Star Wars Tale of Demos
by Mooker@fanfiction.net
edited by greatjedi@fanfiction.net
Jedi Master Brenis Or'noc stood by his padawan learner: Jace Enders on the watery moon of Kahto Musnu. There were here on a task assigned to them by the Jedi Council to investigate a power tremor in the Force. The Force was powerful enough to be felt by some of the Masters, even when they were not meditating. Two teams of Masters and padawans were sent to look into the matter, and Brenis and Jace were one of those teams.
Looking out over the vast oceans that surrounded the tiny island that they landed on, Jace could see a transport coming to lift them to the mainland. The island they were on couldn't have been more than three miles in diameter; enough to allow some ships to land and be transported safely to the city. The transport was large and blue, not easily spotted from afar in the darkened clouds. Jace was a human and human abilities can only go so far...
Even with his Jedi powers, Jace felt alone and unprotected. Even the company of his Master was not comforting. He had an awful feeling about this place, and tried many times to warn Brenis. But Brenis had felt nothing and concluded that his padawan was only focusing on the negative.
When the transport had arrived a man stepped off to greet them. 'Hello,' he said; 'I'll be your pi escort you back to the mainland. You facilities are greatly welcomed here as all Jedi are. I will take you to the city hall were you can discuss matters with Magistrate Desnand. The two Jedi nodded and followed after their escort as he boarded the ship. When they were inside they sat down at a table and share a few thoughts. Once again Jace insisted that something was wrong, but, once again, Brenis did not heed it.
When the shuttle took flight and came to the docking bays of city hall were the two Jedi departed. They were greeted by the Colonial Magistrate Rennis Desnand. 'Greetings Master Jedis,' he said with the most polite of tones; 'I am Colonial Magistrate of these parts. You may call my Rennis if you like. This is my secretary, Olivh Piar.' A beautiful young woman stepped forward and offered her hand to Brenis. Brenis didn't know the customs of the system but took her hand and shook it. It did not seem to offend her. Jace followed with the same.
Olivh has very naive features under her intellectual glasses; much like Jaces boyish face. Her hair was a light blonde but tied in a tight pony tail to heed business protocol. She found Jace amusing with his padawan braid hung over her shoulder. But laughing at that moment was not what was needed.
'I've reserved rooms for you in Desurn Hotel on the far side of town. I was instructed that you do not wish to attract too much attention. The Desurn isn't the most luxurious hotel, but it's a lot better than those other rat motels at the end of town. I'll schedule a ride for you.'
'Your accommodations,' said Brenis; 'is most appreciated, Magistrate Rennis.' Rennis smiled as the two Jedi slightly bowed courteously. Then the Magistrate turned on one heel and left them to their business. Olivh hurried after him.
Jedi Master Brenis Or'noc stood by his padawan learner: Jace Enders on the watery moon of Kahto Musnu. There were here on a task assigned to them by the Jedi Council to investigate a power tremor in the Force. The Force was powerful enough to be felt by some of the Masters, even when they were not meditating. Two teams of Masters and padawans were sent to look into the matter, and Brenis and Jace were one of those teams.
Looking out over the vast oceans that surrounded the tiny island that they landed on, Jace could see a transport coming to lift them to the mainland. The island they were on couldn't have been more than three miles in diameter; enough to allow some ships to land and be transported safely to the city. The transport was large and blue, not easily spotted from afar in the darkened clouds. Jace was a human and human abilities can only go so far...
Even with his Jedi powers, Jace felt alone and unprotected. Even the company of his Master was not comforting. He had an awful feeling about this place, and tried many times to warn Brenis. But Brenis had felt nothing and concluded that his padawan was only focusing on the negative.
When the transport had arrived a man stepped off to greet them. 'Hello,' he said; 'I'll be your pi escort you back to the mainland. You facilities are greatly welcomed here as all Jedi are. I will take you to the city hall were you can discuss matters with Magistrate Desnand. The two Jedi nodded and followed after their escort as he boarded the ship. When they were inside they sat down at a table and share a few thoughts. Once again Jace insisted that something was wrong, but, once again, Brenis did not heed it.
When the shuttle took flight and came to the docking bays of city hall were the two Jedi departed. They were greeted by the Colonial Magistrate Rennis Desnand. 'Greetings Master Jedis,' he said with the most polite of tones; 'I am Colonial Magistrate of these parts. You may call my Rennis if you like. This is my secretary, Olivh Piar.' A beautiful young woman stepped forward and offered her hand to Brenis. Brenis didn't know the customs of the system but took her hand and shook it. It did not seem to offend her. Jace followed with the same.
Olivh has very naive features under her intellectual glasses; much like Jaces boyish face. Her hair was a light blonde but tied in a tight pony tail to heed business protocol. She found Jace amusing with his padawan braid hung over her shoulder. But laughing at that moment was not what was needed.
'I've reserved rooms for you in Desurn Hotel on the far side of town. I was instructed that you do not wish to attract too much attention. The Desurn isn't the most luxurious hotel, but it's a lot better than those other rat motels at the end of town. I'll schedule a ride for you.'
'Your accommodations,' said Brenis; 'is most appreciated, Magistrate Rennis.' Rennis smiled as the two Jedi slightly bowed courteously. Then the Magistrate turned on one heel and left them to their business. Olivh hurried after him.