Entry Fifty-One – Days after Geonosis, Three Hundred and Forty-Two
Such a strange thing, these species that are closely related and yet clearly distinct. My session with the Kime priestess was both fundamentally the same and wholly separate from that of the Kame. I cannot find a better way to characterize it. This particular resonant variance is not one Basic was designed to describe.
Though we focused on the construction of barriers using the Force, I was able to tease out a small measure of conversation from the otherwise reticent priestess. The population of these three species on Coruscant is quite small, but apparently they were granted certain properties long ago by the Republic as part of a resettlement allotment following one of the ancient Sith conflicts. They consider this a sacred trust and so a small population remains, including at least one priestess of each species.
I suppose it is typical that the locations are deep in the underworld.
Intriguingly it is always priestesses. They claim that no male of their collective species has ever displayed Force sensitivity. This is at least theoretically possible, there are species that have developed mutations which antagonize midichlorians and render them unable to open to the Force. If such a mutation occurred within sex selected genetic material this sort of divide could exist. However, the underworld has trained me in cynicism. I suspect Force sensitive Kame, Kime, and Kume do exist, but the priestesses refuse to train them. A shame.
I find it odd that out of the three species there are no Jedi on record at all. They have been known to the Republic for millennia, yet none have ever come to the temple. The priestess claimed that their numbers are simply too small and their few colonial settlements – they lost their homeworld to some ancient conflict she would not speak of – too remote to be noticed. This explanation does not convince me.
I can only hypothesize that the Trifold Priestesses have deliberately expended great effort to keep their organization completely separate from the Jedi Order. Somehow I doubt this decision is unique among groups of Force Adepts scattered across the galaxy. I have encountered members of independent groups capable of touching the Force twice before, in the Outer Rim. One was a Jal Shey and a fellow medical practitioner who held beliefs similar to those of the Order but maintained a curious ideological differentiation. The other was a dying member of the Ember of Vahl whose radiation poisoning I could not heal. He was full of darkness, nothing like the Jedi. Neither case compares well to these priestesses. I will have to consider it further, much further. There is a truth here, something important I never questioned before, though I worry as to what answer I might uncover. Do I truly wish to know why others have rejected the Jedi way?
Why have they chosen to teach me now after thousands of years of separation? The answer seems quite clear, terrifying in its precision. The ancient thing moving below is a threat great enough to breach an entire culture of reticence.
What is the mind behind YH-life? What can it possibly want? How can we understand that which we cannot even keep alive?
How can we resist that which we do not understand?