The Ghosts of Writing Past Part 9. Tales From The Jedi Temple, The Darkening Force

The third of the Earth Jedi Order RP sessions I took part in is the one I remember the least about. I actually had to read through the entire thread again to know what events took place beyond the very beginning! And this very beginning I remembered mostly because it was an alternate version of the the continuation of a story that started with the events of the last session, The Fall of Dantooine. More on that later on, though. Let’s get to the story at hand. Buckle up! It’s gonna be another big one! … Please don’t turn away because of that!

The Darkening Force was the sequel to The Fall of Dantooine and also started by Davion. Pretty much everyone who participated last time joined in here. So aside from Davion and myself, that meant Nillanthir, Nor-Ca and Churro. At some point in the story Nienna Inglorion – a Padawan at that time – also jumped in.

At the start of the session, the characters of last time were scattered, so, like in Ambush on Aargau, the focus of the story switched from character to character and various storylines took place simultaneously. Davion is on Coruscant to report the events and aftermath of the last story to the Jedi Council and receives an important mission.

Vhiran remained on Muunilinst. Having had a vision of something big about to take place there in the near future he wanted to be there when it happened.

Nor-Ca went out looking for his Master, Nillanthir, who disappeared on Dantooine. He soon receives a message from Nillanthir through the Force and follows his instructions to go to the planet Zaloriis, where Nillanthir is being held captive by the Sith. Meanwhile, Nillanthir manages to break free, escape Malak’s clutches. Hiding in the wilds of Zaloriis he senses another presence and encounters a woman dressed in black and armed with a lightsaber. It turns out however, that the woman is Nienna, a Jedi who is eager to fight back against the Sith. After a short while she manages to win Nillanthir’s trust and they return to hiding for now. Nor-Ca, having arrived on Zaloriis, finds Nienna and Nillanthir soon after and the three go out into the Zalorian night to discuss their next step.

Back on Muunilinst, Vhiran receives another vision, of fire and destruction raining down on Muunilinst. Quickly thereafter it comes true as the Sith decide to choose the planet as their next target and stage an all-out attack. Vhiran rushes to take charge of the planet’s defences, but before he flies off in his starfighter, he is shocked to encounter an unexpected guest: the spirit of the Sith he encountered on Dantooine, his mother Tyria!

And now we need to get a little bit further back in time. You see, last time I purposefully left out a little part of the story, to save it for here. It turns out Tyria did not die after her battle with Vandar. No, she was badly wounded but still somewhat alive. However, in shock that she almost killed her son she curses Malak in her last moments, just before she dies in the subsequent final bombardment. Now having turned away from the Sith, Tyria, now a Force ghost, has returned  to her son to aid and protect him. She attempts to convince him to leave, but Vhiran is adamant to protect Muunilinst. Tyria accepts this but remains to guide him. Unfortunately, Vhiran and the defenders of Muunilinst fight an uphill battle and with no chance of Republic reinforcements coming to their aid, it won’t be long before Sith forces will overwhelm them. Tyria urges her son to go underground and wait for a better moment to strike back and Vhiran finally agrees, taking the surviving people and defenders into hiding.

And that’s where things end. There were hardly any story posts by Davion after his story opening post. Meanwhile the parts by Churro, whose character had gone into exile and whose location was unknown, were so much all over the place that I couldn’t really find out what actually happened in them, or if they actually affected the story at large. Following the events described, the posting suddenly stopped and the session was unfortunately never continued.

The story itself saw some slight continuation by myself, though, but it took a vastly different turn. In the story I wrote everything happened what happened in the RP’s, until the moment Tyria appeared. Not having turned back to the light like in the story above, Tyria now despises the Sith, for killing her and almost killing Vhiran, as well as the Jedi, for reasons that are revealed as the story progresses. She still loves Vhiran, though, and wants to guide and protect him. Tyria manages to convince Vhiran, who is still in shock from the attack on Dantooine, to also turn against the Jedi and so he secretly leaves Muunilinst on a quest for vengeance, down a dark path. This story too was never finished (big shock…), but there was one scene I’d written (which was actually several chapters ahead of the events that set the story in motion) where Vhiran seeks out an anti-Republic organization led by the charismatic Chiss Rhyxx, an old friend of Tyria’s. Together they make plans to attack the Jedi Temple. Tyria meanwhile shows Vhiran more visions his and her past with the Jedi to further poison him against the Order.

And that, as they say, is that… Yet another story I really want to finish at some point… *sigh* Well, that’s it for today. Join me next time when we close off the Tales From The Jedi Temple with the roleplay story that would completely throw open the gates of Star Wars writing for me.  Nillanthir, you know which one I’m talking about! ^_~ See you then!


Ever since a group of shoes held a birthday party a long, long time ago (though in a galaxy not that far away) a little boy’s appreciation for creation was born. And so, throughout the following years shoes partied, a dinosaur travelled through time, oddly shaped football players went on adventures, a young wanderer became a knight, a comedian rose to godhood, Jedi fought an evil empire, a war between cyborg warlords and human-insect hybrids engulfed the world… The boy had learned how with only words on paper (and from times to time a few pictures) he was able to bring people, places, even entire worlds to life. By now that little boy has reached almost the third decade of his life and his love for telling stories has not ceased. And finally, long after he had planned to, he has decided to share these stories with the world. Whether you are a new or already familiar face: welcome to this little archive of mine! This is a place where I will, finally, actually be sharing my writing with others. It will feature pretty much anything I feel like sharing, both old and new stories, fan-fiction and original content, and probably some non-fiction added in at times. So, if you like reading, writing, stories (or me ^_~), drop by, drop a comment (I can’t promise I’ll get back to you quickly, since I’m horrible at that, but I’ll do my best) and, drop it like it’s hot. … Sorry… ^_^; In any case, I hope you’ll enjoy yourself and I look forward to seeing you around!

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