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    The Force: Sun Wars

    Post by Trevlac on Mon Jun 21, 2010 9:02 am



    It was going to kill him. Cyrus sat in the Jedi Council, listening to the bickering of so-called "wise" Jedi Masters. He was one of them, but he had just a tad more humility than the more vocal members. Recently, Master Kendra had been slain by two Sith on planet Gentis. What a harrowing tale. Oh the agony of this political nonsense. Of course they wanted to replace her post-haste but Cyrus felt that the body wasn't even cold yet. Van Solomund was in support of the replacement of course, but albeit under conditions that were more favorable. After her funeral pyre, that is. Yeah, the Council wanted to replace someone they hadn't even buried yet.

    Cyrus just listened. Listened while reclined back in his Counsel chair, fingers on his chin, eyes staring off into the distance of Coruscant below. The evening sun was casting a warm glow on his brown skin and he heaved a great, calming sigh--momentarily forgetting his surroundings. A call from a Jedi Master broke over the conversation, "Master Melchior, what say you?" rang a deep and guttural voice from behind the blackness of a hooded robe. Cyrus snapped to immediately; his name was called. He hadn't the foggiest of what was being discussed. "I'm...undecided." he called back semi-nervously. The hooded Jedi Master growled, "You're undecided on your father's whereabouts?"

    Oh. He realized. The question he spaced-out during was about his dad. "Uh, no. That is, I mean to say, he is indisposed. Master Solomund saw him last, not me." Cyrus finished lamely. He was eager to be out of this council meeting and the nervous stroking of his beard was a tell-all. It's not as though he belonged there--Cyrus was only a temporary stand-in as Master until they could decide on a replacement. More than likely, they would pick his father, Faraz Melchior. The man was a master of battle strategy and diplomacy to boot. Everything the Council would ever want, he had it. But not Cyrus. Cyrus was forever in that man's kriffing shadow.

    "Alright. Let's adjourn for now until the candidates can be brought forward. We will elect a replacement for Master Kendra after the pyre. Good evening to you all and may the Force be with you." the smooth voice of Master Hanzo cooed. It was about time that boring meeting was over. Each person exited the chambers single-file, except for Cyrus. He didn't like crowds, especially not them. As he made his way back to his chambers on a lower level, Cyrus thought of all the new artifacts he had collected recently. They made him giddy as a youngling with anticipation. He was a master historian and loved anything with a significantly beautiful history behind it. Recently, Cyrus had obtained an ancient scroll with indecipherable script and an emblem resembling a system's star. This wasn't new though, every script first obtained is indecipherable. There were myriads upon myriads of forgotten or dead cultures out there in the galaxy.

    As the magnetic locks slid open and his door hissed away, Cyrus breathed in the smell of his chambers. It was the olden smell of ancient tomes and spicy powders. Of rare plants and pungent liquids. His chambers resembled the innards of a library on ancient alchemy more than a living quarters. Casually, he strode over to a desk and picked up his new mystery. That's what the indecipherable text was to him; a mystery. He was an eater of mysteries. It gave him the sustenance his mind ached for day and night. His intellect had to be stimulated.

    But it took him a week before he could even decipher a single rune. There were no marks that clearly pointed out what culture this was, aside from the systems star emblem at the top. On a routine plunge into the Jedi Library, he had run across a similar--but not the same--symbol in a book about ancient hidden warrior tribes. The tribes were many and varied and they warred with each other for many centuries. Finally a ceasefire was called when they had slaughtered all but ten men from each clan and they all agreed to leave the war planet forever. Each went their own way and nothing was ever documented after that. But the clue that Cyrus used was the sun symbol. The original planet had a blue hypergiant star called Zone.

    When he looked at Zone on the oldest star charts he could find, Cyrus realized that it was in a sector of the galaxy that was home to several other blue hypergiant systems. Six to be exact. The same number as the clans. Each clan was vying for the resources such a star could provide to their home planet. So logically, each nation refused to move. But eventually they ceased the bloodshed and agreed everyone should move. Cyrus reasoned that each clan staked claim on a new star close to the Zone system. And that's where it started to get a little easier.

    The emblem for Zone had a feature: it was a circle with intricate patterns and swirls in the center. No sun rays. The emblem from his parchment had five sunrays and a similar intricate pattern inscribed in the circle for the star. Clearly it would be a marker for which system they owned. Numbered zero through five. Something didn't add up, which was that somehow six clans left but there were only five other stars. It didn't bother him as much since this "zeroth" clan was not of any concern for the time being. It was all he needed--a context for the ancient scroll. He poured over it for a few more days until he noticed the frequency of some letters and words. Finally he realized how their alphabet structure worked and where he expected to see certain words based on their proximity. Cyrus was a master of intuitive thinking like this. Others would discard it as wild speculation, but Cyrus knew exactly what he was doing. He trusted his instincts. And they led him to a coordinate. The fifth star in a circle from Zone was Lazerus.

    He would go tomorrow. Forget the Council.


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    Re: The Force: Sun Wars

    Post by Dimitrius on Mon Jun 21, 2010 10:06 pm

    Was definitely too tired to comment earlier.

    Really liking it so far guy.

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    Re: The Force: Sun Wars

    Post by Ordin on Mon Jul 12, 2010 1:06 pm

    i like it


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