"I don't know," He replied quickly, with his look still fierce. "I saw three Sith at the head of what seemed to be an Armada. The Dark Lords, I suppose. They approached a... place, a place that seems strangely familiar to me. When they reached that place, the three head Sith ignited their red sabers, and launched. That's when my vision ended. When I woke up."
Da-Zel watched the master quietly. She said nothing, only watched him and thought about what his vision could possibly mean... Right now nothing came to mind, there was too little for her to go off of. Maybe if he knew the place she would be able to figure something out... But he only saw the dark lords and the armada.. That was all.
Draegen was intrigued by Mastern Cassam's sudden and abrupt end to the convocation. He traced the outer skirt of the jedi crowd passing by the female master he had saw at the fountain again. Again she shot him a mysterious look, it was not of disgust but he was haunted by it. He slipped past a jedi guardian at the passage the master's exited by. Pressing his back against the wall he peeked around the corner. "Master-" he threw his hand over his mouth to quiet the shock that his eyes were seeing. There not forty feet down the hall at the double doors of the Masters' Chamber stood the tall physically intimidating figure of Urun Sai Shun speaking to Master Arn then all the masters hurried inside and the two elite guardians shut the doors.
Draegen turned back sliding down to sit his hands on his hand in confusion and frustration. So many answers he seeked why he left him, where he has been for the last six months? Most of all he wanted to know why he didn't contact him first upon arrival was he a ghost. Draegen felt the anger swell in him gripping his fists his knuckles turned white. Then the force spoke to him with the words of Master Urun's mantra that he drilled into the padawan, "The force is alive it moves within is us, guides us, never question another's path but your own or you will stray." The anger subsided he steadied his breath and pulled himself up. Needing fresh air he stepped into one of the many side gardens across the Praxeum's grounds. He stopped seeing three figures at the small fountain who turned at his arrival.
a small squad of dark troopers, headed by fas' hokh approached the edge of the forest near the old main gate of the base, which was no longer used. behind them, 3 ig-200's and a refurbished tx-130 tank came. they went into the open hanger, watching for any traps that were left behind. rubble sat crumbled into piles on the empty floor, and a broken and rusted xwing sat in the corner. the squad came to a small blast door and pointed at it. they backed away as the tank's cannon aimed and fired. 2 armored repulsor carts were pushed in quickly from the jungle, carrying nutrient frames. "remember people, in and out, before they even know we're here." the group ran down the corridor, coming into the active portion of the temple. the tank, being too large, was left behind with a trooper to defend it. the group passed the colliseeum unnoticed, a moving blip of force nothigness. as they approached the library, they began pulling up their verpine assault rifle's. they planted a charge on the blast door, just a small one to bust the lock. the backed up and let it detonate, resounding a soft 'whump' throughout the temple. they barged in and began searching for 'it'.
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Zel's eyes widened. "What? What do you mean young one? Draegen... How?... How can the council give him a Padawan?" Her hands went to her temples and she quietly sat down. "This is too much to think about.. First Draegen's arrival, the strange actions of the council during the meeting, your visions... And now he's to be your Master... This doesnt feel right..." She groaned and tried to rub the headache away.