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Thread: Dojo of the Dantooine Sun, Origins and History
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Vegitaa
Thu Sep 09, 2004 7:59 am
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(I am reposting this here because I have seen some discussion about Dojo's. Figured I'd add my contribution.)
I am Vegitaa. I have wandered this galaxy for what feels like a milennia. I have seen great cities rise and fall. I have watched as the masses rose up and stood defiantely against my beloved Empire. Countless beasts and men have fallen beneath me in the service of my master. The more I destroyed the more I became disillusioned with it all.
This disillusionment has led me into the far reaches of the galaxy away from the larger population. That is when I decided to found the Dojo of the Dantooine Sun. It was a place of learning, a place for enlightenment. I choose my pupils carefully. Only taking on those who were seeking knowledge. I welcomed all into these great halls but only a few were choosen to enter the inner circle. But, I made a mistake. I welcomed a wolf into my flock and watched it slaughter my lambs.
The Dojo of the Dantooine Sun was nestled into a warm spot on Dantooine for what seemed like years. Then they came. "The Practicioners of Peace", is what they claimed to be. They entered my fold and I taught them the ways of the Teras Kasi order. They learned quickly and became my top students. Little did I know their goal was to destroy all that I had created.
In a moment of weakness they struct at me. I found myself surrounded by those whom I called friend and brother. Amidst the low hum of their glowing sabers I found myself unable to stop them. I watched, nearly dead, as they slaughtered my pupils. One after another they fell. Their bodies littering the floors of this sacred place. I cursed these invaders with every ounce of my being. I swore that someday I would repay their treachary a thousand fold. That day should have been my last.
They went as mysteriously as they came. Who were my attackers? I knew the answer so well. As a Teras Kasi Master we are supposed to be vigilant. We were supposed to be watching. I let my vision blurr as I trained my students thinking that the Jedi were all but a memory. I saw them destroy our home planet of Palawa eons ago, now they have followed me here. A Zabrak lives a long life, but I never believed I would live long enough to see their return.
As I recovered I began to plan the return of my beloved Dojo. Relocating to a save location on Talus would be a good beginning. Again I have begun my teachings. Slowly I will gather my pupils. I can feel the searing heat of vengance in my heart but I will not let it control my thoughts and plans. I know my enemy. It is not as easy as killing all the Jedi and their ilk. I know their faces, I know their form, and I will have my vengance someday.
The pillar of fire standing tall in front of the Dojo reminds me daily of the massacre that took place on Dantooine. I keep it as a reminder and an example to my students. They must learn, they must know that our enemy is not one of Light or Dark. Our enemy is abuse, abuse of powers that should have never been bestowed upon such fiends.They will pay, of this I have no doubt. I will bide my time. I will train. I will avenge my fallen brothers. This is my calling.
As I roam the galaxy I continue to plan my final vengance. Begrudgingly I accept new pupils. One at a time, only those with a serious mind and the drive to train are accepted. I don't have the luxury of wasting time anymore, only those who are truly searching can become one of us. The students of pain, knowledge, and vengance. We will rise again, and those who played folly upon us will suffer the ultimate fate. We are the Dojo of the Dantooine Sun.
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