So it had begun...
The jedi, the soldiers, gathered together to rid the galaxy of the cursed mandalorians...
"And an untried apprentice.." thought Ellsia as she stood with the masses.
She felt so small amongst these men and women willing to fight for the galaxy, yet she was only one of the few jedi that had come...
"To follow Revan."
It had all seemed so much simpler back at the conclave as Revan preached about the importance of taking action, so much easier. par i "Is that cowerdice?" whispered a small voice within her.
"No," she said firmly, "I am sure of my convictions, the mandalorians must be stopped."
but what will be the price? she added silently as she looked around. It was naive to think that no one would die. For the countless thousands who lived, how many more would die to protect them?
"Doubting yourself again?" hissed the voice, "Is this the way of a jedi? what would Revan think?"
"Are you alright?"par The voice startled her and she whipped around, her hand on her lightsaber. A young iridonian held up his hands to show he meant no harm and smiled slightly.
"Uh- sorry about that," she muttered, "You startled me."par His smile widened,
"That's ok, you just seemed a bit distracted, unsure."
"Err-I was just thinking."
He cocked an eyebrow but his smile stayed,
"I'm Bao-Dur, pleased to meet you..?"
He held out a hand for her to shake,
"Ellsia," she replied taking it,
"Ellsia Trilaut."
She opened her eyes and sat up, there was no masses of people, no Bao-Dur...
It had been a dream, the same one she had been having for the past ten years, ever since the war had ended. It seemed no matter how she tried to forget, the past would not let her go.
And isn't that why she had come here? to forget?
No matter how many games of Pazaak she played or jugs of Juma she drank, it always caught up with her in her dreams. She stood up and pulled her long brown hair back into a severe ponytail, she looked at herself in the mirror through a liquor induced haze and did not like what she saw. A thin, pale young woman with long dark hair stood before her, she had the haunted look of someone who had seen too much death and suffering. Her face and neck were covered in bruises she could not remember receiving, only her eyes had never changed, one blue, one green and both filled with sorrow.
She looked at herself in disgust, what had she become? this was not the way of the jedi...
She shook her head as if to loosen the thoughts, she was now no longer a jedi, she had fallen to far.
She had given up that calling when-
"No!"
There it was, her past creeping up on her again. She felt the subtle pull of the force at the edge of her senses, willing her to use it that she may grow stronger.
Ellsia ignored it and looked around her, it was time to leave this place, time to return to the planet she had once called home...Telos.