With a sudden jolt I shot up straight and coughed out ice cold water still trapped in my lungs, rolling over to help release water and fought the freeze that bore through me. Finally getting a few big lung full breaths of air in me, I starting focusing on slowing my breaths to calm the cough attacks and regain composure to the bone chilling cold that was with me now. After a minute I was able to roll back over to my back and just stare up and my mind was hurting the cold.
"Damn this sucks" I spoke out to myself. Willing myself up along with some groans and curses, I took bearings of where I was and truthfully, I didn't feel that awed. Snow, lots and of snow. Oh sure there was trees off in the distance, some large woods I'm sure, but just not much else. How could people live here? I thought. I slowly got to my knees and pushed myself up to stand and while swaying a bit, I was alright. Just wet in a snow environment. Perfect.
I got to get dry or even the Force won't save me. Thinking to myself while I felt the chill stinging my bones. With that, I made sure my bag with my rations was still with me, checked my lightsaber was still with me and slowing started walking towards the woods about a half a kilometer away I'd imagine.
After a short while I reached the edge of the woods and started looking for a spot to build a fire and most likely stay the night, it was already starting to reach dusk so I did not want to risk it in woods and lands I knew nothing about. Finding enough limbs and twigs, I arranged a fire and took out my lightsaber and ignited it, while touching the wood and it soon caught fire and spread nicely. The warmth soon started to creep into my skin and I kept feeding the fire till I had enough to last a while and soon just bathed in the glow and felt my fingers and toes start to stop shaking from the frost. I took out a ration and slowly chewed a nutrino bar and felt energy flow back into me. I turned around to keep all sides of me warm and after a few hours, I was almost dry clothing and all.
I threw extra wood onto the fire and piled replacement wood next to it and I curled up next to the fire deciding to get sleep while I could, not that I had much choice, with what I had been through and the extreme climate here, my body was drained, and even trying to be in tune with the Force, I still needed a good amount of sleep. Taking one last look at the fire, I stared into it and just started repeating in my mind...
Flowing through all, there is balance
There is no peace without a passion to create
There is no passion without peace to guide
Knowledge fades without the strength to act
Power blinds without the serenity to see
There is freedom in life
There is purpose in death
The Force is all things and I am the Force
I kept repeating my mantra and fell into a meditation state. Soon I felt the Force flow through and powered what weakness I felt before. I saw images of snow, white stripes, a white tree, blue eyes, lions and wolves with some kind of deer all fighting under fire but then ice covered everyone. It was truly strange and yet, felt so familiar and struck me close to my heart and soul. I was experiencing so many different conflicting emotions when a strong kick to my side and I fell out of my meditative state and woke to being on my back, ribs hurting, possible broke and around me were 3 men all laughing and jeering and holding swords up ready to attack...
"What do we have here boys... some fucker sitting around a fire with no care in the world ehh?"
One ugly man said as he circled around me, throwing on a show to his compatriots.
"Little pretty boy must be praying, eyes all closed kneeing in front of a fire, what gods do you follow boy?! Surely not the Old Gods.. I dare say even the Seven? They don't believe in fire with what you were doing..." Another man, shorter but stocky said as he just kept his sword pointed at me and spoke with such a disgust.
" What are ya doing here boy? Don't ya know ya trespassing right now, these are the Wolfwoods, ya in Whitehill territory! We own these woods we do ya!" The first ugly man said as he kept walking around me with an evil smirk about him.
"I am sorry my good men, I seem to have been a bit off because I was lost here and did not know the proper lands I was travelling on and was just trying to find a village to save myself from this extreme cold. I meant no offense, surely there can be some reason to find a way to make this all better. I wasn't trying to steal or claim anything, I'm merely a traveler, lost on his way you could say." I said as calmly, with some respect, it seemed to me that I may have inadvertently came upon sacred land of some kind and these men were just protecting this along with their borders from outsiders doing harm, a simply mistake I'd say.
"Fuck what you say, that shit from ya mouth won't save ya boy, you already seem like a fucking crazy boy, sitting in the middle of the snow kneeling and all.. that won't save ya, don't know what kind of savage boy ya are, we just keeping the scum out of our Lord's lands and ya don't need to be here."
I shakily stood up and looked around assessing what would seem to come.
"And what Lord's land is this exactly, since I am lost and all.. maybe there is a way I can make amends to this Lord for my carelessness." I offered, hoping there might be some thought and intelligence amongst these, obviously low educated men.
Ugh.. so wrong I was.
"Fuck off what ya say, Lord Whitehill is the superior Lord 'round this parts and he wont have no shit bastard takin' up 'is precious time. Maybe offer up something to have our eyes look else word of else you'll never leave this forest alive ya prissy fuck." The ugly man spoke back at me. I felt the motives of each men, their aura and emotions sending harsh echoes through the force I could pick up on. So many lies yet so many truths through their actions. I knew what was coming.
"Alright, it seems you have me bested, I think I have something that would allow you satisfaction..." I said as I reached into my cloak and all the men took a step back raising their swords thinking the worst, and when I came out with just my raised hand, they all just started laughing at me.
I focused and close my fingers a bit and the ugly leader started to cough and try to breath heavy but couldn't and he dropped his sword and with both hands gripped his neck, clawing trying to breath. His two other men just stood there yelling at him what was wrong, expecting him to answer, but he never did. I fully closed my hand and his neck went sharply to the right while he jerked upwards and an audible snap was heard with the body just falling to the ground lifeless.
Before anyone could move, I raised my other hand and focused on the shorter man and he soon started to gasp and grab his throat and soon the snap was heard with him collapsing to the ground. All that was left was a younger man, more boy, he first appeared brave as hell with his older, stronger men around, but after witnessing what just happened, he started shaking and could barely keep his sword still and level. I starting walking towards him and he immediately starting backing up, but after a few paces, I raised my hand again and he fell to his knees grabbing his throat. Helpless like his former living friends.
I let his eyes roll half way up then released him. He collapsed onto his hands and was breathing heavily and I walked straight up to him, and using the force, I raised his head to look at me, and he had the utter look of shock, fear and confusion on what was being done to him.
"You have many stories that need to be told I'm sure. Best not lie now, lying will end you just like those two..." I added a little force pressure on his throat for good measure and he nodded up and down very rapidly. I had many questions on this world I was suddenly dropped into.
