Teras Kasi Archive

*Greegan opens his eyes only to be blinded by a searing light. How long has he been trapped in this place? Trapped within his own mind? Placed there by meditation as he sought the truth he so longed for? 200 years have gone since his ascent into Teras Kasi mastery. The force which powers his inner harmonies, hardens the flesh and heart is still with him. Perhaps a year? Maybe more.. It was impossible to tell. The lean zabrak wearing nothing but loin coverings emerged from his cave on shakey legs. The rations he ate while trancing were gone and he felt a deep hunger.

His eyes tried to focus the purple hue of his orbs adjusting to the light and he remembered. The one student.. His greatest achievement.. His greatest loss. To no avail, she would not come back to him and he had washed his hands of this pointless war. Turned in his commission to the Lady herself, the dissappointment on the face of Antilles and the shrew shrill of a blue and silver R2 unit. He boarded his personal yacht and set a course for tatooine. It was her that he had met her... It was here he would purge himself of his desires.

Against the far wall back inside of the cave his silhoutte stood tall and forbidding in contrast to the searing heat and light.. the coarse sand blew in as the south winds picked up howling in anger. Cautiously he meanders to his clothing, Always in black he mused numbly. Gingerly he slides himself into his clothing.. on the ground he sees what had made his choice, the force crystal given him by the old man on Corellia and his terrible fight with the sith defending a lone villiage on Dantooine.

Perhaps he would take up that mantle.. Perhaps he should champion the light and draw upon the force to guide him. But so many before him have fallen to the darkside. Time would tell, he mused as he slipped on his once glossy boots, now covered with a years worth of dust.

What did his visions tell him in meditation? Nothing that he had not known before the trance, yet even the things he had known before had more clarity. Perhaps a trip to Rori would help smooth it all out for him. He had always admired the swamps and the natural ecology. But first he would recondition his body for the fight coming. A showdown between good and evil ensues and the good will need all the help he can offer...*

Greegan K'thulu is back!