Post by The Gray Sith on Dec 19, 2015 12:58:38 GMT -5
Name: Atreus Quorr
Race: Human
Age: 46
Birthplace: Corellia
Allegiance: Jedi Order
Status: Jedi Sentinel (more to the Force than saber aspect)
Rank: Jedi Master
Height/Weight:5'8" 160 lbs
Appearance: A man of an average height, if not for the Jedi robes, wouldn't be standing out from the crowd in any special way. His dark-brown hair long, and past his neck, usually a part even tied in one tail, but never all of it. Atreus grew this hair for many years, and many times, even cutting it almost completely one time. He got used to removing it from his forehead, which was usually glistering since he is a person that sweats quite a lot. Below it, his blue eyes, never showing any emotion, even if it was a good one. Right up to his nose, he had a beard, one connecting to his mustache, and all the way to his hair, but it wasn't as long as the hair was. Atreus would let it grow for a while, then cut it completely, and let it grow back once again. The longest his beard got was when he went meditating for several months on Tython, being the length of his current long hair, down almost to his stomach. (No need for an image, imagine Qui-Gon in TOR Era..)
Atreus really got used to the Jedi robes, so much he mostly doesn't wear anything else. He wore armor for a short time while he was still a Padawan, and still deciding what he was good at, as well as a time before he became a Master of the Jedi Order, because of the special missions the Council sent him and his Padawan on, for both their trials. He has a couple of different robes, which younglings and Padawns normally tell stories about. Most of the young part of the Temple on Coruscant always believes Atreus has dozens if not even hundreds of robes, that he uses depending on how he is feeling, which planet he is on, with whom will he be that day, and so on.. Some of this is true, he wears his few robes differently by occasion. If he was, let's say sent on a dangerous mission in the Sith space, he would wear a black, leather robe, quite scary-looking, but if he was, i.e. On Tython meditating, he would just wear a casual light in color and weight robe.
Personality: Atreus is quite a young person in the heart. He had survived much, some really horrible, but some nice things as well. He never let those things affect him, or at least up to considerable limits. He stayed calm, even in the worst of situations, he learned to do so. Years of meditation gave him an unbreakable mind that's not stopping under pressure. He tried to stay positive, and having a good time in everything possible. Of course, there were limits to this mode of his, under extreme pain, emotional or physical, he would care no more about the limits of his powers, he would care no more about who he was fighting, he would just give everything he had into the fight, destroying his opponents at any cost, even if it meant death. But this was a rare occasion, most of the fights he went into were making him laugh, or letting him have some fun with his life. He tried to befriend anyone, believing every being has good inside of them, it just needs to be shown. He loved the nature, which is why he would try and leave the capital go to the Temple on Tython as much as possible. He also enjoyed the company of animals, mostly the tamable, and friendly ones, but still he didn't have any anger towards hostile ones either. Atreus believed that there always had to be Dark side, no matter what the Jedi do, and that every being has that Dark side, as well as the Light side, inside them, it's just the Jedi training that let's you lock down the dark side so it doesn't come out ever.
Ships/Vehicles: N/A – No attachments, remember?
Equipment: Lightsaber – Single phase, green color crystal(natural, Illum)
Jedi utility belt, containing: Holocom, med kit, sabacc deck, shoto saber(just in case) - single phase, yellow crystal
Stats: (Feeble, Below Average, Average, Above Average, Superior, Legendary)
Strength – Average
Agility - Average
Intelligence - Superior
Charisma – Above Average
Force Stats: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
Telekinetic- Adept
Telepathic- Apprentice
Body- Master
Sense- Expert
Protection- Adept
Healing:– Novice
Destruction– Unskilled
Combat Training: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
Hand-to-hand – Apprentice
Force Training: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
Battlemind – Master
Force Wave – Adept
Force Protect (bubble,absorb,shield..)(listed differently as these don't have to be on self, can go on others) – Adept
Alter image - Adept
Other Training: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
Sabacc(card game newbies) – Expert
Zabraki: Conversational
Piloting - Apprentice
Lightsaber Training: (Untrained, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master, Specialist)
Shii-Cho- Master
Makashi- Untrained
Soresu- Master
Ataru- Untrained
Shien/Djem So- Master
>>Sub-form Backhanded- Untrained
Niman- Untrained
>>Sub-form Jar-kai- Untrained
Juyo- Untrained
Double Bladed Combat- Untrained
Biography:
Before Coruscant - Years 0-5
Born to two wealthy people and upstanding citizens of Corellia, Atreus never knew misery, or hunger, or anything like that. He had always had whatever he wanted, any toys, any pets, any friends. He was a spoiled kid, that's what was obvious to everyone. His parents actually never believed that Atreus was actually Force sensitive. They even refused to take him for a midichlorian test at the local hospital, until an actual Jedi came along with his padawan and told them it was a must. At the greatest of surprises to the parents, Atreus was actually a Force sensitive. The Jedi agreed with the parents, after a lot of negotiating and persuading, that Atreus shall be taken on Coruscant to be trained for a Jedi when he turned 5. The Jedi's padawan talked to the parents as well, as they were worried whom would teach their kid, and what if he didn't make it as a Jedi. The padawan, named Drystan, agreed to take Atreus on as his own padawan, once Atreus was old enough.
Youngling - Years 6-11
The life of a youngling was hard, especially for a spoiled kid like Atreus, he really didn't like the rules firstly. He got used to being able to do what you want and when you want to do it, and to be able to walk around anywhere you please. But as a youngling on Coruscant, it was different. He couldn't have any personal belongings, any toys or anything. He had to do what he was told to, and spent most of his time in classes with other younglings he never saw before in his life. It took about a year for him to adapt to the new way of not being able to leave the temple, and constantly getting criticized. Drystan checked on him every month, to make sure that he was at least getting along with the rest of his class. Dryston, as soon as he became a knight, didn't take another padawan even when the Council suggested, he was still waiting for Atreus to become old enough, because Jedi keep their promises, no matter what.
In the last years of his training as a youngling, Atreus befriended a lot of his fellow classmate younglings, and even stood in touch with them after they went on their separate ways. He had completed his training officially with his 10th year of life, but the Council let him stay without a master for one more year, just so they could make sure that Drystan was sure about his decision. When Atreus turned 11, Drystan officially introduced himself as his new master. Atreus had to live through another enormous change in his life. Not being able to speak with his friends that often, or even at all at times, stopping the teachings of multiple Masters, and now turning onto being taught only by one. It was, once again a change that had to be made. But this one, Atreus liked more than the last one, as he had met Drysten before, and he seemed like a nice Jedi and person in general.
Padawan - Years 11-23
Diplomacy - Years 11-13
Indeed, Drystan was a nice man, Atreus maybe did feel exhausted after every one of their training, but he always felt filled, he always felt good. Drystan knew what to talk about and what not to talk about with Atreus, it's like he could read his mind. The first months flew gently, without any missions, and when the Council saw that Atreus was in shape to fight some robbers and small thieves, they started assigning Dryston with diplomatic missions of any sort, so long as they weren't dangerous. Atreus learned how to communicate with politicians and nobles, how the recruiting process works, and how he got recruited. Even though the Council disapproved, Drystan still told his young padawan about his parents, and how they almost stopped the whole process of him becoming a padawan. Atreus didn't really seem to care about it too much, as he couldn't even remember his parents. As the missions got more boring, the training that Drystan gave Atreus became more and more difficult and exhausting. He started learning the basics of true lightsaber combat, and some basic Force abilities, as Drystan pushed him as far as the kid could go, and he never failed anything Drystan told him to do, only because of the pressure Drystan applied on him.
Fights and Sabers - Years 13-17
As Atreus became more and more a skilled Jedi, the Council sent them on more and more dangerous missions, each one having bigger and bigger fights. Slowly, the fights began to rise from petty thieves up to smugglers, and to starship-robbers. As Atreus turned 15, the Council sent him and his Master, Drystan on a mission on Illum. It was a cold planet, full of caves from which the jedi gathered the crystals for their sabers. Drystan knew that is why they sent them on Illum. It was time for Atreus to build his lightsaber, so he could proceed into more dangerous missions.
Close your eyes, padawan, and let the Force guide you to your crystal, the one you touch first, that one you can cut off the rock with your saber. Said Drystan to Atreus, when they reached the caves of Illum, and Atreus asked what crystal to take for his saber. Shortly after that, he gathered the rest of some common, and some rare metals to create the hilt, and after the gathering, they set the course of the ship to Tython, where Drystan created his saber, Atreus wanted a connection to his master of any sort. It took almost two weeks of pure meditation over the crystal to make it bind to Atreus. And since Drystan never liked to let him do nothing, he made a challenge of the meditation, which is why it took so long. Atreus was supposed to meditate under a waterfall, not in a cave behind it, literally under the water falling on it. He tried a couple of times, each time lasting longer than the last one, and gave up, dried himself and tried again, finally, he completed the ritual and made his saber, whilst absorbing and/or reflecting fire from a few training droids in the Temple on Tython.
After the creation of his saber, Atreus's training and missions only kept getting harder, more and more he trained with the Force and not with the lightsaber, deciding slowly where he was going to go into as a knight. He liked fighting with sabers, but his preferred combat was ranged, being able to just finish his opponents without getting close to them.
The Jedi Trials - Years 18-23
Atreus was getting closer and closer to his knighting, and he could feel it. His master told him about the Jedi trials, and how they could be not intentional, or created by the Council. He slowly became stronger, and smarter. He liked smiling, and having fun. Atreus's training was quite intensive, yes, but it was fun as well. Drystan always knew how to entertain Atreus, even in the worst of moments, how to make him feel alright. Atreus learned from Drystan, and for his whole life, to think positively, to not look down, to not give up, and it was one of the most important things he learned during his life.
When Atreus was 20 years old, he and Drystan were assigned a mission on Hoth, a whole village had been taken hostage by some pirates, and the Republic asked the Jedi for help. As Atreus found out later on, the mission was assigned to them as a test, the Council wanted to know how Atreus was doing, along with his master, and to learn if he was ready to face his trials. The mission was almost a success, the thing that was needed to be completed, was getting the hostages out of the pirates' cave, which they were trapped in. It wouldn't have been any trouble, if Drystan hadn't went after the pirates that had escaped, so Atreus was on his own. The blizzard on Hoth that Atreus had endured was ruthless, completely stomping anyone walking through it, and as he had a whole village behind him, even some kids and elders, and injured people as well, all of his powers had to go into protecting them. It was the most Force he had ever drained from himself, even compared to one of Drystan's training, this was really difficult. If Atreus had any way of protecting himself, then creating such a force shield or bubble for the villagers wouldn't have been a problem. But he had to lead them through the blizzard, in the front, taking the most wind and snow into his robes and skin, as he channeled the Force as best as he could, to create a shield that would stop all the wind from coming to the elders. Later, some days after that, after Atreus recovered from the cold he had gotten in the blizzard, Drystan came to him, with a proud look on the master's face. You had passed your trial of flesh padawan, you are one step closer. Atreus felt good, but also frightened, as if his first trial was this incredibly hard, what kind of thing should he expect from the second one.
Days had passed after he returned to Coruscant, and weeks, and more normal missions, and months, and no sign of the next trial was there. Not until around winter of his 21st year of life. This time, the trial wasn't a mission, or any accidental event, this time, the Council asked for Atreus's present in their chambers, which he had never been in before. His trial of skill was waiting, as he was required to leave for Tython, as the Council presumed it would be easier for him to complete the trial in a more familiar place than Coruscant, as he didn't train on Coruscant with Drystan that much. Before he went in the training chamber, Drystan gave Atreus something, which seemed like a smaller hilt for a lightsaber. Drystan told him how his master gave him the shoto for his trial of skill, and how it was Atreus's turn. He really needed it in there, as he was fighting a big, a really big droid with blasters hanging from every bit of him, it was obvious to Drystan it would be such a trial of skill, since Atreus's saber training was mostly around Soresu, a form that practiced blaster-fire defense. In hours of deflecting the fire to the droid, first to where his chest would be, then to his 'head', then anywhere, it fell before Atreus while he was holding the shoto in his arms, having dropped his own saber around an hour and a half ago. Two trials were down, two more to go, and Atreus would become a knight, it was such relief for him, seeing the trials weren't scaling from easy to hard.
Once more, after about the same time as before his trial of skill, and after the same things he was doing for that time, he was yet again invited in the chambers of the High Council, except this time, Drystan was in there as well, waiting for him. Atreus stood before the greatest Jedi of that time, as they stood silent, apparently waiting for someone to start talking. Finally words were heard, as the grandmaster of the Council in that time spoke. His words filled Atreus with fear, and for about the first time after 17 years, he felt like disobeying the order was something he should do. Was this a test? Or an actual battle he was supposed to take part in? Atreus didn't know the right answer, as his master drew his saber. The Council had told him, that for his trial of courage, he was to fight his own master. Atreus gave into meditation for moments, thinking about what he was taught in the past years, and how everything would continue if he fought his master. It was obvious what he needed to do. He drew his lightsaber with his eyes still closed, and as he opened them, he smiled. He was taught to have a good time, and if this was the trial of courage, why not ace it completely and totally, by fighting the whole damn Jedi High Council, instead of his master. Of course, Drystan stopped him when he ran towards the masters, but no, Atreus wouldn't hurt him, he wouldn't hurt his own master. This was a game, he knew it, some kind of twisted game to see how was he thinking. He got stopped by a lightsaber of one of the masters, who was also smiling, but not like Atreus, the master's smile had proud in it. Drystan looked confused as he stared in the grandmaster, and as the old man nodded his head, both the other master and Drystan sheathed their sabers. Oh, young padawan The master spoke the words Atreus never forgot, and will never forget, this was supposed to be a trial of spirit, seeing will you fight your own master if ordered, but you were so extraordinary to beat the trial of courage in the same time, by not just refusing to fight your master, but engaging on the best of Jedi, even though you knew you would lose. Not long after, Atreus was knighted, and Drystan became a Jedi master, each drifting in their own way, but still seeing each other many times in the years to come.
Jedi Knight - Years 23-36
Before First Padawan - Years 23-25
In the first year, Atreus really had no idea what to do, so he sought guidance from his old master, becoming an archives assistant, alongside with helping in youngling classes, as his master was in charge of both a little bit, on Tython. As this life pretty much bored him completely, Atreus went back into meditation for some time, letting his hair and beard grow, and finally adopting those looks, which are the way he looks in the present. As he needed to do something for the Order while training his battlemind, which he for the first time used in his trial of flesh, and training his lightsaber techniques and just eating, sleeping and meditating. So he decided to go become an investigator, mostly in the mid rim, and even more far out around the Cartel and Exchange territories, dealing with all sorts of criminals and brutes. It really gave him that sarcastic and cynical tone in his voice. He quickly caught up with his work, and became an expert in what he did at that time. A lot of times when he actually returned to the Core and Coruscant, he would quickly take a shuttle to Tython, to see and talk to Drystan at least for an hour. For many criminals he only needed to show his lightsaber, and they would surrender, but there were a lot of them that were stubborn enough to make him knock them out and just carry them onto his ship. He learned sabacc while on Nar Shadda, doing some Hutt business, and got pretty carried away with the game, so much he now always carries a deck of cards with him, if he ever needs them. As he needed to fly around quite a lot, he took some basic classes for flying a transport, so that he wouldn't have to take a shuttle each time he wanted to leave a planet, and as he was a Jedi, he could always borrow a quite nice civilian ship from the Pubs.
Training the First Padawan - Years 25-34
After finishing a mission on Narr Hutta, which was quite dangerous, because of all the bounty hunters and smugglers that knew Atreus's face, the High Council called him in the chambers, which he hadn't been in for 3 years now. Nothing much changed, except for the man sitting in the middle of the room. It wasn't the same grandmaster as 3 years ago, but that didn't really strike Atreus as important enough to call him in for. He was correct for thinking that. The Council wanted him to take a padawan. There was a youngling he had seen here on Coruscant sometimes when he was turning in his missions, a Zabrak boy, who was now actually ready to become someone's padawan. Atreus started arguing with himself about this. It meant the Council wanted the boy and Atreus to progress in the Order, but it also meant that Atreus would have to drop his job and teach someone something. The decision was put on hold, for the time it took Atreus to travel to Tython and ask his old master's opinion. Of course he should accept the boy, according to his master, which he did do.
They got along nicely, as Atreus learned the methods of teaching from, by his opinion, the greatest of teachers. The Zabrak boy, named Joran Terrus, was enjoying his company as much as Atreus could ask for. Even though for the first year, they didn't go on any missions, actually being able to travel from Tython to Coruscant this frequently and just relax and meditate and learn the Force, as well as teach someone, it fit with Atreus really nicely, he liked his pace of life. But he didn't argue with anything, once he started getting diplomatic missions with no possibility of danger. Atreus really hated this sort of stuff, with politics, and nobility, but his padawan seemed to enjoy it. The training went well if you were to ask Atreus. His padawan studied hard, and it was obvious from their first mission that included combat that he was meant to become a consular.
Being a sentinel with a love for the Force abilities himself, Atreus didn't mind teaching Joran to be a consular, not one bit. Years had slowly passed with each random mission and training behind him, his padawan was getting stronger, and Atreus felt something strong, something very strong in the Force, something that gave him the courage to say that it was time Joran made his first saber. But Joran wasn't the only one improving. Atreus studied hard as well, not stopping his own training for the kid's. He even gave himself time when he told his padawan to meditate under the waterfall for preparing his crystal, to prepare the furnace in which Atreus could create a new crystal for his shoto saber. After the padawan had finished his lightsaber, and it turned green as he expected, he gave Joran to his old master to help with the archives for a week or two, so that Atreus could complete his meditation for the crystal in peace.
They were both improving majorly, and as the padawan was getting more and more ready for his trials, the Council had informed Atreus about how he had impressed them. As they said in the message, most of the Jedi stop really focusing on their own training after they take on a padawan, but Atreus wouldn't let teaching someone else stop him from becoming better at what he does. Drystan told him briefly how he would probably become a High Council member after the padawan's trials finished. Atreus wouldn't believe him, he would probably be titled a master, yes, but a High Councilor already, there was no way in the galaxy for something like that to happen. His thoughts on it went on, and they never agreed with Drystan's words. Meanwhile, the missions the Council sent them became more and more difficult, not only for the padawan but the parts of them that only Atreus could do became more difficult as well, like he was preparing for a trial as well.
As Joran grew, he had some things to teach Atreus too, like Zabraki, which Atreus was really interested in. He was never that snobby master that would think he knew everything better than his padawan, of course that was not correct. Every man is unique, and has his own specialties, which another one doesn't. Atreus learned quickly, as he did everything else, and became good at his second language besides Galactic Basic. Atreus knew how their bond has strengthened, and he was afraid of what kind of a trial might the Council give to the boy. Even though he trusted them, he still remembered what kind of a trial they gave him, and he wasn't sure would the boy understand it, Atreus was doubting himself, and his teaching to the boy, he wasn't sure if he taught him good enough, or should the boy be a good jedi after all. But he soon was to find out anyway, so it wasn't really important.
Padawan's Trials, Jedi Master - Years 35, 36
It was time, and Atreus knew it. Joran was about to take his trials when the jedi Council invited him in their chambers, probably trial of skill first, then flesh, then spirit and courage last. But he couldn't find out, as one of the Council members Atreus met in the years came to him and took him to Tython, for some secretive reasons he couldn't discuss on Coruscant. The reasons weren't secretive, the master just doubted he was going to leave his padawan for them if he was to tell it to Atreus on Coruscant. He was, if the padawan was to in any case fail any of his trials, tested by the Jedi Master Trials, which were about the same as the Knight ones. Atreus firstly looked at the master with confusion, and then angrily, as he refused to take those trials before his padawan actually fails his trial. Atreus's confidence in his padawan had returned, and he didn't disappoint his master. Joran passed his trials, and had been knighted, while Atreus was given the title of a Jedi Master, with which he was proud of even more than at his knighting.
Jedi Master - Years 37-Present
Isolation - Years 37-39
After he became master, he went on Tython quickly, just to find his old master, Drystan dead. He was a nice person, and the jedi on Tython had buried him there, mostly because there was no record of where he lived before the Order. A rough start, Atreus thought. He took his place in training younglings and in organizing the archives until the Order can send a new master specialized in that sort of stuff. Drystan died a peaceful death, falling into eternal sleep in his late 60's. Some people just aren't meant to live long, maybe, or maybe there was something else. Atreus always wondered if it wasn't a natural death, even though he, and the rest of the Order knew it was. It kind of crushed Atreus. He went completely silent in meditation and training for two years, not responding to any message from the Council or Joran. He thought of Drystan as a father, and now he began to understand the rule of 'no attachments'. By the time he showed up on the surface of the Order again, the war with Sith Aristocracy was raging on. Not that there was peace before he went into isolation, but now it was even worse. He had perfected most of his saber combat and a lot of his Force skills. A lot more can be done if you are not disturbed by anything while you're training, Atreus learned. In those two years, he did more than in the last 5 considering his own training, yet he wasn't even close to completing himself. He looked like hell when he reemerged on Coruscant. His hair down to his hips, his beard down to his stomach, completely barbarian-like. Not long after that, he cut his beard and hair almost completely once again. As the Council saw his newly perfected skills on the first mission he was given, a proposal came to him, a proposal many would answer with a 'yes'. He was requested to become a High Council member. As his old master had predicted many years ago. His answer though, was negative. As he had just returned to being an actual jedi, he told them to wait until he reaches the maximum this title could give him, before he would move on to the next one.
The Sith Emerge - Years 40-46
He kept on leaving a normal life of a master, perfecting himself even more, while training younglings on both Coruscant and Tython, and occasionally leaving the Core for some more action if help was needed on any front. His positive way of living had returned around the age of 41, when he began to cheer up a bit more, and again started having fun with his life and the things he did with it. That changed once again, when the High Council, along with Atreus felt the incoming wave of the Dark side. The Sith had returned. It was a difficult time for the Republic, and for the Jedi who now accepted the fight full-on. Atreus tried to keep the Temples on Tython and Coruscant calm and happy, not letting the training of younglings go any differently than before, just because of another threat to the Jedi. Slowly, he knew that the offer from the Council was going to come, soon, probably as soon as the Sith are fought off. He still wasn't ready, it was only 4 years since the last time they had asked him, but his own training had not been completed, and as the Council could probably feel that, the offer never came. Atreus still likes the solitude on Tython, as well as the company of other fellow-Jedi. He still lives positively, not giving in to the thoughts about the Dark side, about the bad things that could happen. Maybe, but only if the opportunity is right, and the Force inside him gives him some kind of a sign it is good, he could take a new padawan, but it is not a must or a priority, since the war is now raging on more than ever, and his training is so close to ending. He still doesn't avoid combat in war, he just doesn't prefer it, in case he was asked as well, he would go in there and kick some sith-buts with no questions asked.
Roleplay Sample: Atreus walked slowly on the dirt of the planet, looking left and right, absorbing the energy of the Force as he was about to enter a big shuttle. He enjoyed Tython, but it was time to go back to the capital, with the war so big and the younglings so curious. His blue eyes went over the landscape full of trees and wildlife once more, before his dark boots stepped on the ramp of the shuttle. His robes dragged across the dirt on the ground as he walked on the ramp, making the light-brown robe into a more darker brown color at the ends. He didn't seem raddled by that when he walked in through the big gray shuttle door and saw the dirt on his robes. The door closed behind him, as a few other Jedi in robes, and some other formally dressed man and women greeted him.
Atreus sat down slowly, adjusting his seat so he can lay down and have a nap. He couldn't. He just couldn't fall asleep, not even for a minute. He thought about the men on the shuttle. They were mostly all injured in the war, and sent to Tython for recovery, and most of them will never fight again. Then he looked at the women. They were mostly on Tython because their children were ill and needed help, most of the women on this shuttle, besides a few who had their babies with them, lost their children, because their deceases were not treatable, or they just came to the Jedi too late.
Then he looked at the Jedi. Most of their comrades never made it through battle, or not even comrades, padawans and masters. The state of the Republic was getting worse by day, and there was nothing that an individual could do. Atreus closed his eyes once more, remembering the days of battle, of fierce blaster-fire coming towards him, and the sounds of the dead. He remembered the things that he had seen and done. He couldn't take this fighting anymore, he tried to look at everything positively, and he would for the most part succeed, except for when it's about death, there was nothing positive about death. Yes, someone would become one with the Force, but since when was that a good thing?
We are reaching Coruscant, ladies and gentlemen, please straighten your seats and ready for landing. The loud noise from the speakers was now echoing around the shuttle, while Atreus straightened his seat, and looked in the faces of the poor people in the shuttle once more. They were all filled with sadness, and misery, and the Jedi were fully compassionate towards them, looking the same way as Atreus. The shuttle landed, as they all started walking out of it, while Atreus stayed in last.
"You coming, Master Jedi?" A man in military uniform, who was barely dragging his left leg behind him and limping spoke to Atreus and offered him a hand to get out on the ramp to Coruscant. Atreus looked with a smile towards the man, and briefly opened his mouth, but words didn't come out. Then, a few second later, he spoke.
"Yes, thank you good man. I do not have a need for help, don't you worry, just help yourself." Atreus spoke, not taking the man's hand, but his bag with stuff and helping him get down the ramp. "May the Force be with you." He said to the man, as well as to the people behind him, as he gave his bags to a carries who was hired to help the man. Atreus put his hands up his sleeves, and kept walking on the metal platform of the capital of the Republic. Coruscant was nothing like Tython, no green anywhere, filled with tall buildings, and he could see the greatest of Temples in the galaxy, just rising from a fair distance.
Race: Human
Age: 46
Birthplace: Corellia
Allegiance: Jedi Order
Status: Jedi Sentinel (more to the Force than saber aspect)
Rank: Jedi Master
Height/Weight:5'8" 160 lbs
Appearance: A man of an average height, if not for the Jedi robes, wouldn't be standing out from the crowd in any special way. His dark-brown hair long, and past his neck, usually a part even tied in one tail, but never all of it. Atreus grew this hair for many years, and many times, even cutting it almost completely one time. He got used to removing it from his forehead, which was usually glistering since he is a person that sweats quite a lot. Below it, his blue eyes, never showing any emotion, even if it was a good one. Right up to his nose, he had a beard, one connecting to his mustache, and all the way to his hair, but it wasn't as long as the hair was. Atreus would let it grow for a while, then cut it completely, and let it grow back once again. The longest his beard got was when he went meditating for several months on Tython, being the length of his current long hair, down almost to his stomach. (No need for an image, imagine Qui-Gon in TOR Era..)
Atreus really got used to the Jedi robes, so much he mostly doesn't wear anything else. He wore armor for a short time while he was still a Padawan, and still deciding what he was good at, as well as a time before he became a Master of the Jedi Order, because of the special missions the Council sent him and his Padawan on, for both their trials. He has a couple of different robes, which younglings and Padawns normally tell stories about. Most of the young part of the Temple on Coruscant always believes Atreus has dozens if not even hundreds of robes, that he uses depending on how he is feeling, which planet he is on, with whom will he be that day, and so on.. Some of this is true, he wears his few robes differently by occasion. If he was, let's say sent on a dangerous mission in the Sith space, he would wear a black, leather robe, quite scary-looking, but if he was, i.e. On Tython meditating, he would just wear a casual light in color and weight robe.
Personality: Atreus is quite a young person in the heart. He had survived much, some really horrible, but some nice things as well. He never let those things affect him, or at least up to considerable limits. He stayed calm, even in the worst of situations, he learned to do so. Years of meditation gave him an unbreakable mind that's not stopping under pressure. He tried to stay positive, and having a good time in everything possible. Of course, there were limits to this mode of his, under extreme pain, emotional or physical, he would care no more about the limits of his powers, he would care no more about who he was fighting, he would just give everything he had into the fight, destroying his opponents at any cost, even if it meant death. But this was a rare occasion, most of the fights he went into were making him laugh, or letting him have some fun with his life. He tried to befriend anyone, believing every being has good inside of them, it just needs to be shown. He loved the nature, which is why he would try and leave the capital go to the Temple on Tython as much as possible. He also enjoyed the company of animals, mostly the tamable, and friendly ones, but still he didn't have any anger towards hostile ones either. Atreus believed that there always had to be Dark side, no matter what the Jedi do, and that every being has that Dark side, as well as the Light side, inside them, it's just the Jedi training that let's you lock down the dark side so it doesn't come out ever.
Ships/Vehicles: N/A – No attachments, remember?
Equipment: Lightsaber – Single phase, green color crystal(natural, Illum)
Jedi utility belt, containing: Holocom, med kit, sabacc deck, shoto saber(just in case) - single phase, yellow crystal
Stats: (Feeble, Below Average, Average, Above Average, Superior, Legendary)
Strength – Average
Agility - Average
Intelligence - Superior
Charisma – Above Average
Force Stats: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
Telekinetic- Adept
Telepathic- Apprentice
Body- Master
Sense- Expert
Protection- Adept
Healing:– Novice
Destruction– Unskilled
Combat Training: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
Hand-to-hand – Apprentice
Force Training: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
Battlemind – Master
Force Wave – Adept
Force Protect (bubble,absorb,shield..)(listed differently as these don't have to be on self, can go on others) – Adept
Alter image - Adept
Other Training: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
Sabacc(card game newbies) – Expert
Zabraki: Conversational
Piloting - Apprentice
Lightsaber Training: (Untrained, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master, Specialist)
Shii-Cho- Master
Makashi- Untrained
Soresu- Master
Ataru- Untrained
Shien/Djem So- Master
>>Sub-form Backhanded- Untrained
Niman- Untrained
>>Sub-form Jar-kai- Untrained
Juyo- Untrained
Double Bladed Combat- Untrained
Biography:
Before Coruscant - Years 0-5
Born to two wealthy people and upstanding citizens of Corellia, Atreus never knew misery, or hunger, or anything like that. He had always had whatever he wanted, any toys, any pets, any friends. He was a spoiled kid, that's what was obvious to everyone. His parents actually never believed that Atreus was actually Force sensitive. They even refused to take him for a midichlorian test at the local hospital, until an actual Jedi came along with his padawan and told them it was a must. At the greatest of surprises to the parents, Atreus was actually a Force sensitive. The Jedi agreed with the parents, after a lot of negotiating and persuading, that Atreus shall be taken on Coruscant to be trained for a Jedi when he turned 5. The Jedi's padawan talked to the parents as well, as they were worried whom would teach their kid, and what if he didn't make it as a Jedi. The padawan, named Drystan, agreed to take Atreus on as his own padawan, once Atreus was old enough.
Youngling - Years 6-11
The life of a youngling was hard, especially for a spoiled kid like Atreus, he really didn't like the rules firstly. He got used to being able to do what you want and when you want to do it, and to be able to walk around anywhere you please. But as a youngling on Coruscant, it was different. He couldn't have any personal belongings, any toys or anything. He had to do what he was told to, and spent most of his time in classes with other younglings he never saw before in his life. It took about a year for him to adapt to the new way of not being able to leave the temple, and constantly getting criticized. Drystan checked on him every month, to make sure that he was at least getting along with the rest of his class. Dryston, as soon as he became a knight, didn't take another padawan even when the Council suggested, he was still waiting for Atreus to become old enough, because Jedi keep their promises, no matter what.
In the last years of his training as a youngling, Atreus befriended a lot of his fellow classmate younglings, and even stood in touch with them after they went on their separate ways. He had completed his training officially with his 10th year of life, but the Council let him stay without a master for one more year, just so they could make sure that Drystan was sure about his decision. When Atreus turned 11, Drystan officially introduced himself as his new master. Atreus had to live through another enormous change in his life. Not being able to speak with his friends that often, or even at all at times, stopping the teachings of multiple Masters, and now turning onto being taught only by one. It was, once again a change that had to be made. But this one, Atreus liked more than the last one, as he had met Drysten before, and he seemed like a nice Jedi and person in general.
Padawan - Years 11-23
Diplomacy - Years 11-13
Indeed, Drystan was a nice man, Atreus maybe did feel exhausted after every one of their training, but he always felt filled, he always felt good. Drystan knew what to talk about and what not to talk about with Atreus, it's like he could read his mind. The first months flew gently, without any missions, and when the Council saw that Atreus was in shape to fight some robbers and small thieves, they started assigning Dryston with diplomatic missions of any sort, so long as they weren't dangerous. Atreus learned how to communicate with politicians and nobles, how the recruiting process works, and how he got recruited. Even though the Council disapproved, Drystan still told his young padawan about his parents, and how they almost stopped the whole process of him becoming a padawan. Atreus didn't really seem to care about it too much, as he couldn't even remember his parents. As the missions got more boring, the training that Drystan gave Atreus became more and more difficult and exhausting. He started learning the basics of true lightsaber combat, and some basic Force abilities, as Drystan pushed him as far as the kid could go, and he never failed anything Drystan told him to do, only because of the pressure Drystan applied on him.
Fights and Sabers - Years 13-17
As Atreus became more and more a skilled Jedi, the Council sent them on more and more dangerous missions, each one having bigger and bigger fights. Slowly, the fights began to rise from petty thieves up to smugglers, and to starship-robbers. As Atreus turned 15, the Council sent him and his Master, Drystan on a mission on Illum. It was a cold planet, full of caves from which the jedi gathered the crystals for their sabers. Drystan knew that is why they sent them on Illum. It was time for Atreus to build his lightsaber, so he could proceed into more dangerous missions.
Close your eyes, padawan, and let the Force guide you to your crystal, the one you touch first, that one you can cut off the rock with your saber. Said Drystan to Atreus, when they reached the caves of Illum, and Atreus asked what crystal to take for his saber. Shortly after that, he gathered the rest of some common, and some rare metals to create the hilt, and after the gathering, they set the course of the ship to Tython, where Drystan created his saber, Atreus wanted a connection to his master of any sort. It took almost two weeks of pure meditation over the crystal to make it bind to Atreus. And since Drystan never liked to let him do nothing, he made a challenge of the meditation, which is why it took so long. Atreus was supposed to meditate under a waterfall, not in a cave behind it, literally under the water falling on it. He tried a couple of times, each time lasting longer than the last one, and gave up, dried himself and tried again, finally, he completed the ritual and made his saber, whilst absorbing and/or reflecting fire from a few training droids in the Temple on Tython.
After the creation of his saber, Atreus's training and missions only kept getting harder, more and more he trained with the Force and not with the lightsaber, deciding slowly where he was going to go into as a knight. He liked fighting with sabers, but his preferred combat was ranged, being able to just finish his opponents without getting close to them.
The Jedi Trials - Years 18-23
Atreus was getting closer and closer to his knighting, and he could feel it. His master told him about the Jedi trials, and how they could be not intentional, or created by the Council. He slowly became stronger, and smarter. He liked smiling, and having fun. Atreus's training was quite intensive, yes, but it was fun as well. Drystan always knew how to entertain Atreus, even in the worst of moments, how to make him feel alright. Atreus learned from Drystan, and for his whole life, to think positively, to not look down, to not give up, and it was one of the most important things he learned during his life.
When Atreus was 20 years old, he and Drystan were assigned a mission on Hoth, a whole village had been taken hostage by some pirates, and the Republic asked the Jedi for help. As Atreus found out later on, the mission was assigned to them as a test, the Council wanted to know how Atreus was doing, along with his master, and to learn if he was ready to face his trials. The mission was almost a success, the thing that was needed to be completed, was getting the hostages out of the pirates' cave, which they were trapped in. It wouldn't have been any trouble, if Drystan hadn't went after the pirates that had escaped, so Atreus was on his own. The blizzard on Hoth that Atreus had endured was ruthless, completely stomping anyone walking through it, and as he had a whole village behind him, even some kids and elders, and injured people as well, all of his powers had to go into protecting them. It was the most Force he had ever drained from himself, even compared to one of Drystan's training, this was really difficult. If Atreus had any way of protecting himself, then creating such a force shield or bubble for the villagers wouldn't have been a problem. But he had to lead them through the blizzard, in the front, taking the most wind and snow into his robes and skin, as he channeled the Force as best as he could, to create a shield that would stop all the wind from coming to the elders. Later, some days after that, after Atreus recovered from the cold he had gotten in the blizzard, Drystan came to him, with a proud look on the master's face. You had passed your trial of flesh padawan, you are one step closer. Atreus felt good, but also frightened, as if his first trial was this incredibly hard, what kind of thing should he expect from the second one.
Days had passed after he returned to Coruscant, and weeks, and more normal missions, and months, and no sign of the next trial was there. Not until around winter of his 21st year of life. This time, the trial wasn't a mission, or any accidental event, this time, the Council asked for Atreus's present in their chambers, which he had never been in before. His trial of skill was waiting, as he was required to leave for Tython, as the Council presumed it would be easier for him to complete the trial in a more familiar place than Coruscant, as he didn't train on Coruscant with Drystan that much. Before he went in the training chamber, Drystan gave Atreus something, which seemed like a smaller hilt for a lightsaber. Drystan told him how his master gave him the shoto for his trial of skill, and how it was Atreus's turn. He really needed it in there, as he was fighting a big, a really big droid with blasters hanging from every bit of him, it was obvious to Drystan it would be such a trial of skill, since Atreus's saber training was mostly around Soresu, a form that practiced blaster-fire defense. In hours of deflecting the fire to the droid, first to where his chest would be, then to his 'head', then anywhere, it fell before Atreus while he was holding the shoto in his arms, having dropped his own saber around an hour and a half ago. Two trials were down, two more to go, and Atreus would become a knight, it was such relief for him, seeing the trials weren't scaling from easy to hard.
Once more, after about the same time as before his trial of skill, and after the same things he was doing for that time, he was yet again invited in the chambers of the High Council, except this time, Drystan was in there as well, waiting for him. Atreus stood before the greatest Jedi of that time, as they stood silent, apparently waiting for someone to start talking. Finally words were heard, as the grandmaster of the Council in that time spoke. His words filled Atreus with fear, and for about the first time after 17 years, he felt like disobeying the order was something he should do. Was this a test? Or an actual battle he was supposed to take part in? Atreus didn't know the right answer, as his master drew his saber. The Council had told him, that for his trial of courage, he was to fight his own master. Atreus gave into meditation for moments, thinking about what he was taught in the past years, and how everything would continue if he fought his master. It was obvious what he needed to do. He drew his lightsaber with his eyes still closed, and as he opened them, he smiled. He was taught to have a good time, and if this was the trial of courage, why not ace it completely and totally, by fighting the whole damn Jedi High Council, instead of his master. Of course, Drystan stopped him when he ran towards the masters, but no, Atreus wouldn't hurt him, he wouldn't hurt his own master. This was a game, he knew it, some kind of twisted game to see how was he thinking. He got stopped by a lightsaber of one of the masters, who was also smiling, but not like Atreus, the master's smile had proud in it. Drystan looked confused as he stared in the grandmaster, and as the old man nodded his head, both the other master and Drystan sheathed their sabers. Oh, young padawan The master spoke the words Atreus never forgot, and will never forget, this was supposed to be a trial of spirit, seeing will you fight your own master if ordered, but you were so extraordinary to beat the trial of courage in the same time, by not just refusing to fight your master, but engaging on the best of Jedi, even though you knew you would lose. Not long after, Atreus was knighted, and Drystan became a Jedi master, each drifting in their own way, but still seeing each other many times in the years to come.
Jedi Knight - Years 23-36
Before First Padawan - Years 23-25
In the first year, Atreus really had no idea what to do, so he sought guidance from his old master, becoming an archives assistant, alongside with helping in youngling classes, as his master was in charge of both a little bit, on Tython. As this life pretty much bored him completely, Atreus went back into meditation for some time, letting his hair and beard grow, and finally adopting those looks, which are the way he looks in the present. As he needed to do something for the Order while training his battlemind, which he for the first time used in his trial of flesh, and training his lightsaber techniques and just eating, sleeping and meditating. So he decided to go become an investigator, mostly in the mid rim, and even more far out around the Cartel and Exchange territories, dealing with all sorts of criminals and brutes. It really gave him that sarcastic and cynical tone in his voice. He quickly caught up with his work, and became an expert in what he did at that time. A lot of times when he actually returned to the Core and Coruscant, he would quickly take a shuttle to Tython, to see and talk to Drystan at least for an hour. For many criminals he only needed to show his lightsaber, and they would surrender, but there were a lot of them that were stubborn enough to make him knock them out and just carry them onto his ship. He learned sabacc while on Nar Shadda, doing some Hutt business, and got pretty carried away with the game, so much he now always carries a deck of cards with him, if he ever needs them. As he needed to fly around quite a lot, he took some basic classes for flying a transport, so that he wouldn't have to take a shuttle each time he wanted to leave a planet, and as he was a Jedi, he could always borrow a quite nice civilian ship from the Pubs.
Training the First Padawan - Years 25-34
After finishing a mission on Narr Hutta, which was quite dangerous, because of all the bounty hunters and smugglers that knew Atreus's face, the High Council called him in the chambers, which he hadn't been in for 3 years now. Nothing much changed, except for the man sitting in the middle of the room. It wasn't the same grandmaster as 3 years ago, but that didn't really strike Atreus as important enough to call him in for. He was correct for thinking that. The Council wanted him to take a padawan. There was a youngling he had seen here on Coruscant sometimes when he was turning in his missions, a Zabrak boy, who was now actually ready to become someone's padawan. Atreus started arguing with himself about this. It meant the Council wanted the boy and Atreus to progress in the Order, but it also meant that Atreus would have to drop his job and teach someone something. The decision was put on hold, for the time it took Atreus to travel to Tython and ask his old master's opinion. Of course he should accept the boy, according to his master, which he did do.
They got along nicely, as Atreus learned the methods of teaching from, by his opinion, the greatest of teachers. The Zabrak boy, named Joran Terrus, was enjoying his company as much as Atreus could ask for. Even though for the first year, they didn't go on any missions, actually being able to travel from Tython to Coruscant this frequently and just relax and meditate and learn the Force, as well as teach someone, it fit with Atreus really nicely, he liked his pace of life. But he didn't argue with anything, once he started getting diplomatic missions with no possibility of danger. Atreus really hated this sort of stuff, with politics, and nobility, but his padawan seemed to enjoy it. The training went well if you were to ask Atreus. His padawan studied hard, and it was obvious from their first mission that included combat that he was meant to become a consular.
Being a sentinel with a love for the Force abilities himself, Atreus didn't mind teaching Joran to be a consular, not one bit. Years had slowly passed with each random mission and training behind him, his padawan was getting stronger, and Atreus felt something strong, something very strong in the Force, something that gave him the courage to say that it was time Joran made his first saber. But Joran wasn't the only one improving. Atreus studied hard as well, not stopping his own training for the kid's. He even gave himself time when he told his padawan to meditate under the waterfall for preparing his crystal, to prepare the furnace in which Atreus could create a new crystal for his shoto saber. After the padawan had finished his lightsaber, and it turned green as he expected, he gave Joran to his old master to help with the archives for a week or two, so that Atreus could complete his meditation for the crystal in peace.
They were both improving majorly, and as the padawan was getting more and more ready for his trials, the Council had informed Atreus about how he had impressed them. As they said in the message, most of the Jedi stop really focusing on their own training after they take on a padawan, but Atreus wouldn't let teaching someone else stop him from becoming better at what he does. Drystan told him briefly how he would probably become a High Council member after the padawan's trials finished. Atreus wouldn't believe him, he would probably be titled a master, yes, but a High Councilor already, there was no way in the galaxy for something like that to happen. His thoughts on it went on, and they never agreed with Drystan's words. Meanwhile, the missions the Council sent them became more and more difficult, not only for the padawan but the parts of them that only Atreus could do became more difficult as well, like he was preparing for a trial as well.
As Joran grew, he had some things to teach Atreus too, like Zabraki, which Atreus was really interested in. He was never that snobby master that would think he knew everything better than his padawan, of course that was not correct. Every man is unique, and has his own specialties, which another one doesn't. Atreus learned quickly, as he did everything else, and became good at his second language besides Galactic Basic. Atreus knew how their bond has strengthened, and he was afraid of what kind of a trial might the Council give to the boy. Even though he trusted them, he still remembered what kind of a trial they gave him, and he wasn't sure would the boy understand it, Atreus was doubting himself, and his teaching to the boy, he wasn't sure if he taught him good enough, or should the boy be a good jedi after all. But he soon was to find out anyway, so it wasn't really important.
Padawan's Trials, Jedi Master - Years 35, 36
It was time, and Atreus knew it. Joran was about to take his trials when the jedi Council invited him in their chambers, probably trial of skill first, then flesh, then spirit and courage last. But he couldn't find out, as one of the Council members Atreus met in the years came to him and took him to Tython, for some secretive reasons he couldn't discuss on Coruscant. The reasons weren't secretive, the master just doubted he was going to leave his padawan for them if he was to tell it to Atreus on Coruscant. He was, if the padawan was to in any case fail any of his trials, tested by the Jedi Master Trials, which were about the same as the Knight ones. Atreus firstly looked at the master with confusion, and then angrily, as he refused to take those trials before his padawan actually fails his trial. Atreus's confidence in his padawan had returned, and he didn't disappoint his master. Joran passed his trials, and had been knighted, while Atreus was given the title of a Jedi Master, with which he was proud of even more than at his knighting.
Jedi Master - Years 37-Present
Isolation - Years 37-39
After he became master, he went on Tython quickly, just to find his old master, Drystan dead. He was a nice person, and the jedi on Tython had buried him there, mostly because there was no record of where he lived before the Order. A rough start, Atreus thought. He took his place in training younglings and in organizing the archives until the Order can send a new master specialized in that sort of stuff. Drystan died a peaceful death, falling into eternal sleep in his late 60's. Some people just aren't meant to live long, maybe, or maybe there was something else. Atreus always wondered if it wasn't a natural death, even though he, and the rest of the Order knew it was. It kind of crushed Atreus. He went completely silent in meditation and training for two years, not responding to any message from the Council or Joran. He thought of Drystan as a father, and now he began to understand the rule of 'no attachments'. By the time he showed up on the surface of the Order again, the war with Sith Aristocracy was raging on. Not that there was peace before he went into isolation, but now it was even worse. He had perfected most of his saber combat and a lot of his Force skills. A lot more can be done if you are not disturbed by anything while you're training, Atreus learned. In those two years, he did more than in the last 5 considering his own training, yet he wasn't even close to completing himself. He looked like hell when he reemerged on Coruscant. His hair down to his hips, his beard down to his stomach, completely barbarian-like. Not long after that, he cut his beard and hair almost completely once again. As the Council saw his newly perfected skills on the first mission he was given, a proposal came to him, a proposal many would answer with a 'yes'. He was requested to become a High Council member. As his old master had predicted many years ago. His answer though, was negative. As he had just returned to being an actual jedi, he told them to wait until he reaches the maximum this title could give him, before he would move on to the next one.
The Sith Emerge - Years 40-46
He kept on leaving a normal life of a master, perfecting himself even more, while training younglings on both Coruscant and Tython, and occasionally leaving the Core for some more action if help was needed on any front. His positive way of living had returned around the age of 41, when he began to cheer up a bit more, and again started having fun with his life and the things he did with it. That changed once again, when the High Council, along with Atreus felt the incoming wave of the Dark side. The Sith had returned. It was a difficult time for the Republic, and for the Jedi who now accepted the fight full-on. Atreus tried to keep the Temples on Tython and Coruscant calm and happy, not letting the training of younglings go any differently than before, just because of another threat to the Jedi. Slowly, he knew that the offer from the Council was going to come, soon, probably as soon as the Sith are fought off. He still wasn't ready, it was only 4 years since the last time they had asked him, but his own training had not been completed, and as the Council could probably feel that, the offer never came. Atreus still likes the solitude on Tython, as well as the company of other fellow-Jedi. He still lives positively, not giving in to the thoughts about the Dark side, about the bad things that could happen. Maybe, but only if the opportunity is right, and the Force inside him gives him some kind of a sign it is good, he could take a new padawan, but it is not a must or a priority, since the war is now raging on more than ever, and his training is so close to ending. He still doesn't avoid combat in war, he just doesn't prefer it, in case he was asked as well, he would go in there and kick some sith-buts with no questions asked.
Roleplay Sample: Atreus walked slowly on the dirt of the planet, looking left and right, absorbing the energy of the Force as he was about to enter a big shuttle. He enjoyed Tython, but it was time to go back to the capital, with the war so big and the younglings so curious. His blue eyes went over the landscape full of trees and wildlife once more, before his dark boots stepped on the ramp of the shuttle. His robes dragged across the dirt on the ground as he walked on the ramp, making the light-brown robe into a more darker brown color at the ends. He didn't seem raddled by that when he walked in through the big gray shuttle door and saw the dirt on his robes. The door closed behind him, as a few other Jedi in robes, and some other formally dressed man and women greeted him.
Atreus sat down slowly, adjusting his seat so he can lay down and have a nap. He couldn't. He just couldn't fall asleep, not even for a minute. He thought about the men on the shuttle. They were mostly all injured in the war, and sent to Tython for recovery, and most of them will never fight again. Then he looked at the women. They were mostly on Tython because their children were ill and needed help, most of the women on this shuttle, besides a few who had their babies with them, lost their children, because their deceases were not treatable, or they just came to the Jedi too late.
Then he looked at the Jedi. Most of their comrades never made it through battle, or not even comrades, padawans and masters. The state of the Republic was getting worse by day, and there was nothing that an individual could do. Atreus closed his eyes once more, remembering the days of battle, of fierce blaster-fire coming towards him, and the sounds of the dead. He remembered the things that he had seen and done. He couldn't take this fighting anymore, he tried to look at everything positively, and he would for the most part succeed, except for when it's about death, there was nothing positive about death. Yes, someone would become one with the Force, but since when was that a good thing?
We are reaching Coruscant, ladies and gentlemen, please straighten your seats and ready for landing. The loud noise from the speakers was now echoing around the shuttle, while Atreus straightened his seat, and looked in the faces of the poor people in the shuttle once more. They were all filled with sadness, and misery, and the Jedi were fully compassionate towards them, looking the same way as Atreus. The shuttle landed, as they all started walking out of it, while Atreus stayed in last.
"You coming, Master Jedi?" A man in military uniform, who was barely dragging his left leg behind him and limping spoke to Atreus and offered him a hand to get out on the ramp to Coruscant. Atreus looked with a smile towards the man, and briefly opened his mouth, but words didn't come out. Then, a few second later, he spoke.
"Yes, thank you good man. I do not have a need for help, don't you worry, just help yourself." Atreus spoke, not taking the man's hand, but his bag with stuff and helping him get down the ramp. "May the Force be with you." He said to the man, as well as to the people behind him, as he gave his bags to a carries who was hired to help the man. Atreus put his hands up his sleeves, and kept walking on the metal platform of the capital of the Republic. Coruscant was nothing like Tython, no green anywhere, filled with tall buildings, and he could see the greatest of Temples in the galaxy, just rising from a fair distance.
