I've kriffed up.. badly...
I wasn't there for Stlian when he needed me. I couldn't even sense him. He doesn't know why, but I do. He ended up in trouble.. being puppeted by some Sith king. Thank the force McCay and his Jedi came after him. Jedi. The force is trying to tell me something? Stlian seems himself now. He was released from the Phoenix of Ashla prison into my care. I am to keep it on the down-low from Ri and Jaelon, at his request. Honoring that is the least I can do.
We met with them, Ri and Jaelon, in Singing Mountain Clan territory. The clan, incidentally, is a "good" version of the dathomir witch.. if such is possible. Jaelon trusts them. I will give them a chance. I only saw Ri breifly, and gave her two of my Taozin amulets. One for her, one for young Cas-Ru. True, if she uses them, it will mask her and the boy from even Jaelon's senses. Yet, it will by the same token mask them from the elder Cas-Ru's senses, if the need should arise. It may. He came for young Cas-Ru.. They have to move now.. They are welcome at the temple. If frictions come between myself and either of them, I will be the one to leave. Jaelon is as good as Ceterus, and he lives it well. He and his family have more right to the temple than I do. Clearer purpose. Clearer minds.
I... haven't the right I once had. I should have known better. Maybe, after the first accident, I could have walked away much more easily. I have nobody to blame but myself. Nothing in my mission stated that I should touch it myself. It's hard.. It's like the beginning of the blackwing.. like that craving for raw meat just before I lost my mind. Except it's not raw meat I want. It's worse.
Maybe, in a way, it's poetic justice on me.
*END*
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I wasn't there for Stlian when he needed me. I couldn't even sense him. He doesn't know why, but I do. He ended up in trouble.. being puppeted by some Sith king. Thank the force McCay and his Jedi came after him. Jedi. The force is trying to tell me something? Stlian seems himself now. He was released from the Phoenix of Ashla prison into my care. I am to keep it on the down-low from Ri and Jaelon, at his request. Honoring that is the least I can do.
We met with them, Ri and Jaelon, in Singing Mountain Clan territory. The clan, incidentally, is a "good" version of the dathomir witch.. if such is possible. Jaelon trusts them. I will give them a chance. I only saw Ri breifly, and gave her two of my Taozin amulets. One for her, one for young Cas-Ru. True, if she uses them, it will mask her and the boy from even Jaelon's senses. Yet, it will by the same token mask them from the elder Cas-Ru's senses, if the need should arise. It may. He came for young Cas-Ru.. They have to move now.. They are welcome at the temple. If frictions come between myself and either of them, I will be the one to leave. Jaelon is as good as Ceterus, and he lives it well. He and his family have more right to the temple than I do. Clearer purpose. Clearer minds.
I... haven't the right I once had. I should have known better. Maybe, after the first accident, I could have walked away much more easily. I have nobody to blame but myself. Nothing in my mission stated that I should touch it myself. It's hard.. It's like the beginning of the blackwing.. like that craving for raw meat just before I lost my mind. Except it's not raw meat I want. It's worse.
Maybe, in a way, it's poetic justice on me.
*END*
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