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Sat, Jun. 25th, 2005, 11:27 pm
Who Are You?

The door opens easily and makes little noise. Though Master Kenobi has forbidden students to visit the tower you find yourself walking up the old stone steps. You have your reasons.

The Force tingles in the air around you. In the shadowy light of your glowbar you can make out footprints in the dust. Someone has been here before you.
At the top of the stairs you hesitate. A nightbird cries out somewhere in the darkness. Light flickers from underneath the door before you. Can you hear whispering? Is someone in there now?
You consider turning around and going back to bed, but something tugs at you...
You open the door and step into the tower room. It's very cold...

And empty. Decaying furniture lies scattered around the floor. Tattered pages of some mouldy book flutter half-heartedly in the wind.
Your first sensation is relief - how silly you were to be worried. Nothing here can hurt you, unless you have allergies.
From the window you can see the main Temple compound. The other Jedi are probably sleeping now.

Slowly the hairs on the back of your neck begin to rise. You feel a presence in the room. You turn from the window but see no one. An oppressive air hangs upon this place. A great sadness fills your heart.

As you move towards the door it slowly swings closed, as if pushed by the breeze. The power in your glowbar flickers for a moment and then goes out.

Who are you?

Tue, Jun. 28th, 2005 04:23 pm (UTC)

A youngling? Aren't you afriad to come here? They tell me that a ghost lives in this tower... the ghost of a Jedi.
But I've never seen him.
You have good manners, Seth Kelleso. I appreciate that.
When I was a young padawan we were very afraid of the masters. There was no joking in the halls and we would be terrified to be caught out of bed past our curfew.

One year a band of Sith were sent here... some thirty or so. They demanded to speak to the old abbot. We padawans watched from the temple window. I don't know what was said, but suddenly the lightsabers were out! The Jedi Knights and Sith roiled like a whirlpool of light and dark. Even at the distance we could hear the high-pitched screams and shouts.

Do you know the old murri-fruit tree, the one with the flat rock beside it? That's where the last of the Sith made their stand. Three of them, back to back, surrounded by Jedi. I saw Force attacks that day that I never imagined possible. Could you think of what those three cornered men did not try? The pain and power was extraordinary!

They couldn't hold out though. The first fell, and without their third, the other two quickly followed. The Jedi left the Sith bodies on the field as they brought their own wounded back to the temple.

I crept out of the temple. Too young to be afriad, and to curious to just stand by. I went to the murri-fruit tree. I assumed the Sith were all dead, but when I arrived I heard groaning. Some of the mangled Sith lived still. One grabbed at my ankle, I was petrified. His legs had been severed completely from above the knees, but his other gloved hand still held his lightsaber. I expected to die... a foolish waste of a jedi's life. But the Sith just looked into my eyes. He was crying. I crouched down and gave him some water from my canteen.

Slowly his grip on my ankle released. He closed his eyes and said, "Thank you." I was so shocked, I just knelt there in silence as he features softened and he passed away. I had expected him to kill me because he was a Sith and I was a Jedi. But he had taken my gift and thanked me...

Many will tell you of the greatness of the Jedi and the wickedness of the Sith, but remember, Seth, on the battlefield, no matter what your training, we are only men.
I can sense you will be a great knight, Seth. And in the course of your career you will see blood-maddened Jedi initiate the slaughter of the wounded and you might even find a Sith who asks no more than a respite from his pain.
Remember, we are all the same. We're all just men.

Now, you should be getting back home. The next time you find yourself by the murri-tree think of what I've told you. If you dig around long enough you might even find a souvenier of the battle. The abbot ordered that the Sith bodies be left there untouched, to rot away. Perhaps a badge or buckle still lies there...

Come back again, Seth, and I will tell you more of this temple's past. It is all I think of these days...

Tue, Jun. 28th, 2005 04:35 pm (UTC)

seth nods and goes to run away.. before he runs he asks " if you were a jedi why did they inflict this torture on you.. isnt that against their ideals?"

Seth runs out the door and to the murri tree.. immediatly he feels cold as if an icy claw grabbed him.. he foraged amonst the rubble and finds a broken lightsaber.. inside there is a glowing black crysatal he takes it and hides it in his pocket.. he runs back t the temple to prepare to leave with master obi wan