A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away….
Star Wars
The Kenobi Saga
Part I Jedi's Trial
6 months after the great Naboo Crisis, Kyia Levelle, Jedi ruler of the small planet of Elphora is attacked by a member of the mysterious order of the Sith, who's identity still remains a unknown.
Fears are rising amongst the Jedi, but the Galactic Senate is unable to settle petty disputes and act on the dangerous situation.
Frustrated the Jedi Council have met and Kyia Levelle's old master, Yoda commissioned Obi Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker to travel to Elphora to protect its ruler and unravel the mystery of the Sith.
A small craft piloted itself through the darkness of space, heading out into the unknown as Kyia watched from below, on to the purple sunset of her world. The duel moons looked on like sentinels over the planet as she paced up and down the Elphoran balcony, of the Elphoran royal home. She was Elphora.
Kyia sighed and patted the re-assuring bump under her long red velvet gown, her lightsabre.
"Do you need anything?"
She swiftly turned around then paused "Sorry Anice, you startled me"
Anice was a short dumpy woman with grey hair and a motherly smile that the Quelena knew all too well. She had been her nursemaid then, now her Palace Administrator, and friend. "It's to be expected. You've just had an encounter with a Sith. If I were you I would be surrounded by a hundred of the Quelena's Guard. Not waiting for two Jedi".
Kyia smiled, trying to block out the memory of burning flesh. "I trust the Council." She said, "Master Yoda isn't going to want his last apprentice to be killed"
"Still" She glanced poignantly at her, raising an eyebrow. "You should be careful". Anice broke the tension and sniffed at the air "Oh no, I think Venya's attempting Corellian cookery again. Only the Force knows what you'll be eating tonight! "
"Just make sure it isn't moving this time." Kyia said in jest to Anice as she disappeared through the arch, busy as always.
Yoda mediated in seeming calm in one of the many rooms in the great Jedi Temple, his ears were low and the creases in his forehead approached a frown. Silently Mace Windu entered the room; he glided up to the window that over looked the bustling world of Coruscant. Yoda sensed him but did not move.
"Are you sure we did the right thing?" Mace Windu asked after a time.
"Requested it the Force did. A union between Levelle and Kenobi strong will be" Master Yoda replied eyes still closed. "Also the best person to deal with the threat he is"
"If the Quelena is not mistaken," Mace countered
This time Yoda opened his eyes and turned his head towards his companion "Young she is, but trust her instincts I do"
Master Mace Windu turned away and looked out over Coruscant "It worries me that we cannot sense it"
"Cunning the dark side is" He replied simply "Trust in the Force we must"
"I see no logic in its move here" Mace Windu confessed
"Short lived the union will be" Yoda tried to ease the matter. " Loyal to the Jedi both Obi Wan and Kyia are. Sure of that I am."
"Sir, we're approaching Elphora now".
Obi Wan Kenobi rose from his seat upon the Super Nova. His assignment felt hauntingly familiar, protect the Queen and try and investigate the Sith threat in the process. However Master Yoda has been unusually insistent that he stuck closely to her. He puzzled briefly the woman's significance and walked over to the view screen. The planet shone with a peaceful violet atmosphere that haloed the dusky green and blue world.
Anakin appeared next to him. "Its pretty"
Obi Wan stepped back to give him a better view. "Elphora. It has one ruling family, the title of Quelena is passed down the female line" He had done his research.
"No he?"
The Jedi Knight shook his head "If I remember correctly there's only been Quelous. Their history is actually quite interesting." Anakin didn't seem to be as enthusiastic about the history lesson so Obi Wan tried to simplify his terms. "Originally it was ruled by a gang like the Hutts, but a group of female warriors overthrew them in a bloody battle. Their leader died but her daughter took the leadership and the family has kept the planet reasonably stable ever since. The rest of the fighters formed the Quelena's Guard, a kind of army.
The boy shrugged. "Whatever works I guess"
Obi Wan turned back to the view-screen "We're landing, remember"
"Yeah I know, we can't trust anyone so don't reveal ourselves" He cited, cutting him off
He was punished by a glance that reminded him sharply to be more respectful of his master.
The Super Nova landed cleanly in the small metallic docking bay to which they had been assigned. The Jedi replaced the hoods of their brown robed over their heads then began to walk down the landing ramp. They were greeted formally by a small landing party, then lead up to the throne room.
The room itself was large with a massively high arched ceiling that swirled as the sides of the room embraced each other. Light reflected on to the white walls through large tinted windows causing watery shadows to be cast. Obi Wan's eyes passed approvingly over the décor, simple but effective, and it exuberated serenity. Politically it could intimidate and warm, he spotted that as well. The designer had been cunning. His eyes focused on a woman pacing at the other end of the room. The Quelena he reasoned. She was wearing a long heavy velvet red dress that was tight over the bodice but flowed to a looser fit at the elbows and waist. She turned to look at them. The Quelena had pretty, delicate features combined with a determined with determined blue green eyes that flashed towards them as she watched them walk towards her. Her long dark blonde hair was tied back into a plait to tame it.
She smiled graciously "The Jedi Owen I presume?"
He had used a false name "Your Royalness" Obi Wan bowed formally
"Kyia, please" She insisted. "There's no need for titles here. You are not subordinate here"
Anakin glanced down. He knew from experience on Tatooine not to make eye contact with people above his station. She seemed to pick up on this and bowed down to meet his gaze. "You must be the apprentice Atkin. Pleased to meet you"
He relaxed instantly. She reminded him a little of Padmè, Queen Amidala he corrected himself. "Pleased to meet you too" And nice not to be ignored for once, he was used to people only addressing his master.
"You must be tired. I can have Anice show you to your rooms if you'd rather?"
Obi Wan was reluctant but he could sense his padawan's tiredness, who still hadn't learned how to sleep in the cold claustrophobia of space. He dismissed him, of which Anakin was glad and gave into sleep quickly.
Kyia was pacing up and down her throne room when the Jedi entered. At first she was shocked when she saw the young age of the Jedi, but then she remembered one of her master's favourite sayings. "Judge me by my size do you?" She once again reminded herself that the council knew what they were doing. The other Jedi looked around her age, about twenty-five or twenty-six, with eyes that were blue enough to be boyish if he ever smiled. Judging by his furrowed brow and stern expression that was not very often. He was reasonably attractive with brown hair that looked as if it was growing out from the traditional padawan style. He hadn't been a Jedi very long, she realized, and he was probably analysing her just as closely. In a strange way she wished she could sense what he saw, and if it was the same as she felt. A woman who had been on the throne five years but still felt like she was a child dressing up in her mother's clothes. She noticed the boy looking daunted and confused and bent down to reassure him. What she received in return was a cheeky smile. His hair was a sandy colour as if a hot sun on a desert world had bleached it and also cut in the padawan style. This pair had not been together long.
Anice lead Atkin to his room leaving her aching to get to the real issue. "How much were you told, because I'm guessing it was more than I was," She said directly.
Owen looked surprised "Only that you were attacked by a Sith and believe he will try again".
"I'd worked that out by myself, anything like, oh I don't know such as why the Jedi Council sent two, no offence, inexperienced Jedi to deal with a Sith Lord".
Again he looked taken aback, perhaps he under-estimated her perceptiveness. "I don't know, but maybe you could tell me why you think the Sith came after you in the first place, and why you are so certain he will attack again".
"I don't " She lied "It's just a feeling" Something was wrong. Her Elphoran sixth sense was screaming at her. He wasn't with the dark side, but he was defiantly holding back on something important.
"You are going to have to trust me or we are not going to achieve anything here" he dropped his tone to try and sooth her mistrust.
Kyia exhaled inwardly at the obvious tactic. "I'm sorry but you must understand I can't afford to trust anyone who doesn't give me the same respect in return"
Obi Wan cursed silently, he had heard that Elphorans were slightly psychic, making them more perceptive to emotions. She knew he was holding back, but without some kind of sign he couldn't trust her either. He would have to let the Force guide him.
The silence stretched. The Quelena sighed softly "This isn't going to work. I'll have Anice show you to your room". She turned around and left the throne room.
Star Wars
The Kenobi Saga
Part I Jedi's Trial
6 months after the great Naboo Crisis, Kyia Levelle, Jedi ruler of the small planet of Elphora is attacked by a member of the mysterious order of the Sith, who's identity still remains a unknown.
Fears are rising amongst the Jedi, but the Galactic Senate is unable to settle petty disputes and act on the dangerous situation.
Frustrated the Jedi Council have met and Kyia Levelle's old master, Yoda commissioned Obi Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker to travel to Elphora to protect its ruler and unravel the mystery of the Sith.
A small craft piloted itself through the darkness of space, heading out into the unknown as Kyia watched from below, on to the purple sunset of her world. The duel moons looked on like sentinels over the planet as she paced up and down the Elphoran balcony, of the Elphoran royal home. She was Elphora.
Kyia sighed and patted the re-assuring bump under her long red velvet gown, her lightsabre.
"Do you need anything?"
She swiftly turned around then paused "Sorry Anice, you startled me"
Anice was a short dumpy woman with grey hair and a motherly smile that the Quelena knew all too well. She had been her nursemaid then, now her Palace Administrator, and friend. "It's to be expected. You've just had an encounter with a Sith. If I were you I would be surrounded by a hundred of the Quelena's Guard. Not waiting for two Jedi".
Kyia smiled, trying to block out the memory of burning flesh. "I trust the Council." She said, "Master Yoda isn't going to want his last apprentice to be killed"
"Still" She glanced poignantly at her, raising an eyebrow. "You should be careful". Anice broke the tension and sniffed at the air "Oh no, I think Venya's attempting Corellian cookery again. Only the Force knows what you'll be eating tonight! "
"Just make sure it isn't moving this time." Kyia said in jest to Anice as she disappeared through the arch, busy as always.
Yoda mediated in seeming calm in one of the many rooms in the great Jedi Temple, his ears were low and the creases in his forehead approached a frown. Silently Mace Windu entered the room; he glided up to the window that over looked the bustling world of Coruscant. Yoda sensed him but did not move.
"Are you sure we did the right thing?" Mace Windu asked after a time.
"Requested it the Force did. A union between Levelle and Kenobi strong will be" Master Yoda replied eyes still closed. "Also the best person to deal with the threat he is"
"If the Quelena is not mistaken," Mace countered
This time Yoda opened his eyes and turned his head towards his companion "Young she is, but trust her instincts I do"
Master Mace Windu turned away and looked out over Coruscant "It worries me that we cannot sense it"
"Cunning the dark side is" He replied simply "Trust in the Force we must"
"I see no logic in its move here" Mace Windu confessed
"Short lived the union will be" Yoda tried to ease the matter. " Loyal to the Jedi both Obi Wan and Kyia are. Sure of that I am."
"Sir, we're approaching Elphora now".
Obi Wan Kenobi rose from his seat upon the Super Nova. His assignment felt hauntingly familiar, protect the Queen and try and investigate the Sith threat in the process. However Master Yoda has been unusually insistent that he stuck closely to her. He puzzled briefly the woman's significance and walked over to the view screen. The planet shone with a peaceful violet atmosphere that haloed the dusky green and blue world.
Anakin appeared next to him. "Its pretty"
Obi Wan stepped back to give him a better view. "Elphora. It has one ruling family, the title of Quelena is passed down the female line" He had done his research.
"No he?"
The Jedi Knight shook his head "If I remember correctly there's only been Quelous. Their history is actually quite interesting." Anakin didn't seem to be as enthusiastic about the history lesson so Obi Wan tried to simplify his terms. "Originally it was ruled by a gang like the Hutts, but a group of female warriors overthrew them in a bloody battle. Their leader died but her daughter took the leadership and the family has kept the planet reasonably stable ever since. The rest of the fighters formed the Quelena's Guard, a kind of army.
The boy shrugged. "Whatever works I guess"
Obi Wan turned back to the view-screen "We're landing, remember"
"Yeah I know, we can't trust anyone so don't reveal ourselves" He cited, cutting him off
He was punished by a glance that reminded him sharply to be more respectful of his master.
The Super Nova landed cleanly in the small metallic docking bay to which they had been assigned. The Jedi replaced the hoods of their brown robed over their heads then began to walk down the landing ramp. They were greeted formally by a small landing party, then lead up to the throne room.
The room itself was large with a massively high arched ceiling that swirled as the sides of the room embraced each other. Light reflected on to the white walls through large tinted windows causing watery shadows to be cast. Obi Wan's eyes passed approvingly over the décor, simple but effective, and it exuberated serenity. Politically it could intimidate and warm, he spotted that as well. The designer had been cunning. His eyes focused on a woman pacing at the other end of the room. The Quelena he reasoned. She was wearing a long heavy velvet red dress that was tight over the bodice but flowed to a looser fit at the elbows and waist. She turned to look at them. The Quelena had pretty, delicate features combined with a determined with determined blue green eyes that flashed towards them as she watched them walk towards her. Her long dark blonde hair was tied back into a plait to tame it.
She smiled graciously "The Jedi Owen I presume?"
He had used a false name "Your Royalness" Obi Wan bowed formally
"Kyia, please" She insisted. "There's no need for titles here. You are not subordinate here"
Anakin glanced down. He knew from experience on Tatooine not to make eye contact with people above his station. She seemed to pick up on this and bowed down to meet his gaze. "You must be the apprentice Atkin. Pleased to meet you"
He relaxed instantly. She reminded him a little of Padmè, Queen Amidala he corrected himself. "Pleased to meet you too" And nice not to be ignored for once, he was used to people only addressing his master.
"You must be tired. I can have Anice show you to your rooms if you'd rather?"
Obi Wan was reluctant but he could sense his padawan's tiredness, who still hadn't learned how to sleep in the cold claustrophobia of space. He dismissed him, of which Anakin was glad and gave into sleep quickly.
Kyia was pacing up and down her throne room when the Jedi entered. At first she was shocked when she saw the young age of the Jedi, but then she remembered one of her master's favourite sayings. "Judge me by my size do you?" She once again reminded herself that the council knew what they were doing. The other Jedi looked around her age, about twenty-five or twenty-six, with eyes that were blue enough to be boyish if he ever smiled. Judging by his furrowed brow and stern expression that was not very often. He was reasonably attractive with brown hair that looked as if it was growing out from the traditional padawan style. He hadn't been a Jedi very long, she realized, and he was probably analysing her just as closely. In a strange way she wished she could sense what he saw, and if it was the same as she felt. A woman who had been on the throne five years but still felt like she was a child dressing up in her mother's clothes. She noticed the boy looking daunted and confused and bent down to reassure him. What she received in return was a cheeky smile. His hair was a sandy colour as if a hot sun on a desert world had bleached it and also cut in the padawan style. This pair had not been together long.
Anice lead Atkin to his room leaving her aching to get to the real issue. "How much were you told, because I'm guessing it was more than I was," She said directly.
Owen looked surprised "Only that you were attacked by a Sith and believe he will try again".
"I'd worked that out by myself, anything like, oh I don't know such as why the Jedi Council sent two, no offence, inexperienced Jedi to deal with a Sith Lord".
Again he looked taken aback, perhaps he under-estimated her perceptiveness. "I don't know, but maybe you could tell me why you think the Sith came after you in the first place, and why you are so certain he will attack again".
"I don't " She lied "It's just a feeling" Something was wrong. Her Elphoran sixth sense was screaming at her. He wasn't with the dark side, but he was defiantly holding back on something important.
"You are going to have to trust me or we are not going to achieve anything here" he dropped his tone to try and sooth her mistrust.
Kyia exhaled inwardly at the obvious tactic. "I'm sorry but you must understand I can't afford to trust anyone who doesn't give me the same respect in return"
Obi Wan cursed silently, he had heard that Elphorans were slightly psychic, making them more perceptive to emotions. She knew he was holding back, but without some kind of sign he couldn't trust her either. He would have to let the Force guide him.
The silence stretched. The Quelena sighed softly "This isn't going to work. I'll have Anice show you to your room". She turned around and left the throne room.
