From One Order To Another (Intro)

It was difficult to remember just how long it had been since she had left the temple and set out on her own journey. To leave behind the sacred relics that she had cared so much for and to leave the graves of those that she had once cared for unattended. Yet, that had been their final wish to her and Keeva, whether she agreed with it or not, had followed that final order and begun to explore the wider world. It had not been easy and the blonde haired teenager had found herself more than once having to battle those who followed a darker path. It was what she had been trained for after all and to remove those who lived by a code of violence and chaos deserved their fate. There was no mercy for those who thrived by tormenting the weak and she had put them down with that simple thought in mind. Unfortunately though, the longer that she spent travelling the world alone, the more that she began to realise the scope of what she had was trying to accomplish. She was only one girl and there was only so much that she could do alone and so, despite her own misgiving, the force wielding warrior had begun to scout out those who may have a similar goal in mind.

That was what had brought her to Amber Island, having heard of a guild that was apparently dedicated to the destruction of the cruel and wicked. She did not know the specifics but that was part of why she had come, simply to understand the true purpose of the guild, with an open mind. That was not to say that there were no nerves though and as she made her way past the locals and approached the so called, 'Throne Hall,' she felt quite uncomfortable with having so many people walking past her. Keeva had never been all that great with large groups and her stomach was starting to tie up in knots, although it did not show at all in her yellow eyed gaze. She could fight villains without a shred of fear but throw her in to a social situation and it was a different story. It was so frustrating and the Gray Jedi simply hoped that it would not bite her in the backside today.

Reaching the main building, the figure would then push open the large doors and make her entrance, her body covered head to a toe in a large white coloured robe, hiding almost all of her features. As she walked towards the centre of the room, Keeva would pull back the hood of her robe, a calm expression crossing her face, as she looked for someone to speak to. Most of the men and women around her seemed busy and the newcomer was a little reluctant to engage, so in the end, she simply took a seat on a nearby windowsill and waited for someone to approach her instead.

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Those few minutes that she spent waiting felt more like an hour and the blonde haired warrior did honestly think that she would just shatter out of due awkwardness. Thankfully though, her training held true and she was able to patiently wait, while those around her simply hustled and bustled around her. The uniform was the one aspect of them which seemed to stick out to her though, a mixture of red and black that seemed to give them an almost dark edge to them. She briefly pondered to herself about whether it was a sign or something and perhaps that she had possibly wandered in to a dark guild. However, the thought was dismissed as soon as it came through her head, due to the simple fact that the men and women around her looked genuinely happy, a trait that was always lacking in those who walked other paths. If that was not enough to convince her, then there was always the comforting feel of The Force, the energy which bound the world together, along with the source of her powers. It was almost like an angel on her shoulder, guiding her in all things and aiding her in her choices. Not once had it ever led her astray and honestly, she had more trust in that then with other people, for better or worse.

Her somewhat muddled thoughts were interrupted as she heard a voice speak to her, causing a turn of her head in the direction of the voice. Standing before her was a tall woman, blonde, like herself who must have stood at almost six foot in height. She was quite imposing, if Keeva was honest although the Jedi did not feel intimidated, awkward perhaps but not frightened. Remembering the manners that she had been taught by her elders, the force wielder would hop off of the window sill and lightly bow her head respectfully, giving her the time to try and think of an answer that would not not make her look like a complete idiot. To say that she was lost was hardly untrue and in the end, she simply took the honest approach.

"I suppose I am," she would say, her tone calm and honest, having to look up somewhat given the height difference, "I have had heard tales that this place was the home of a guild who specialise in destroying those who follow the dark path, a task that I have also been trained to do. I have spent the past year or so travelling across the land, removing those who pray on the weak and innocent but I have realised that I just cannot do it alone and that is the reason for my visit today. To try and find allies who I can perhaps work with in order to get rid of the chaos that spreads like wildfire across this country." There would be a steel to her gaze as she talked, meaning every word spoken, "My name is Keeva Lynelle, last of the Gray Jedi."

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