It's difficult to see a smiling Kel Dor behind his breathing apparatus. "Give yourself more credit. You're certainly better suited for this than any of us. You'll be a great Jedi in time, I have no doubt of that. Far better than a business partner" He let a small chuckle as he patted your shoulder.

Looking through the window, you can spot AG-0525, who has fully embraced the native spirit. Having taken an attempt at a primitive drum and not done especially great, he had done far better in some form of group tribal dance, where the specific motions were less important. His shirt was missing, and muddy dark brown hand-prints were on each of his chest muscles.

There was still a crowd outside the door, a group far more interested in the alien visitors than in the festivities. A familiar sound in any language on any world came through, as a group of three youngsters had pushed their way into Musa Khund's room and immediately started playing with Wix. The Jawa was all too happy to have somebody his own size for once, even if words were impossible here.

Embarrassed, their parents filed in to grab them, but not before Musa directed them for other tasking, having pointed at Oro, Mel, and Torin. The three of them are slowly led out of the leader's room, and the rest of the onlookers escorted away, leaving you to finally have some peace and quiet, as well as some rest.

OOC: Take that 20, either through meditation or a restful night's sleep.

"It's true -- I've no head for business." Koi blushed a little at the accuracy of Captain Ploon's words. Growing up so far from civilization made her used to a relatively simple life. Most of the luxuries everyone enjoyed in ports didn't really appeal to her. She didn't care for drinking -- most strong drink gave her a headache. Dancing was fun, but handsome....company..just made her blush and stutter. If they got paid, she usually did some exploring, tried some local food, or listened to some music. Most people would tell her a good story for free.

In truth, she had enough practical skills to barter for a lot of the little things she wanted. A few hours of work in a repair shop or a promise to take a delivery to the next town over, and someone would let her borrow a speeder.  Foraging for some herbs or mushrooms during her hike might earn her a home-cooked meal (and a pinch on the cheek).  I think I still have a pack of Mama Luca's hangover cure..  She reminiscences, as she watches AG dance.

She sneaks a glance at Oro to see if she's watching.  "Maybe you should join him Oro...I think you could teach them some moves.." She says innocently.

Even as she admires the fun everyone has outside, she is glad for a little time alone in the quiet heart of the tree. There is so much to think about, so much has happened. Grief for the poor Jedi children, the reflected hope from Oro, AG's anger and curiosity, the solid sunshine of Wix's friendship and dizzying wind of his impatience. She sits with her back against the warm wood and lets other people's feelings seep away from her.  It takes a little longer to let her own worries go for the night, but the tree at her back seems to absorb them like it would absorb water from the ground.

If the worries were..mean..I don't know if it would be good for you. She thinks to the tree, but my worries are part of my caring about your people, my friends, and even you beautiful tree. I think its good to care." After that thought, she lets herself just listen to the symphony of life around her from the slow heartbeat of sap within the tree to the small flickering creatures in the highest branches.  There is something reassuring about the fact that her own life is small -- just one more bird singing in the forest.

OOC: cool. :) tried to make it sound naturalistic and pretty.
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Well count this and everything up to this point as your 4th notch towards being fully Force Sensitive.

Stretching out with your mind and your feelings, you can sense so much more than you could before. You could see the birds higher up in the trees. You could differentiate individual members of this new species by how their unique presence in the force, rather than the vague blur you would have seen even a few weeks prior on Tatooine. The life you feel stretches out even further, to the primitive animals and beasts that roam this vast moon. The relative calm and peace of it all does help you move deeper into a trance-like state, and it is here that you delve deeper in the Force than you knew possible, pulling you away from your body, and the moon.

You see a vision, of a harsh, scarred world that is known nothing but chaos, war, and death. You descend, slowly, down a dark, vorboding chasm. Despite not being physically present, you hear, feel, cries of agony, torture, mixed with the laughter and vengeful, vindictive glee of those inflicting it.

Beneath all the surface, you sense something buried beneath the suffering. Hope, love, caring for someone special; the desire to make right so many wrongs of the past.

The harsh torture seemed to try to bury and extinguish these feelings, and it felt as though it were working. In a last final moment, you see the individual on whom the torture is inflicted, and you immediately bolt awake.

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Koi gasps, leaping to her feet before she is entirely conscious. The scent of blood and fear seems to linger -- even if she saw them as a..ghost?..spirit? Did they see me? She sighs and moves to a window, letting the night air soothe her. After the distant screams faded from her mind, "you idiot," she said quietly looking up at the night sky, "how am I going to get you out of there?" It might not be possible.  But at least at the moment, it doesn' occur to Koi not to try.

She ran a hand through her hair, trying to remember details -- anything about where her spirit went -- and writing down what she could on a data pad or even a scrap of bark.  How many moons did she see? Any landmarks that might identify the planet? Any sense of distance? How many prisoners? How many voices?  Did she recognize any languages being spoken? Uniforms or livery? A spaceport?  It takes a couple of deep breaths and determination -- but Koi tries to be as methodical as possible. Captain Ploon, Mel, and Oro would have questions. And I should tell them about this in case..something happens to me. I'm pretty sure no one else knows about this evil..Sith? prison. And it's probably something that the New Republic needs to know about.

Koi sensed that it was important whether person sensed her or not. Whether he knew that he wasn't completely lost..but Koi wasn't sure if he could hide her from his captors. That was a frightening idea, so Koi set it aside -- she would have to ask the Spirit about that latter.

OOC: Well...that quest has a high CR.. :D  Super cool!!!
OOC2: Could Koi take 10 or 20 to remember details about the prison planet?
OOC3: I am vibrating slightly with excitement :D
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Ya, it'll be a long time before we get to that point, assuming the game even lasts that long, but hopefully this will be motivation for us both, and a way to help develop a longer, slower plotline.

You don't need to take a 10 or a 20 to remember. If you care to elaborate from what I provided later, you are free to do so, but broadly speaking, there was little to remember. At the very least, even someone with a secluded history as yourself would recognize that the individual was wearing the mask of Kylo Ren. As the previous military leader of the First Order, he would have been prominent in any newscast anywhere, though this would also certainly be the first time you've seen him without a helmet.

As the immediate shock of the vision wore off and you started to pull yourself more into the here and now, the comparitive quiet of the tree village was almost haunting. Nocturnal birds and beasts could be heard in the distance, but all else was still.

A much smaller surprise than what you had just experienced was seeing Tsareevah awake, watching over the elder Musa Khund.

In the silence, and with everyone else being asleep, you begin to have a passive sense of her thoughts, and from it, a small gleam into their language, a few words at a time.
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Koi let the uncomfortable insights of the force fall away like a bad dream for now.  These people need help..and I need to listen.  If she could make sense of the language, she could explain things honestly and help Tsareevah and Masa Sund make a fair decision for their people.  She closes her eyes for a moment to help keep ripple her own thoughts quiet, and let Tsarevah's thoughts drip into her mind like dew from a branch.

Each word precious and Koi concentrates so thoroughly on collecting each hint, that she is oblivious to the silent approach of dawn or her stiff limbs.

[Language unknown: "P ho was etme thu" ]She said, and for the first time, you comprehend. [Language unknown: "Astearpre n wil ersromkor."] Musa Khund was starting to experience a coughing fit, and Tsareevah was providing some kind of drink to help ease it.

OOC: How much of the language does Koi understand now?


Koi sits next to the elder, "I'm sorry it took so long. We had -- and have--so many enemies." She hesitates trying to choose the right words, "Master Apoca hid you from them, with great love and magic. But now things have changed, I will help as much as I can."

[Language unknown: "Omtiar?"] She asks worriedly, but quietly. She slowly moves to sit next to you, trying to keep quiet [Language unknown: "Weut ushawh witintugh eian aiat?"]

[Language unknown: "Ant anho." ] Koi says carefully, [Language unknown: "m ai sta, K bend ol ek oreessoveder n di lar fo. Adis mausni Onno ul. Ome out hotr ne arterethoted neta."] She pauses and makes a gesture of frustration, explaining galactic politics is beyond her rudimentary language. [Language unknown: "ernoio utna lathouive."] She pauses to try again.[Language unknown:  "M a esen m atwil. Hiss ngre t artal leei?]

She looks down at the floor for a moment, unsure of how to answer.

"I have all that I need. Grandfather" pointing to Musa Kund "is old, and becoming ill. I do not know how to lead like he does when he goes. But, he reminds me always that because we can never know the future, we can never really be ready for it. We try our best to prepare, and figure it out as we go."

Koi considers for a moment, and holds up a leaf. Her words are halting as she tries to pick the right words to explain what is going on. At least explain enough to infer why Jedi Master Apoca was hiding their planet. [Language unknown: "El ac ni teivur, omeourentant, itndne. Not n pro but. Undtintha but mi ofie allsanvir t pa te fo. Som prthre, leen man, kor hasle..Resen leeece ll n us enst roactr. Ie iciool. Prerei eenol. Ienc ati."]

[Language unknown:  "Tothin, is ee menyinvir." ]She points to the mountain, [Language unknown: "Si hore po atiandtic ncress? Eksinc oerhasver u selose estivepro."]

After a moment, Koi adds, [Language unknown: "Mi staanyenc tra e Loioietoat?"] If Tsareevah will permit it, she will gently touch his hand and try to feel a way to strengthen his life force through the force. Or are at least see if there is anything more than old age wrong with the kind elder.

OOC: Koi Sundar rolled 25 using 1d20+6 ((19)). Not sure if Force healing or Share life force is a thing, but Koi's willing to take some hits. The Elder is nice and likes Wix.
OOC2: It's kind of interesting to have Koi's path shaped so much by which die rolls she is manages to make :)

So, there is a Force Power Vital Transfer, which with your success normally would allow the target to heal 4x its character level, and you would take half as much damage (rounded down), though this could be prevented by the use of a Force Point.
This is also a Light Side power, meaning that it cannot be used if you have any Dark Side points to your character, which you do not.


[Language unknown: "Wasri Ntedayons Rithck esunun adon what ss u ithsoning. Tednotthu Werivendeeveund traughect. Llssmiielo la hiwa toha tr itilat me Yinil Evulla Rutcontho der. Atosanwi cholfo ivehissti pl enttr wit ckive. Ateencbuttio whte esday tima ersameder ndsspa. Me Sethiswil Ngmaes undastshe u nce virenttha allessred, ca ti main ainromund ek undoveyin thuei loess. Not mo p arres beer thess ushaicmo ceev mo rincen. Vorastwheureand alpl'loas ie pa t ionec. Reers Acwili Nianin ckeingli a evbe iseau ousprowas, somantwer a erter ncerti ne na pa rutameson. He ni ndmewa an. Fo elto tra hat ngera omal stek lola, som Ro nte ililas. T il ic elas, ekofce ch p n rutthires..."]

As you place your hand on his chest, Musa Kund begins another small coughing fit, which seams to ease much more quickly and peacefully this time, without any of the liquid medication from his granddaughter.

"I agree." Koi says carefully, "But I do not know what that reason is. I hope that if I visit the plateau, Master Apoca will have left understanding for me." She pauses, "Tsareevah come, or stay with Grandfather?"

OOC: Sounds good :)
OOC2: I'm good for Koi to start heading to the plateau whenever. Just let me know who is coming along, and who is sleeping off a hangover. :D

[Language unknown: "Ma si ast voryindinnte dinas Stantevorsherea k i allmenlat. Haiech he miosur ol ta thaardday lame hetais, iv mi as has rat atinteeen ur inton ll, inthi Te leich il ouecwe po m stusom ughnte'wheour."]

She had a small, awkward smile [Language unknown: "Ectwitich. Shelateen arlipe nd temoil ekck ionhounti k ecreie En. Thitth, ro ch nt ntmo liin..."]
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The morning wasn't a slow and easy creep like it is in space, or back home. These massive trees were home to a number of species of exotic birds, primates, and other creatures using height for safety from the predators below.
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 Most of them awoke before the dawn, and while none of them were particularly loud as an individual, the community awakening together disrupted sleep for the sentients below. The locals, for what it's worth, were seemingly used to it, and awoke with their neighbors without protest or complaint.

The same could not be said for the crew of the Gamorrean Rose. Wix, who had slept in the same room as you, seemed as chipper as ever, though it was difficult to read emotions underneath that dark hood. The Captain, Torin Ploon, looked to be shaking off the slumber, but was at least in decent shape. Melveleh was grasping at his shoulders and his back; these spaces clearly weren't built for Herglics in mind, so he likely had to work out a kink that he developed while sleeping in a bunched up state.

And than there was AG and Oro, who both looked thoroughly disheveled. AG more so.
"Man, I feel like I just went through Hell Week again. I don't know how they do it, but these guys endurance is on another level."

OOC: Hell Week is a slang term among military personnel, usually for the hardest period during either boot camp or an extensive qualification period, like Rangers.

[Language unknown: "Iselnc i tinomeati essonefor.."] Koi insists, a yawn erasing any sense of jedi grandeur. [Language unknown: "Th Ompaun Olncsero wi ester ca i cknean noten os nd tiadwe wiinin.."] A mischievous crinkle of her eyes confirmed that it was a joke, perhaps convey the sense that both she and Tsareevah were young women trying to live up to the wisdom of their elders.

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The morning chorus comes very early -- it takes Koi a moment to realize that the songs aren't quite right for home.  She looks rumpled in yesterday's clothes, but quietly pleased with her progress. "Well, I am hoping to hike up to the plateau, but if you and Oro are too tired, maybe you can stay with the ship. I suppose someone should?"

She glances at Captain Ploon, "I'm not sure what I'll find up there."

"Never said anything about being too tired." Oro piped in "We don't split up the team, no matter what. Besides, we've already spent too long in ships just getting here, and it's going to be another long trip getting back to the capital when we're done. Enjoy this while we can."

AG's face distorted suddenly on hearing those words. Actually stepping foot in the home of the New Republic wasn't something he ever expected to do, espcially not in a friendly capacity; if it ever would have happened, it would have been as an invader. The look disappeared quickly, as he contributed as well.

"She's got a point there. There's too much interesting stuff around here to spend all day cooped up in the ship while you and the Jawa have your fun. I can sleep when I'm dead."

She glances at Captain Ploon and AG.  This would an easier conversation without AG freaking out. And he was already a little freaked out.

"So.." Koi starts nonchalantly, hoping to gloss over awkward details about her revelations in the Force. Like learning a language overnight. "I talked to Elder Musa and Tsaarevah, and from what I've understood, Jedi Master Akoda was very much worthy of any story Mel has told me. I would not be surprised if he..did jedi magic..to protect this planet." Koi decides that specifics about yanking enemy fighters out of the sky with the force is..unnecessary and would cause alarm. "I'm concerned that if we found it, those protections have been disturbed. I think it would be prudent to have someone scanning for any signals from our ship.  And maybe someone here to coordinate..things.  More practically, I think Elder Musa wants to come up the plateau, and he might need a ride down. He's really old, and he was coughing a lot last night."

"Jedi can use The Force to do a lot of things there sprout." Mel, previously quiet, chimed in "I don't think they can use it to cast spells. At least, not that I'd ever seen" He added with a shrug. "Still, the Jedi Master must have done something important for these people to be remembered so well for so long."

"If he needs help getting up or down, I'd be more than happy to help him. What kind of signals do you think we should be searching for? Far as we know, the Rose is the only piece of technology in the system."

She looks at Mel askance for a moment, she was surprised that he made an assumption that they already knew wasn't accurate. "We already know there are at least two other ships here -- Master Akado's and the once that brought the soldiers he fought.  And the ones that brought the little Jedi on the last planet."

Koi sighed, "I don't know if a 'spell' is the right word. But aye, Master Akoda did something important. I don't know what he did though. At least not all of it. I can perceive a hint of things in the Force, and make a guess.  But it's like seeing a shadow in the water. *Something* might be happening, or has happened.  But I don't have a name for it."   She considers, "Right now that shadow is..murky but big. The Force is strong here..and yet, this place has gone unnoticed. Despite powerful, evil beings being skilled in the Force being around for decades...and yet..we are here. Not only are we here, but Master Akoda *promised* these people that the Jedi would come back."

She looks over the land, beautiful and strong, fierce and loud, and gentle as the love between a grandfather and his grown child. All the things life should be. And the First Order would kill them -- she knows in her heart that these warrior would fight to the last person. "Sometimes a shadow in the water might be the only warning we have. I would be glad to be suspicious and wrong. If I'm being a worry-bird for nothing, I will buy everyone a drink and you can tease me as much as you like.

I just don't want anything bad to happen to these good people.  They remind me so much of home. If someone could keep a look out for anything dropping out of hyperspace on long range sensors..or any thing that disturbs your water, or looks odd. I'd feel better about this plan."

"You heard it" Torin added "First round's coming out of Koi's cut. Don't worry, we'll have The Rose on standby, sensor pointed outwards for anything weird." He looks out the window to his ship.

"If we're the first people to land on this moon  in over 50 Galactic Standard Years, than I don't think another will come right behind us. I'll be the lookout for you though, let you focus on the work in front of  you. Give me time I need to  figure out how I want to write this report."

"Thank you." Koi sighs, a crease of worry on her brow smooths itself out. "I'll keep my com on.  But I'll be glad to be bored.  I could use a nice walk."  She puts her lightsaber in her pocket, and her hat on her head.

Getting moving was a challenge. Not because Musa Kund or Tsareevah, but everyone else. Seems like the entire clan...tribe...family, everyone living in this massive tree were still fascinated by the alien guests and the spiritual importance they meant. While the festivities of yesterday have died down, there was still plenty of people who just wanted to get a good look at their new guests. Even listening to the requests from the Chief or his granddaughter proved insufficient, so Melveleh had to resort to impolite pushing people of the way in order to get back down on the ground, grimacing the entire way.

Getting back on land, Torin returned to his ship with a short farewell, and the group followed the elder's guidance towards the ridge. With his age and slow gait, the rest of the group's pace was halted as well, but Musa was none the wiser; a beacon of positivity...mostly

[Language unknown: "Miaril, to at olsti romst wipo icaanylar La one verch hoheol sonhisure ut bero. And ilst anyherwil. I witven-atitinthiver redereund ho t as ivlin whion iveainwerate, stcend n ai o lo."

"Tin lend o earoreillhisted initlo manressom p ersiveble, et ng eststareaill omndilna fo inev."]

[Language unknown: "Etse caast She anwa ndeartint" I  llilpete "se, estiprsi ate n k stmier k stahasshe ic fiis e red tioateant altois om k."]