Ruusan
Memory. A fragile thing. Inaccurate at best, destructive at worst. Our minds remember what we want to remember, and forget what trauma one caused along the way. Justifying slavery as salvation and oppression as righteousness.
Ayumi had seen this all too often. From the age of four, she lost her father, Kirk. Death supposedly claiming him on Corino at the hands of her Uncle, Alen's Father. Recently, however, Ayumi discovered something interesting. Her father had been in contact with a clan of Dathomiri Witches, the Flying Shadows, just a year after his supposed death and shortly after that, the clan in question was utterly destroyed. Ayumi decided to find out what happened to this clan, but to do so, she had to find a survivor.
Doing a little digging in the holonet, Ayumi managed to trace one such survivor, and judging by what the holonet archives said about her, this girl was exactly who she needed. Her name was Suri Jaxx and interestingly, she had been saved by a Jedi four years ago, causing quite a ruckus in the process by defeating a Morgukai clan during her escape with this Jedi's help. Quite impressive in the Templar's eyes.
Ayumi had whom she needed for her quest...the question now, however, was how to locate her...
Looking back at the holonet archives, the Templar deduced that, since Suri had been saved by the Jedi, it was very likely that she was still with them, perhaps a Jedi herself. Doing a trace on the Jedi in question came up with something interesing too. The girl's saviour had been a Jedi Master named Satkia, and she was based at the Corellian Outpost. Assuming the girl followed this Satkia there, Ayumi now had her destination.
Back to Corellia, the place she too, once called home...now, however, it tended to be a place she avoided. She needed someone with her to ground her. A friend. Walking down the halls of the palace, Ayumi tapped on the door of Nadgkema a fellow Dark Jedi in the hopes of recruiting her help.
"Hey Nadgkema..? Can I...talk to you about something?" she asked from her side of the door. The Templar suddenly grew nervous. It had been the first time she'd shared history with another of her colleagues other than Alen and Shyahwyn and she wasn't sure if Nadgkema would want to hear anything of it at all.
Memory. A fragile thing. Inaccurate at best, destructive at worst. Our minds remember what we want to remember, and forget what trauma one caused along the way. Justifying slavery as salvation and oppression as righteousness.
Ayumi had seen this all too often. From the age of four, she lost her father, Kirk. Death supposedly claiming him on Corino at the hands of her Uncle, Alen's Father. Recently, however, Ayumi discovered something interesting. Her father had been in contact with a clan of Dathomiri Witches, the Flying Shadows, just a year after his supposed death and shortly after that, the clan in question was utterly destroyed. Ayumi decided to find out what happened to this clan, but to do so, she had to find a survivor.
Doing a little digging in the holonet, Ayumi managed to trace one such survivor, and judging by what the holonet archives said about her, this girl was exactly who she needed. Her name was Suri Jaxx and interestingly, she had been saved by a Jedi four years ago, causing quite a ruckus in the process by defeating a Morgukai clan during her escape with this Jedi's help. Quite impressive in the Templar's eyes.
Ayumi had whom she needed for her quest...the question now, however, was how to locate her...
Looking back at the holonet archives, the Templar deduced that, since Suri had been saved by the Jedi, it was very likely that she was still with them, perhaps a Jedi herself. Doing a trace on the Jedi in question came up with something interesing too. The girl's saviour had been a Jedi Master named Satkia, and she was based at the Corellian Outpost. Assuming the girl followed this Satkia there, Ayumi now had her destination.
Back to Corellia, the place she too, once called home...now, however, it tended to be a place she avoided. She needed someone with her to ground her. A friend. Walking down the halls of the palace, Ayumi tapped on the door of Nadgkema a fellow Dark Jedi in the hopes of recruiting her help.
"Hey Nadgkema..? Can I...talk to you about something?" she asked from her side of the door. The Templar suddenly grew nervous. It had been the first time she'd shared history with another of her colleagues other than Alen and Shyahwyn and she wasn't sure if Nadgkema would want to hear anything of it at all.
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