7
Anakin Resistance: +2+3: 5]
And then you see it happen in a terrible moment. The younger Jedi is startled for a moment but shadows dance in his eyes. Grief and something else. Remembrances of ancient tales about forbidden things. Remembrance of bad feelings shared in the Council chambers, a dispute between master and apprentice. He is startled but renews his assault and you discover at your dismay he was playing easy with you. Your hands are not quick enough to intercept his foot as it strikes deep your belly. You are not nimble enough to dodge the fist to your head giving you a black eye. And you have no defence against what he does next. He strikes again not with closed fist but with open hand. He strikes but his hand never reaches your skin. You feel the universe contract and expand in a wave who sweep you away into a wall. The fraction of an instant you actually feel in advance the pain in your bones when you'll impact… Yet you do not. Teacher Windu's presence seize you in the air and stops your momentum. You are driven softly on the ground with no harm done and something realizes it's frightening. The wave conjured by Obi-Wan was dispelled with barely a gesture of your teacher and when you meet his eyes you see no warmth there. His voice rises cutting and sharp.
"Knight Kenobi, it was unbecoming of you. Perhaps we were remiss to take the defeat of a Sith Lord as Trial enough." You see the shoulders of the Knight slump as he lowers his head and mutters apologies. One of them rankles you: "But Master Windu, he used Sith lightning…" You look in wonder. What is Sith Lightning? Do Jedi believe electricity evil or something? You have heard a spacer tell of a planet where they considered ice as holy so that's not so surprising. Yet there must be something else to the equation for your teacher locks eyes with you while continuing to speak to Obi-Wan. You feel his presence reach to yours and before these eyes you feel as naked as a newborn. His mind caresses the surface of your thoughts asking for the permission to see deeper. You speak without words and the fresh memory of the fight replays itself before your eyes.
"I do not sense wrath in him, Kenobi." He advances and takes the young man by the shoulders. "I sense it in you and you have followed the path." He doesn't listen to the denegations before continuing. "You succumbed to fear even after a minor injury. Fear became anger and rage. Be happy the end of the path is only shame." You actually see Kenobi's hands reach to his belt. You think to cry out a warning but the Jedi composes himself and look horrified at what he nearly did. His face twists itself and tears runs from his cheeks. Warmth returns to your teacher's face but his voice weights heavy.
"Knight Kenobi, draw your blade." And as ordered the hands of the young man return to their previous position and from the cylinder flows the emerald blade of Qui-Gon Jinn. There is something you don't understand in the situation but you are transfixed by the sight. Your teacher draws his own weapon and amethyst clashes against emerald. "Recite the Code," says your teacher as his blade lunges to his opponent's heart. The green weapon intercepts it and the voice of Obi-Wan rises amidst the clash of energies.
There is no emotion, there is peace.
There is no passion, there is serenity
There is no chaos, there is harmony
There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.
How his voice trembles when saying the last tenet, even as he tries to parry your teacher relentless assault.
There is no death, there is the Force
Mace Windu disarms him at the last word. Apparently, the lesson is learned but which lesson you cannot yet says. Your teacher meet your eyes: "Do you understand these words." And to your surprise you do. And you begin to speak.
"Emotion and passion are strong as the storm but they pass out. We cannot fear or be angry all the time. Sometimes we don't see how things work out but that doesn't mean there is no system. Things being unknown does not mean they cannot be known. And the last…" You hesitate for a moment but then you understand. Light fills your eyes and you laugh for now the answer seems to be easy. "In the Force we are never gone, are we? It is part of us and we are part of it, forever and always;" And Ar-Amu gathers her children in the fresh air of night and guides them to a place without chains and without bars where there are no slaves and no masters.
The smile on the stern face of your teacher fills your throat with sunlight. Another voice croaks in genial laughter.
"Wondrous the mind of a child is. For weeks this one has listened and already more than most he understands." You did not hear him arrive and Obi-Wan lowers his head further as Yoda enters the room. "Gone Qui-Gon Jinn is not. Joined with the Force he is. Another transformation, another change on the road of the universe. Go Knight Kenobi you will and meditate on this too." He turns to you. "Afraid for your mother are you still?"
And truthfully comes your answer: "No Elder Yoda. Not anymore."
The journey ends and soon you will enter the Temple and begin your daily routine but something happens in the first days. Choose 1
[] Compel: True Believer Obi Wan is not going well. Even if you don't know him that much you understand things are dire when he asks if you'd come along for an uncharacteristic night on Coruscant with some friends. That is very un-Jedi like on his part but you accept, partly because you don't want him to do something rash. Gain 1 Fate Point
[] Compel Former Slave: While quick to learn, you still have to have lessons on how to read and write Basic. Let's say children, even Jedi ones are not indulgent when seeing someone in class for kids three years younger. Gain 1 Fate Point
[] Compel Child of the Mother: You have not forgotten your former idea to build a scanner to sense the transmitters used by the slavers of the Outer Rim. The idea your master could have made you explode at any time is still angering you. Fortunately the Temple has an ample supply of materials. There you meet this Twi'lek girl named Ayla. Gain 1 Fate Point
[] Compel Padawan of Windu: Teacher Depa Billaba has heard of what happened on the ship. She volunteers to offer you training in your first ever lightsaber training. At the end you almost think she is more frightening than Teacher Windu. The key word is almost. Gain a Fate Point
Your dance is difficult even drawing on the desert-power. You dance through the katas like the wind but the younger Jedi is an obstacle you cannot overpower and despite his greater size, he is nimbler than you. You spy the hint of a smile in his face as he forces you through the sequence of parries. You will learn it by heart afterwards you think. Pace increases and increases until your steps begin to falter. Yet you will not be defeated even on an exercise. You are heirs to the gifts of Ekkreth the shape-shifter and you will not be cornered by anyone or anything. You focus your thoughts, perhaps not in the manner your master intended but following the ancient rhyme. You are Anakin. Your name means bringer of rain and bringer of freedom. You are heir to the ancient promise. Your hand grasp Obi-Wan's arm in what must seem like a desperate attempt to hold him off. Your hand grasp Obi-Wan's arm and lightning dances through your fingertips as you remind yourself of the power of the storm. It is nothing really, just a spark you could use to start something. It is just a spark yet it is enough to destabilize him.
[Obi-Wan (Will 4), Compelled to act on Grieving Student so Will 2; Difficulty Great (+4); -2: -4: Terrible Failure]
[Force Push+Grieving Student: +6+1: 7
Anakin Resistance: +2+3: 5]
And then you see it happen in a terrible moment. The younger Jedi is startled for a moment but shadows dance in his eyes. Grief and something else. Remembrances of ancient tales about forbidden things. Remembrance of bad feelings shared in the Council chambers, a dispute between master and apprentice. He is startled but renews his assault and you discover at your dismay he was playing easy with you. Your hands are not quick enough to intercept his foot as it strikes deep your belly. You are not nimble enough to dodge the fist to your head giving you a black eye. And you have no defence against what he does next. He strikes again not with closed fist but with open hand. He strikes but his hand never reaches your skin. You feel the universe contract and expand in a wave who sweep you away into a wall. The fraction of an instant you actually feel in advance the pain in your bones when you'll impact… Yet you do not. Teacher Windu's presence seize you in the air and stops your momentum. You are driven softly on the ground with no harm done and something realizes it's frightening. The wave conjured by Obi-Wan was dispelled with barely a gesture of your teacher and when you meet his eyes you see no warmth there. His voice rises cutting and sharp.
"Knight Kenobi, it was unbecoming of you. Perhaps we were remiss to take the defeat of a Sith Lord as Trial enough." You see the shoulders of the Knight slump as he lowers his head and mutters apologies. One of them rankles you: "But Master Windu, he used Sith lightning…" You look in wonder. What is Sith Lightning? Do Jedi believe electricity evil or something? You have heard a spacer tell of a planet where they considered ice as holy so that's not so surprising. Yet there must be something else to the equation for your teacher locks eyes with you while continuing to speak to Obi-Wan. You feel his presence reach to yours and before these eyes you feel as naked as a newborn. His mind caresses the surface of your thoughts asking for the permission to see deeper. You speak without words and the fresh memory of the fight replays itself before your eyes.
"I do not sense wrath in him, Kenobi." He advances and takes the young man by the shoulders. "I sense it in you and you have followed the path." He doesn't listen to the denegations before continuing. "You succumbed to fear even after a minor injury. Fear became anger and rage. Be happy the end of the path is only shame." You actually see Kenobi's hands reach to his belt. You think to cry out a warning but the Jedi composes himself and look horrified at what he nearly did. His face twists itself and tears runs from his cheeks. Warmth returns to your teacher's face but his voice weights heavy.
"Knight Kenobi, draw your blade." And as ordered the hands of the young man return to their previous position and from the cylinder flows the emerald blade of Qui-Gon Jinn. There is something you don't understand in the situation but you are transfixed by the sight. Your teacher draws his own weapon and amethyst clashes against emerald. "Recite the Code," says your teacher as his blade lunges to his opponent's heart. The green weapon intercepts it and the voice of Obi-Wan rises amidst the clash of energies.
There is no emotion, there is peace.
There is no passion, there is serenity
There is no chaos, there is harmony
There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.
How his voice trembles when saying the last tenet, even as he tries to parry your teacher relentless assault.
There is no death, there is the Force
Mace Windu disarms him at the last word. Apparently, the lesson is learned but which lesson you cannot yet says. Your teacher meet your eyes: "Do you understand these words." And to your surprise you do. And you begin to speak.
"Emotion and passion are strong as the storm but they pass out. We cannot fear or be angry all the time. Sometimes we don't see how things work out but that doesn't mean there is no system. Things being unknown does not mean they cannot be known. And the last…" You hesitate for a moment but then you understand. Light fills your eyes and you laugh for now the answer seems to be easy. "In the Force we are never gone, are we? It is part of us and we are part of it, forever and always;" And Ar-Amu gathers her children in the fresh air of night and guides them to a place without chains and without bars where there are no slaves and no masters.
The smile on the stern face of your teacher fills your throat with sunlight. Another voice croaks in genial laughter.
"Wondrous the mind of a child is. For weeks this one has listened and already more than most he understands." You did not hear him arrive and Obi-Wan lowers his head further as Yoda enters the room. "Gone Qui-Gon Jinn is not. Joined with the Force he is. Another transformation, another change on the road of the universe. Go Knight Kenobi you will and meditate on this too." He turns to you. "Afraid for your mother are you still?"
And truthfully comes your answer: "No Elder Yoda. Not anymore."
The journey ends and soon you will enter the Temple and begin your daily routine but something happens in the first days. Choose 1
[] Compel: True Believer Obi Wan is not going well. Even if you don't know him that much you understand things are dire when he asks if you'd come along for an uncharacteristic night on Coruscant with some friends. That is very un-Jedi like on his part but you accept, partly because you don't want him to do something rash. Gain 1 Fate Point
[] Compel Former Slave: While quick to learn, you still have to have lessons on how to read and write Basic. Let's say children, even Jedi ones are not indulgent when seeing someone in class for kids three years younger. Gain 1 Fate Point
[] Compel Child of the Mother: You have not forgotten your former idea to build a scanner to sense the transmitters used by the slavers of the Outer Rim. The idea your master could have made you explode at any time is still angering you. Fortunately the Temple has an ample supply of materials. There you meet this Twi'lek girl named Ayla. Gain 1 Fate Point
[] Compel Padawan of Windu: Teacher Depa Billaba has heard of what happened on the ship. She volunteers to offer you training in your first ever lightsaber training. At the end you almost think she is more frightening than Teacher Windu. The key word is almost. Gain a Fate Point
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Unwinding part 1
ganonso
Compulsive Quest Starter
- Location
- PACA France
Unwinding part 1
You did not expect Obi-Wan to approach you after his outburst during the journey. But he arrives one day as you finish the training regimen Mace Windu imposed to you. Your reading skills increase by the minute especially when you have Huttese to compare. Still between the endless exercise sessions and the lessons, you are happy to see anyone. The young Knight long hesitates before proposing you to go outside the temple. He excuses himself profusely before of course. You understand a bit better now. Electricity manipulation is a skill often associated with the Sith and the Dark Side of the Force. He reacted and did so wrongly. From what you understand he will not leave Coruscant for a while, not before the Teachers are content with his contrition. Still it doesn't mean he is confined to the Temple and you jump on the occasion. Your Teacher has not been warned. Yet it is always better to ask forgiveness than permission.
There are many lies and misunderstanding about the Jedi. One you learn as soon as you arrive in the crowded streets of Coruscant is that they adhere perfectly to their rules. Obi Wan and another human with yellow marks on his face, named Qunlan Vos apparently, disprove the fact as soon as they agree to take charge of you. Grinning from ear to ear, Qunlan explains to you that while disobeying your master is never wise, the Jedi understand most younglings and Padawans are either children or teenagers. There are some, like him you think, who see no problem hobbling to the Temple in the middle of the morning, still drunk. Obi Wan surprises you by answering that if Qunlan has not mastered yet the art of purging toxins from the body, he's not fit to be a Knight. The two jibe and laugh like old friends and perhaps even more although most young Jedi you saw in the temple were strange on that point. The adults are nice enough but the Padawans and the younglings touch each other often. You learned they are raised together without much intimacy and you suppose that can explain that.
The music in the club is loud, mostly drums and electronics but it reminds you of home. At least a bit, your mother would not have let you walk into a cantina if your life depended on it. Still it's not that bad. People are cramped together in the small room, dancing and drinking and plotting even there. You don't know why the two Knights decided on that club but you suspect it's not for something very good. The people there are like on Tatooine, which is a bad sign really. Humans and non-humans alike are either showing despair in their eyes, or sporting needle marks on their arms, or having blasters badly concealed on their belt. Pleasure and violence, groans and shifty eyes alike. Even without the Force, you have a bad feeling. It feels like home, which means a brawl or a quiet murder in the back alleys are not out of the question. You are sure Qunlan and Obi Wan cannot not notice this and yet they are at the counter, drinking and laughing, speaking of old times and old missions and leaving you to your own devices. Who are for the moment trying to not be accidently trampled by the dancers and convincing the barman to not let your nine years stop you from enjoying a real drink.
Qunlan look at you drinking, savoring the bitter taste on your tongue and laughs about the time he apparently ended the night so drunk, he simply crumbled in a dead-end and get up only at midday. For him at least, trusting in the Force means sometimes you will trust it to not kill you for things like that. This is trust alright you must admit. You look at them only from the side. You don't know why but they make you uncomfortable. Is it because you feel they're close to kiss, or because you know that how much they're close they're never going to do it, or if they're going to do it, it will not mean anything you can relate to. You can't understand. With prompting and nagging even Obi Wan précised the Jedi are not sworn to celibacy as a rule. Attachment is forbidden which is why the budding romances between him and fellow knight Siri and Satine of Mandalore and… Is it you or is straight-laced Obi Wan quite the heartbreaker? To hear Qunlan he was pulled from a few long term missions for fear of attachment to the charming women involved. Hilariously it would make Qunlan, who swears loudly that "if the Force hands him a girl or a boy today, who is he to object?", the most orthodox of the two.
"We must live in the moment, young one", he says more serious than ever. "Passion passes through us and we let it pass. When it passes we don't try to keep it. It's difficult to do so and be mindful of your feelings but we try. At least it's what I do. Some of us release their passions and don't go with anyone. Even the old historians say it comes and goes as the Force wishes. But we are not shamed by our desires. To be ashamed by what you feel is to be attached to what you feel, after all."
As he speaks you are uneasy, a bad feeling that only goes on and on. You close your eyes, a moment, forgetting the cramped room and the drinks and the music. You open them again and you sense them. Something is moving across the room and you don't know who or what they are. The two knights seem too absorbed to notice, or perhaps they hide it. For the first time you are aware of the people watching you. Coruscant eclectic fashion means even your Jedi robes and Padawan braid don't clash but you feel some hostility towards you. Well not you personally, it would be stupid, but the two Knights perhaps. It makes things difficult. You have a head for danger but now there are too much noise.
Choose 1
[] Compel Padawan of Windu: You wait a moment, mindful of the mood and tensely waiting for something to happen. When you spy a shadow going to Obi Wan's side you act by reflex. Your training saber ignites and scores a burn, making the shadow retreat. The bar soon erupts in a brawl. Even if Obi-Wan and Qunlan don't draw saber, you doubt the patrons will be grateful. Gain 1 Fate Point
[] True Believer: Pay 1 Fate Point: The shadow approaches without a sound but Obi-Wan is not so taken with his drink as it appears. Two green blades flashes and an arm fall on the ground. You hear a yelp and both Knights signal you follow them as they sprint to chase their unseen foe down the undercity.
You have 5 Fate Point
You did not expect Obi-Wan to approach you after his outburst during the journey. But he arrives one day as you finish the training regimen Mace Windu imposed to you. Your reading skills increase by the minute especially when you have Huttese to compare. Still between the endless exercise sessions and the lessons, you are happy to see anyone. The young Knight long hesitates before proposing you to go outside the temple. He excuses himself profusely before of course. You understand a bit better now. Electricity manipulation is a skill often associated with the Sith and the Dark Side of the Force. He reacted and did so wrongly. From what you understand he will not leave Coruscant for a while, not before the Teachers are content with his contrition. Still it doesn't mean he is confined to the Temple and you jump on the occasion. Your Teacher has not been warned. Yet it is always better to ask forgiveness than permission.
There are many lies and misunderstanding about the Jedi. One you learn as soon as you arrive in the crowded streets of Coruscant is that they adhere perfectly to their rules. Obi Wan and another human with yellow marks on his face, named Qunlan Vos apparently, disprove the fact as soon as they agree to take charge of you. Grinning from ear to ear, Qunlan explains to you that while disobeying your master is never wise, the Jedi understand most younglings and Padawans are either children or teenagers. There are some, like him you think, who see no problem hobbling to the Temple in the middle of the morning, still drunk. Obi Wan surprises you by answering that if Qunlan has not mastered yet the art of purging toxins from the body, he's not fit to be a Knight. The two jibe and laugh like old friends and perhaps even more although most young Jedi you saw in the temple were strange on that point. The adults are nice enough but the Padawans and the younglings touch each other often. You learned they are raised together without much intimacy and you suppose that can explain that.
The music in the club is loud, mostly drums and electronics but it reminds you of home. At least a bit, your mother would not have let you walk into a cantina if your life depended on it. Still it's not that bad. People are cramped together in the small room, dancing and drinking and plotting even there. You don't know why the two Knights decided on that club but you suspect it's not for something very good. The people there are like on Tatooine, which is a bad sign really. Humans and non-humans alike are either showing despair in their eyes, or sporting needle marks on their arms, or having blasters badly concealed on their belt. Pleasure and violence, groans and shifty eyes alike. Even without the Force, you have a bad feeling. It feels like home, which means a brawl or a quiet murder in the back alleys are not out of the question. You are sure Qunlan and Obi Wan cannot not notice this and yet they are at the counter, drinking and laughing, speaking of old times and old missions and leaving you to your own devices. Who are for the moment trying to not be accidently trampled by the dancers and convincing the barman to not let your nine years stop you from enjoying a real drink.
Qunlan look at you drinking, savoring the bitter taste on your tongue and laughs about the time he apparently ended the night so drunk, he simply crumbled in a dead-end and get up only at midday. For him at least, trusting in the Force means sometimes you will trust it to not kill you for things like that. This is trust alright you must admit. You look at them only from the side. You don't know why but they make you uncomfortable. Is it because you feel they're close to kiss, or because you know that how much they're close they're never going to do it, or if they're going to do it, it will not mean anything you can relate to. You can't understand. With prompting and nagging even Obi Wan précised the Jedi are not sworn to celibacy as a rule. Attachment is forbidden which is why the budding romances between him and fellow knight Siri and Satine of Mandalore and… Is it you or is straight-laced Obi Wan quite the heartbreaker? To hear Qunlan he was pulled from a few long term missions for fear of attachment to the charming women involved. Hilariously it would make Qunlan, who swears loudly that "if the Force hands him a girl or a boy today, who is he to object?", the most orthodox of the two.
"We must live in the moment, young one", he says more serious than ever. "Passion passes through us and we let it pass. When it passes we don't try to keep it. It's difficult to do so and be mindful of your feelings but we try. At least it's what I do. Some of us release their passions and don't go with anyone. Even the old historians say it comes and goes as the Force wishes. But we are not shamed by our desires. To be ashamed by what you feel is to be attached to what you feel, after all."
As he speaks you are uneasy, a bad feeling that only goes on and on. You close your eyes, a moment, forgetting the cramped room and the drinks and the music. You open them again and you sense them. Something is moving across the room and you don't know who or what they are. The two knights seem too absorbed to notice, or perhaps they hide it. For the first time you are aware of the people watching you. Coruscant eclectic fashion means even your Jedi robes and Padawan braid don't clash but you feel some hostility towards you. Well not you personally, it would be stupid, but the two Knights perhaps. It makes things difficult. You have a head for danger but now there are too much noise.
Choose 1
[] Compel Padawan of Windu: You wait a moment, mindful of the mood and tensely waiting for something to happen. When you spy a shadow going to Obi Wan's side you act by reflex. Your training saber ignites and scores a burn, making the shadow retreat. The bar soon erupts in a brawl. Even if Obi-Wan and Qunlan don't draw saber, you doubt the patrons will be grateful. Gain 1 Fate Point
[] True Believer: Pay 1 Fate Point: The shadow approaches without a sound but Obi-Wan is not so taken with his drink as it appears. Two green blades flashes and an arm fall on the ground. You hear a yelp and both Knights signal you follow them as they sprint to chase their unseen foe down the undercity.
You have 5 Fate Point
Unwinding Part 2
ganonso
Compulsive Quest Starter
- Location
- PACA France
Unwinding Part 2
You fidget amidst the loud music and the grunting noise of a dozen species. It's difficult but you understand the need. The shadow you felt moves carefully and deliberately through the cloud of hostility. Your two elders continue to talk and Qunlan Vos regale his peer with his latest adventures with his own Padawan, a Twi'lek named Ayla Secura. Apparently the girl proves her skill with the Force every day and the smiling Guardian boasts he will soon be accounted a Master of the Order when she'll face her Trials. Obi-Wan appreciates the talk of the future and the two discuss missions to come. You pity the slavers and thieves and hunters who will face them. Something awoke in the young Jedi, a thirst for justice who need to be sated. Yet you are not so naïve as not glimpse the underneath. Shadows gathered years ago with the Ynchorri uprising and the Stark Hyperspace War. You cannot know why but it's clear some think events are linked together flowing to the Naboo Crisis. The shadow approaches, you ask questions on worlds unseen and enemies faced. Your arms tenses, your hands grip the handle of your training saber. Closer and closer now. You learn of Xanatos and his struggle with late Qui-Gon Jinn. And then the movement comes.
The white blade of the lightsaber erupts in the customary sizzle and you touch the shadow. The smell of burnt flesh fills the air and your two elders wince as you feel the presence hastily retreat, not before launching a string of Huttese insults about good-for-nothing Jedi bothering honest citizens. You try to spot them, to identify them but the crowd has already closed about them and dozen of faces look at you with contempt and hunger. Voices rise to ask why you did it and demand you be punished. Vos laughs as he tells them all to get bent and return to their drinks. Obi-Wan's voice is more cutting but still joking. You wonder how many in the crowd notice the two Knights are now shielding you with their bodies. You are not surprised when you hear the voice in your mind, a mere whispers clearly audible: "No saber as long as the blasters stay put. They are not a danger to us." You nod even as a Trandoshan puts his clawed hands on Obi-Wan's wrists and screams something unmentionable apropos of the young Knight's mother.
Kenobi gives him one chance before headbutting him so hard you hear the bones of the face bruise. He slips out of the alien's pathetic grasp and punches him in the gut, sending him flying in a table. Even at nine, you know those who attack you then were just waiting for an occasion. Some of them think doubtlessly the chance of shanking three Jedi is a good way to gain respect. They are very much mistaken. An idiot draws a vibroblade on Vos but his blow never connects as the Knight simply strikes at the wrist of his attacker who receives a fist on the face for his troubles. Some of them go at you but they forgot two things. First, most people are not that accustomed to strike people much smaller than they. Especially if they are drunk stupid people. Second you are an Outer kid rim. The first thing you think when an idiot in loose fitting robes, the one you remember tried to sell Obi Wan deathsticks, swats you on the head, is that your pal Kister hit harder than him. From the expression on the fool's face when you knee him in the groin, you hit harder than him too. He staggers just before Obi Wan socks him in the face and sends him on a table.
Seeing the two Knights is full of instruction. The mass of brawlers are no threat to them and you can notice, they are only defending themselves. The brawlers attack and their own strength is turned against them. You wonder if any of these louts understand their foes are not using the Force, at least not actively. They are enjoying themselves, venting grief and wrath without guilt. It has consequences as none of you see the shadow move beyond your reach, but it was what you needed.
It doesn't last long. Soon Obi-Wan and Qunlan eye each other with a knowing smile. They join hands and you sense the universe answer their call. The impulsion clears the bar in what you are sure Teacher Yoda would call "a gross display of strength". None dare move until the Judicials arrive. Both knights shrug when you ask what will happen. Most of the fighters were small-time crooks, the same you couldn't throw a stone anywhere without hitting on Tatooine. Alas the deeper shadow has departed and you quickly understand you won't find it. Despite their joking tones you sense the Jedi are worrying. Even you can recognize a murder attempt when it is done right before your eyes. You felt the thirst for blood even as you struck. Yet why? Was it simply an opportunity or something planned? You dimly remember the black robed warrior with the red lightsaber who killed Qui-Gon. Perhaps someone was angry with his death so much they put a hit to avenge him?
Even as they give their statement you sense the undercurrents between the knights. They hesitate. While it's sure the mysterious attacker had fled the scene, perhaps they can find a trace in the streets around. Qunlan could with his special gift if he'd find something belonging to them. Yet it would mean walking into a possible ambush, with you in tow. Not many bounty hunters would accept a hit on Jedi. Most of them understand it's bad form. Especially on Coruscant. If this was Nar Shadaa or the Rim… Better to wait for the next attack if it happens and reacts in consequences. You return to the Temple, not worse to wear. Training awaits you and another thing too.
Choose 1
[] Former Slave: Pay 1 Fate Qui-Gon Jinn's master, someone named Dooku resigns from the Jedi Order. You are there when he justifies his decision to Yoda and some members of the High Council. Something about the new Count of Sereeno disturbs you and you shadow him in his last week in the Temple.
[] Prodigal Podracer: Pay 1 Fate: As you destroy the opposition in the Temple's flight simulator you are drawn in a competition with a mysterious competitor. Afterwards you discover it is none other than Saesse Tin, member of the High Council and renowned pilot. He decides with your master to give you your first live lesson as a Jedi Ace.
[] True Believer: Pay 1 Fate: You receive your first true lessons in Jedi philosophy. Your wisdom while needing polish is enough to gain you and other students a discussion with Yoda and other Masters about philosophies of the Force. You do not know why but it seems to increase your connection to the universe.
[]Padawan of Windu: Pay 1 Fate. You receive your first lightsaber lessons. This would not be strange if your teacher was not Mace Windu and your first sparring partner one of his old friends: Sora Bulq one of the foremost saber instructors of the Order. Together they determine the Form you will study as the basis of your style. Also apparently you are volunteer for the Apprentice Tournament. Note it will be one of the six classical forms. Vapaad needs a solid foundation in forms I-VI
You fidget amidst the loud music and the grunting noise of a dozen species. It's difficult but you understand the need. The shadow you felt moves carefully and deliberately through the cloud of hostility. Your two elders continue to talk and Qunlan Vos regale his peer with his latest adventures with his own Padawan, a Twi'lek named Ayla Secura. Apparently the girl proves her skill with the Force every day and the smiling Guardian boasts he will soon be accounted a Master of the Order when she'll face her Trials. Obi-Wan appreciates the talk of the future and the two discuss missions to come. You pity the slavers and thieves and hunters who will face them. Something awoke in the young Jedi, a thirst for justice who need to be sated. Yet you are not so naïve as not glimpse the underneath. Shadows gathered years ago with the Ynchorri uprising and the Stark Hyperspace War. You cannot know why but it's clear some think events are linked together flowing to the Naboo Crisis. The shadow approaches, you ask questions on worlds unseen and enemies faced. Your arms tenses, your hands grip the handle of your training saber. Closer and closer now. You learn of Xanatos and his struggle with late Qui-Gon Jinn. And then the movement comes.
The white blade of the lightsaber erupts in the customary sizzle and you touch the shadow. The smell of burnt flesh fills the air and your two elders wince as you feel the presence hastily retreat, not before launching a string of Huttese insults about good-for-nothing Jedi bothering honest citizens. You try to spot them, to identify them but the crowd has already closed about them and dozen of faces look at you with contempt and hunger. Voices rise to ask why you did it and demand you be punished. Vos laughs as he tells them all to get bent and return to their drinks. Obi-Wan's voice is more cutting but still joking. You wonder how many in the crowd notice the two Knights are now shielding you with their bodies. You are not surprised when you hear the voice in your mind, a mere whispers clearly audible: "No saber as long as the blasters stay put. They are not a danger to us." You nod even as a Trandoshan puts his clawed hands on Obi-Wan's wrists and screams something unmentionable apropos of the young Knight's mother.
Kenobi gives him one chance before headbutting him so hard you hear the bones of the face bruise. He slips out of the alien's pathetic grasp and punches him in the gut, sending him flying in a table. Even at nine, you know those who attack you then were just waiting for an occasion. Some of them think doubtlessly the chance of shanking three Jedi is a good way to gain respect. They are very much mistaken. An idiot draws a vibroblade on Vos but his blow never connects as the Knight simply strikes at the wrist of his attacker who receives a fist on the face for his troubles. Some of them go at you but they forgot two things. First, most people are not that accustomed to strike people much smaller than they. Especially if they are drunk stupid people. Second you are an Outer kid rim. The first thing you think when an idiot in loose fitting robes, the one you remember tried to sell Obi Wan deathsticks, swats you on the head, is that your pal Kister hit harder than him. From the expression on the fool's face when you knee him in the groin, you hit harder than him too. He staggers just before Obi Wan socks him in the face and sends him on a table.
Seeing the two Knights is full of instruction. The mass of brawlers are no threat to them and you can notice, they are only defending themselves. The brawlers attack and their own strength is turned against them. You wonder if any of these louts understand their foes are not using the Force, at least not actively. They are enjoying themselves, venting grief and wrath without guilt. It has consequences as none of you see the shadow move beyond your reach, but it was what you needed.
It doesn't last long. Soon Obi-Wan and Qunlan eye each other with a knowing smile. They join hands and you sense the universe answer their call. The impulsion clears the bar in what you are sure Teacher Yoda would call "a gross display of strength". None dare move until the Judicials arrive. Both knights shrug when you ask what will happen. Most of the fighters were small-time crooks, the same you couldn't throw a stone anywhere without hitting on Tatooine. Alas the deeper shadow has departed and you quickly understand you won't find it. Despite their joking tones you sense the Jedi are worrying. Even you can recognize a murder attempt when it is done right before your eyes. You felt the thirst for blood even as you struck. Yet why? Was it simply an opportunity or something planned? You dimly remember the black robed warrior with the red lightsaber who killed Qui-Gon. Perhaps someone was angry with his death so much they put a hit to avenge him?
Even as they give their statement you sense the undercurrents between the knights. They hesitate. While it's sure the mysterious attacker had fled the scene, perhaps they can find a trace in the streets around. Qunlan could with his special gift if he'd find something belonging to them. Yet it would mean walking into a possible ambush, with you in tow. Not many bounty hunters would accept a hit on Jedi. Most of them understand it's bad form. Especially on Coruscant. If this was Nar Shadaa or the Rim… Better to wait for the next attack if it happens and reacts in consequences. You return to the Temple, not worse to wear. Training awaits you and another thing too.
Choose 1
[] Former Slave: Pay 1 Fate Qui-Gon Jinn's master, someone named Dooku resigns from the Jedi Order. You are there when he justifies his decision to Yoda and some members of the High Council. Something about the new Count of Sereeno disturbs you and you shadow him in his last week in the Temple.
[] Prodigal Podracer: Pay 1 Fate: As you destroy the opposition in the Temple's flight simulator you are drawn in a competition with a mysterious competitor. Afterwards you discover it is none other than Saesse Tin, member of the High Council and renowned pilot. He decides with your master to give you your first live lesson as a Jedi Ace.
[] True Believer: Pay 1 Fate: You receive your first true lessons in Jedi philosophy. Your wisdom while needing polish is enough to gain you and other students a discussion with Yoda and other Masters about philosophies of the Force. You do not know why but it seems to increase your connection to the universe.
[]Padawan of Windu: Pay 1 Fate. You receive your first lightsaber lessons. This would not be strange if your teacher was not Mace Windu and your first sparring partner one of his old friends: Sora Bulq one of the foremost saber instructors of the Order. Together they determine the Form you will study as the basis of your style. Also apparently you are volunteer for the Apprentice Tournament. Note it will be one of the six classical forms. Vapaad needs a solid foundation in forms I-VI
Shadowing Dooku
ganonso
Compulsive Quest Starter
- Location
- PACA France
Shadowing Dooku
Being Padawan to Mace Windu is a privilege. Yes they say each Jedi is equal but even the elder Initiates scoff at the notion. There are differences in prestige for each Teacher is adequate and yet others are extraordinary by their legend or position or both. Being Padawan to Saesse Tin by instance means you have access to the hangars and speeder pools. Being Padawan to Jocasta Nu means you have your run of the great Archives. Being Padawan to Mace Windu means you are close to the Council. As the Teachers are no fools it doesn't mean you are invited to listen to their deliberations. But for each time the High Council convenes, there are several discussions between members of this esteemed body. It surprised you at first but you learned much. As you poured tea for Teacher Yoda or Teacher Rancissis, you learned of the fractures in the Council, the subtle shifts of opinions that divide and yet do not tear the august body apart. Many feel a shadow spreading in the galaxy, the darkness palpable since the death of Qui-Gon Jinn. The Sith are moving in the darkness and the eyes of the Jedi seem impotent to pierce the shadowy gloom. There are calls to for many Jedi to come back to the Temple to be warned or perhaps to be accounted for. And yet it is the day where a great Jedi leaves the order behind.
You stand motionless behind Teacher Windu's siege as Dooku, Qui-Gon's master, is sitted across. Elder Yoda is there with others from the high council. You hear the voice of the old man before you explaining why he leaves in tired tones. All his life he dedicated to the Order and to the good of the Galaxy. Yet the Order proves itself constrained by politicians, unable to enact changes when needed. He speaks of Galidraan where he fought against a renewed Death Watch and where he discovered the love held by his Padawan for him was more than a student should feel for a master. She left the Order and there are dark rumors about her, rumors Dooku declares he will investigate but not as a knight of the Republic. The Republic is failing. It is bloated and gnawed upon by parasites and slavers and corporations. It is surely hosting the Sith and will betray the Order. You hear his sadness when he speaks of the death of Qui-Gon, a death who could have been avoided if only the Jedi had sent more Knights to answer his call. His voice says he blames himself for it. He should have been there with him and would have fought and die and killed.
His voice says many things but you are struck with his eyes. Two stones would move more than this ancient gaze. He says many things and emotes more but his eyes strike you with fear and wariness. They don't look at you or even the other councilors. They look inside, to a mind of gears turning you dimly perceive. They are closed and barred windows put on dark rooms. You look upon Teacher Dooku, soon to be teacher no longer but Count of Sereeno and you feel nothing. You see him and think of the depurans, of the chains and the whips and the smiles that discards all things behind them. He despises something and it is not what he is talking about. It is not the Republic and not the corporations, it is beyond them and below them. You feel it in the undercurrents of his speech. The masses have been misled and will prove faithless. They need a firm hand to be led to the gardens of life and love for they will surely wander across dark paths. And yet you feel no worry from your teachers. They accept his resignation with pained grace and say he will have a place among the Lost Twenty for he goes where the Order will not follow.
You don't know what drives you to follow him as he prepares to leave the Temple. Perhaps it is simply a dare, perhaps you are driven by something deeper. You would like to see that. Intuition saved your life many times and you have learned to trust your feelings. Yet you know if you shadow him too quickly he will sense you. As an apprentice you feel you are nothing to his old closed gaze but you were found by his apprentice and such bonds are strong even in an order that forbids attachment. You seek in your memories and you find them. There were days where you had to evade Watoo's temper because your heart said he would kill you in his black rage. He would have regretted it afterwards but it would have been cold comfort to your corpse. You move but you retreat in yourself, gathering your thoughts before calling to the song of the universe.
|[Force: 2+2(Former Slave)+4: 8: Success with style
Gained Stunt: Force Cloak: You can use Force in situation who would require Stealth]
The Force ties everything. It flows around you and through you. As you move in measured steps you feel it pass through you. You don't become invisible. You simply become unnoticeable. Eyes slid over you for none seek you. Perhaps if Dooku ventured in zones forbidden to all but the Masters you would be subjected to the harsh gaze of the Temple Guards. He simply ushers to the Archives at a time where few if any are present. You see him log to a datapad and remain for a time before leaving. You go to the console. This could have dire consequences but better to ask forgiveness than permission. Your hands begin the familiar dance. You grew with machines, you know them and they know you. Code is a language you speak just as well as the secret tongue who is shared with no free outsider.
[Mechanics roll: Difficulty 6: 4+2: Bare Success]
It takes you more time than you thought. The Jedi who run the security at the temple are obviously more skilled than you. Yet you know your worth. In some matters you are a prodigy like few are. Even the esteemed masters of the Council rose an eyebrow, or their species' equivalent, in learning you had built a protocol droid out of discarded junk. Sure you got the skeleton more or less whole but you still had to jury-rig most of it and rewrite the personality yourself. So it takes you time but the console yields its secrets. It seems that information was downloaded from the Archives, which is perfectly normal. What is very much less normal is that information was meant to be taken, erased from the Jedi base of knowledge. Why would Dooku do such a thing and what has he taken. The answer to these questions are beyond you for the moment.
To whom do you take this information?
[] Padawan of Windu: Pay 1 Fate point: You warn your teacher about it, confessing your shadowing of Dooku and what you have discovered.
[] You try and warn Elder Yoda. After all Dooku was his apprentice. This matter must be brought to the Council
[] Former Slave: Things move beyond your understanding. You file the information in your mind but not risk the wrath of your better by confessing you sneaked on a respected member of the Order. Gain 1 Fate point.
Being Padawan to Mace Windu is a privilege. Yes they say each Jedi is equal but even the elder Initiates scoff at the notion. There are differences in prestige for each Teacher is adequate and yet others are extraordinary by their legend or position or both. Being Padawan to Saesse Tin by instance means you have access to the hangars and speeder pools. Being Padawan to Jocasta Nu means you have your run of the great Archives. Being Padawan to Mace Windu means you are close to the Council. As the Teachers are no fools it doesn't mean you are invited to listen to their deliberations. But for each time the High Council convenes, there are several discussions between members of this esteemed body. It surprised you at first but you learned much. As you poured tea for Teacher Yoda or Teacher Rancissis, you learned of the fractures in the Council, the subtle shifts of opinions that divide and yet do not tear the august body apart. Many feel a shadow spreading in the galaxy, the darkness palpable since the death of Qui-Gon Jinn. The Sith are moving in the darkness and the eyes of the Jedi seem impotent to pierce the shadowy gloom. There are calls to for many Jedi to come back to the Temple to be warned or perhaps to be accounted for. And yet it is the day where a great Jedi leaves the order behind.
You stand motionless behind Teacher Windu's siege as Dooku, Qui-Gon's master, is sitted across. Elder Yoda is there with others from the high council. You hear the voice of the old man before you explaining why he leaves in tired tones. All his life he dedicated to the Order and to the good of the Galaxy. Yet the Order proves itself constrained by politicians, unable to enact changes when needed. He speaks of Galidraan where he fought against a renewed Death Watch and where he discovered the love held by his Padawan for him was more than a student should feel for a master. She left the Order and there are dark rumors about her, rumors Dooku declares he will investigate but not as a knight of the Republic. The Republic is failing. It is bloated and gnawed upon by parasites and slavers and corporations. It is surely hosting the Sith and will betray the Order. You hear his sadness when he speaks of the death of Qui-Gon, a death who could have been avoided if only the Jedi had sent more Knights to answer his call. His voice says he blames himself for it. He should have been there with him and would have fought and die and killed.
His voice says many things but you are struck with his eyes. Two stones would move more than this ancient gaze. He says many things and emotes more but his eyes strike you with fear and wariness. They don't look at you or even the other councilors. They look inside, to a mind of gears turning you dimly perceive. They are closed and barred windows put on dark rooms. You look upon Teacher Dooku, soon to be teacher no longer but Count of Sereeno and you feel nothing. You see him and think of the depurans, of the chains and the whips and the smiles that discards all things behind them. He despises something and it is not what he is talking about. It is not the Republic and not the corporations, it is beyond them and below them. You feel it in the undercurrents of his speech. The masses have been misled and will prove faithless. They need a firm hand to be led to the gardens of life and love for they will surely wander across dark paths. And yet you feel no worry from your teachers. They accept his resignation with pained grace and say he will have a place among the Lost Twenty for he goes where the Order will not follow.
You don't know what drives you to follow him as he prepares to leave the Temple. Perhaps it is simply a dare, perhaps you are driven by something deeper. You would like to see that. Intuition saved your life many times and you have learned to trust your feelings. Yet you know if you shadow him too quickly he will sense you. As an apprentice you feel you are nothing to his old closed gaze but you were found by his apprentice and such bonds are strong even in an order that forbids attachment. You seek in your memories and you find them. There were days where you had to evade Watoo's temper because your heart said he would kill you in his black rage. He would have regretted it afterwards but it would have been cold comfort to your corpse. You move but you retreat in yourself, gathering your thoughts before calling to the song of the universe.
|[Force: 2+2(Former Slave)+4: 8: Success with style
Gained Stunt: Force Cloak: You can use Force in situation who would require Stealth]
The Force ties everything. It flows around you and through you. As you move in measured steps you feel it pass through you. You don't become invisible. You simply become unnoticeable. Eyes slid over you for none seek you. Perhaps if Dooku ventured in zones forbidden to all but the Masters you would be subjected to the harsh gaze of the Temple Guards. He simply ushers to the Archives at a time where few if any are present. You see him log to a datapad and remain for a time before leaving. You go to the console. This could have dire consequences but better to ask forgiveness than permission. Your hands begin the familiar dance. You grew with machines, you know them and they know you. Code is a language you speak just as well as the secret tongue who is shared with no free outsider.
[Mechanics roll: Difficulty 6: 4+2: Bare Success]
It takes you more time than you thought. The Jedi who run the security at the temple are obviously more skilled than you. Yet you know your worth. In some matters you are a prodigy like few are. Even the esteemed masters of the Council rose an eyebrow, or their species' equivalent, in learning you had built a protocol droid out of discarded junk. Sure you got the skeleton more or less whole but you still had to jury-rig most of it and rewrite the personality yourself. So it takes you time but the console yields its secrets. It seems that information was downloaded from the Archives, which is perfectly normal. What is very much less normal is that information was meant to be taken, erased from the Jedi base of knowledge. Why would Dooku do such a thing and what has he taken. The answer to these questions are beyond you for the moment.
To whom do you take this information?
[] Padawan of Windu: Pay 1 Fate point: You warn your teacher about it, confessing your shadowing of Dooku and what you have discovered.
[] You try and warn Elder Yoda. After all Dooku was his apprentice. This matter must be brought to the Council
[] Former Slave: Things move beyond your understanding. You file the information in your mind but not risk the wrath of your better by confessing you sneaked on a respected member of the Order. Gain 1 Fate point.
Confession
ganonso
Compulsive Quest Starter
- Location
- PACA France
Confession
The decision is difficult.
You have witnessed… You don't rightly know. Dooku, once a teacher, now Count, has taken something from the Archives. It cannot be something really important. You know full well the public Archives are not the only ones in the Temple. There are reams of data, old scrolls and stranger things still waiting in sealed rooms. The Code says there is no ignorance but knowledge. Yet the Jedi hold that knowledge is power and dangerous lore exist. As you stood serving your teacher you heard the truths told in hushed tones among the Council. There are things called holocrons who are more than mere depositaries of knowledge. They are possessed of a mind and a spirit and not all were built by your predecessors. Perhaps one day you will hold them and talk with their guardians. Yet this time may never come and duty calls.
Dooku is not your peer. You could be tempted to ignore or even hide the fault of an apprentice or an initiate. You are accustomed to do so as the slaves of Tatooine live and die through the community. Yet Dooku is not of your companions. He stood high in the Order but he leaves because the Jedi will not herd the people. You suppose he sees himself a shepherd but you know better. Many are the kinds of depurans. On Tatooine the threefold sun shines on many who hold to no higher truth than power. They own slaves because they are mighty and the slaves are weak. Others are not without some honesty. Watoo was aware he courted slavery through his gambling and he accepted the risk. Still there is a rarer breed who imagine they are doing a favor to their chattel. Those often promise freedom but never judge their slaves worthy of it.
So your steps lead you to your teacher's room. This surprised you at first. Teacher Windu is adamant you can come to him anytime except when the Council is occupied by secret matters. Liars they are those who call the Jedi heartless. You have seen the eyes of even their highest members fill with sorrow when they saw you cringe when you made a mistake. There are lessons where failure is answered by pain but never because the teachers are angry. To wield fire is to court the risk to be burned after all. For these reasons and others, you don't hesitate to strike at the door and enter as soon as it is opened.
For all the grandeur of the Temple the Teachers' rooms are spartan. A bed, a kitchenette, a meditation rug and some scant artifacts are all that is. Some gifts it would have been impolite to refuse stand across the walls. A painting of abstract red and white designs stand on a wall, the work of a rescued child prodigy who had nothing to offer but her talent. Some natural flowers from Coruscant sit in a vase. All Teachers have their loves and yours has two. The first is well-known. Mace Windu is a knight of knights. He is an artist with the blade and surely the greatest warrior of the Order. According to Yoda warriors are never great but even among the Order, all respect Mace Windu for his prowess, the foes he has defeated, the lives he has saved and the threats he ended. Yet his second love is for life in all its forms. He is fascinated with what he calls the candles in the dark. The lone plant in the desert, the flower of perhaps three petals growing in the sands, the smile when all hope seems lost, an offered cup passing between those who have nothing… All these are offerings and witnesses to the Force that binds everything.
Your teacher is sitting in meditation but his eyes are opened. Looking in them is difficult. You are not accustomed to cross the gaze of your betters. Yet there is another thing. The eyes of the teachers see much. You will always remember the moment where you stood among them, their eyes piercing flesh and thought, or at least it was what you felt. They knew your thoughts and smelled the nature of your fears even as they did not know anything about you. Even now you feel your master's mind touch yours, enveloping you in the fire of his being. You wondered when you felt the first time if surrendering to it would be good. How magnificent it would be to simply let go and burn in the flames of another's, subsuming and drowning in their thoughts. Yet this is not what the Jedi seek. The only pyre into which one must bring thoughts, feelings and dreams is the Force itself until the love of one becomes the love of everything. Still it is sweet to feel it like the voice of your mother raised in distant song. You voice comes down unbidden.
"Before teacher Dooku left the Temple, I followed him." No answer but a narrowing of the eyes. No anger in this gaze but an invitation to continue. "He went to the Archives. He erased something, I don't know what or why." The face of your master shifts in an instant as he speaks with a worried tone.
"Did he see you?" You signals that no you don't think so and Teacher Windu sighs.
"This could have ended very badly for you. Yes it was perhaps for the greater good." You are surprised which only grows when he smiles: "Perhaps further training in stealth would be a good thing."
What do the Teachers do with the information you've given them? Choose 1
[] Teacher Billaba, Teacher Ku'ro, Knight Vos are sent in the region of Sereeno where Dooku rules. Officially they are to keep this sector of the galaxy for threats. Officiously they are to keep a close eye for the Count's actions. Their reports are regular. Gives the Game Aspect: Struggle of Souls
[] Elder Yoda is contacted by Dooku several months after the incident. The Count has bought property on the planet Vjun. He calls the Order when discovering the place is seemingly haunted. Knight Kenobi and Knight Vos are sent there to assist him, along with Teacher Bulq friend and companion to your own master. Gives the Game Aspect: Plots Within Plots
[] The Council decides to talk things openly with Dooku yet tragedy strikes as they depart. The Count is missing, the wreckage of his ship found above the skies of Dathomir. Teacher Tholme and Teacher Ku'ro are soon bringing the Order's news of resurgence in forgotten cults on the rise. It seems the Force can take many paths, some quite crooked indeed. Gives the Game Aspect: Many Houses in the Force
The time has come for your first mission outside the temple with your Teacher. Which one is this. Choose 1
[] On your home planet of Tatooine, the Tuskens are on the warpath. Video evidence of their atrocities have reached even Coruscant. At their head is someone with a lightsaber. Your teacher comes to convince this Sharadd Hett to return home. You return with him to the sands and the three suns.
[] Bounty Hunters are tracking Jedi. Not idiots with too much blasters shots in their head but cold professional using grenades, sonic weapons and sniper rifles. This must cease and you are surprised when your Teacher and others announce they will talk with the head of the Bounty Hunter lodge. You are reassured when Teacher Windu says the negotiations will be backed by stealth and guile. After all good is not dumb.
[] Elder Yoda has required you to accompany him on the planet Kamino. The same place Dooku wiped out from the archives. While nobody knows what exactly prompted this decision, it is thought an investigation will reveal it. As the one who exposed Dooku's treachery, you are entitled to your presence.
Struggle of Souls: The galaxy is a place of turmoil internal and external. Nobody is sure of what tomorrow will bring. Heroes can turn villains and villains can turn heroes as the tale is rewritten endlessly. This Aspect will be invoked either by you or me to make characters doubt their allegiances, and struggle with their choices. Nobody is above the fall, nobody below redemption, yet in the end the scales must be balanced.
Plots Within Plots: The Sith are a phantom menace, a dagger in the night, an absence in the great symphony of existence. The Order stands strong against armies but can it maintain its vigilance against treachery and cunning? They will try nonetheless and the Shadows will serve well at this moment. Tis Aspect will be invoked either by you and me to place conspiracies and counterespionage operations in the war for the galaxy. It will be used to force foes and friends to be subtle. On your part it can insert Tholme, Qunlan Vos or any Jedi Sentinel in a scene.
Many Houses in the Force: Neither the Jedi nor the Sith have the monopoly on the Force. Many are the traditions who spread through the galaxy and many are the religions who consider the Force at least in passing. Now they are preaching in a galaxy who don't see the Jedi are special anymore. This aspect will be invoked either by you or me to insert cults and societies worshipping the Force through the setting and highlight their importance. On your part it manifests by traditions marked by the Light Side or another point of view in mainly Dark Side societies.
The decision is difficult.
You have witnessed… You don't rightly know. Dooku, once a teacher, now Count, has taken something from the Archives. It cannot be something really important. You know full well the public Archives are not the only ones in the Temple. There are reams of data, old scrolls and stranger things still waiting in sealed rooms. The Code says there is no ignorance but knowledge. Yet the Jedi hold that knowledge is power and dangerous lore exist. As you stood serving your teacher you heard the truths told in hushed tones among the Council. There are things called holocrons who are more than mere depositaries of knowledge. They are possessed of a mind and a spirit and not all were built by your predecessors. Perhaps one day you will hold them and talk with their guardians. Yet this time may never come and duty calls.
Dooku is not your peer. You could be tempted to ignore or even hide the fault of an apprentice or an initiate. You are accustomed to do so as the slaves of Tatooine live and die through the community. Yet Dooku is not of your companions. He stood high in the Order but he leaves because the Jedi will not herd the people. You suppose he sees himself a shepherd but you know better. Many are the kinds of depurans. On Tatooine the threefold sun shines on many who hold to no higher truth than power. They own slaves because they are mighty and the slaves are weak. Others are not without some honesty. Watoo was aware he courted slavery through his gambling and he accepted the risk. Still there is a rarer breed who imagine they are doing a favor to their chattel. Those often promise freedom but never judge their slaves worthy of it.
So your steps lead you to your teacher's room. This surprised you at first. Teacher Windu is adamant you can come to him anytime except when the Council is occupied by secret matters. Liars they are those who call the Jedi heartless. You have seen the eyes of even their highest members fill with sorrow when they saw you cringe when you made a mistake. There are lessons where failure is answered by pain but never because the teachers are angry. To wield fire is to court the risk to be burned after all. For these reasons and others, you don't hesitate to strike at the door and enter as soon as it is opened.
For all the grandeur of the Temple the Teachers' rooms are spartan. A bed, a kitchenette, a meditation rug and some scant artifacts are all that is. Some gifts it would have been impolite to refuse stand across the walls. A painting of abstract red and white designs stand on a wall, the work of a rescued child prodigy who had nothing to offer but her talent. Some natural flowers from Coruscant sit in a vase. All Teachers have their loves and yours has two. The first is well-known. Mace Windu is a knight of knights. He is an artist with the blade and surely the greatest warrior of the Order. According to Yoda warriors are never great but even among the Order, all respect Mace Windu for his prowess, the foes he has defeated, the lives he has saved and the threats he ended. Yet his second love is for life in all its forms. He is fascinated with what he calls the candles in the dark. The lone plant in the desert, the flower of perhaps three petals growing in the sands, the smile when all hope seems lost, an offered cup passing between those who have nothing… All these are offerings and witnesses to the Force that binds everything.
Your teacher is sitting in meditation but his eyes are opened. Looking in them is difficult. You are not accustomed to cross the gaze of your betters. Yet there is another thing. The eyes of the teachers see much. You will always remember the moment where you stood among them, their eyes piercing flesh and thought, or at least it was what you felt. They knew your thoughts and smelled the nature of your fears even as they did not know anything about you. Even now you feel your master's mind touch yours, enveloping you in the fire of his being. You wondered when you felt the first time if surrendering to it would be good. How magnificent it would be to simply let go and burn in the flames of another's, subsuming and drowning in their thoughts. Yet this is not what the Jedi seek. The only pyre into which one must bring thoughts, feelings and dreams is the Force itself until the love of one becomes the love of everything. Still it is sweet to feel it like the voice of your mother raised in distant song. You voice comes down unbidden.
"Before teacher Dooku left the Temple, I followed him." No answer but a narrowing of the eyes. No anger in this gaze but an invitation to continue. "He went to the Archives. He erased something, I don't know what or why." The face of your master shifts in an instant as he speaks with a worried tone.
"Did he see you?" You signals that no you don't think so and Teacher Windu sighs.
"This could have ended very badly for you. Yes it was perhaps for the greater good." You are surprised which only grows when he smiles: "Perhaps further training in stealth would be a good thing."
What do the Teachers do with the information you've given them? Choose 1
[] Teacher Billaba, Teacher Ku'ro, Knight Vos are sent in the region of Sereeno where Dooku rules. Officially they are to keep this sector of the galaxy for threats. Officiously they are to keep a close eye for the Count's actions. Their reports are regular. Gives the Game Aspect: Struggle of Souls
[] Elder Yoda is contacted by Dooku several months after the incident. The Count has bought property on the planet Vjun. He calls the Order when discovering the place is seemingly haunted. Knight Kenobi and Knight Vos are sent there to assist him, along with Teacher Bulq friend and companion to your own master. Gives the Game Aspect: Plots Within Plots
[] The Council decides to talk things openly with Dooku yet tragedy strikes as they depart. The Count is missing, the wreckage of his ship found above the skies of Dathomir. Teacher Tholme and Teacher Ku'ro are soon bringing the Order's news of resurgence in forgotten cults on the rise. It seems the Force can take many paths, some quite crooked indeed. Gives the Game Aspect: Many Houses in the Force
The time has come for your first mission outside the temple with your Teacher. Which one is this. Choose 1
[] On your home planet of Tatooine, the Tuskens are on the warpath. Video evidence of their atrocities have reached even Coruscant. At their head is someone with a lightsaber. Your teacher comes to convince this Sharadd Hett to return home. You return with him to the sands and the three suns.
[] Bounty Hunters are tracking Jedi. Not idiots with too much blasters shots in their head but cold professional using grenades, sonic weapons and sniper rifles. This must cease and you are surprised when your Teacher and others announce they will talk with the head of the Bounty Hunter lodge. You are reassured when Teacher Windu says the negotiations will be backed by stealth and guile. After all good is not dumb.
[] Elder Yoda has required you to accompany him on the planet Kamino. The same place Dooku wiped out from the archives. While nobody knows what exactly prompted this decision, it is thought an investigation will reveal it. As the one who exposed Dooku's treachery, you are entitled to your presence.
Struggle of Souls: The galaxy is a place of turmoil internal and external. Nobody is sure of what tomorrow will bring. Heroes can turn villains and villains can turn heroes as the tale is rewritten endlessly. This Aspect will be invoked either by you or me to make characters doubt their allegiances, and struggle with their choices. Nobody is above the fall, nobody below redemption, yet in the end the scales must be balanced.
Plots Within Plots: The Sith are a phantom menace, a dagger in the night, an absence in the great symphony of existence. The Order stands strong against armies but can it maintain its vigilance against treachery and cunning? They will try nonetheless and the Shadows will serve well at this moment. Tis Aspect will be invoked either by you and me to place conspiracies and counterespionage operations in the war for the galaxy. It will be used to force foes and friends to be subtle. On your part it can insert Tholme, Qunlan Vos or any Jedi Sentinel in a scene.
Many Houses in the Force: Neither the Jedi nor the Sith have the monopoly on the Force. Many are the traditions who spread through the galaxy and many are the religions who consider the Force at least in passing. Now they are preaching in a galaxy who don't see the Jedi are special anymore. This aspect will be invoked either by you or me to insert cults and societies worshipping the Force through the setting and highlight their importance. On your part it manifests by traditions marked by the Light Side or another point of view in mainly Dark Side societies.
Mechanics update:
ganonso
Compulsive Quest Starter
- Location
- PACA France
Vote ended
Mechanics update:
So you have accomplished a significant Milestone which means you can improve Anakin for the coming mission which if I count the votes well is Kamino. This is going to be short. Below is your list of existing skills.
YOU CAN EITHER
Vote for one (1) skill by noting [] Skill, which will improve it by +1
OR
Vote for one (1) of these skills which will begin at (+1)
Burglary: How to steal something
Deceive: Skill at lying
Lore: General knowledge
Rapport: Diplomacy
Shoot: Firearms proficiency
Skills Mechanics (+4): The guy built a protocol droid from scratch after all Piloting (+3): Luck is pretty good and practice will make it perfect Athletics (+3): Pretty dextrous Notice (+2): Good instincts Fight (+2): Growing up in Mos Espa + basic training by your master Force: (+2): Untrained but strong
Stealth (+1): Apprentice footpad
Lightsaber (+1): Begun your training has
Physique (+1): You are beginning to fill out