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   Star Wars: Rise of the Illuviar – Part 3   
   'Return to your quarters,' said Zena to Mark. 'Report at the conference room   
   when you have attended to your matters.'   
   Mark left. They had landed back on New Alderaan, after his training at Dagoba.   
   He was a young Padawan, from a distinguished galactic clan. A clan which often   
   fancied itself as natural rulers amongst the galaxies start systems. He   
   returned to his quarters,   
    and placed his light saber in his locker and locked it. He sat on his bed and   
   sighed. Another difficult adventure, were he had been put through it. Ever   
   since Zena had taken him in he had been put through it, but he had been   
   excessvely high in his    
   midiclorian count taken as a child, and when Zena had met his parents and   
   discussions taken place it seemed like the wise thing to do, so he was taken   
   from his homeworld, and brought to New Alderaan. A young Jedi in training, a   
   Padawan. He showered,    
   changed his garments, and made his way to the Conference room.   
      
   'It's not as simple as that, Bennet Organa,' said Queen Neftari. 'We do not   
   simply carry on with the campaign of war against the Empire like nothing has   
   really changed. Much has changed.'   
   Mark sat down near the front of the Conference room with the Assembled Rebel   
   guests, sitting next to Zena. He did not speak as Zena acknowledged him. Queen   
   Neftari addressed the assembly.   
   'We have reached a new era in our war with the Empire. It is not one we are   
   accustomed to, though. The Empire is strong again in the Senate on New   
   Coruscant, but our position equals theirs for the most part. And the new   
   parties of concern are pushing    
   quite constantly. They represent now as if they are socially acceptable once   
   more.'   
   'As if the dark side can ever be socially acceptable,' commented Bennet   
   Organa, which received murmurs of agreement from those gathered there.   
   'Nevertheless,' continued Queen Neftari. 'Times have changed. And we,   
   likewise, must change with them. It calls now more for a spirit of diplomacy   
   than outright warfare. Nay, that is still likely to be the name of much of the   
   game in the outer systems.    
   The Empire does not change its strategem that much. But in the inner galaxy it   
   is a place now of thriving commercial activity and so many of the major   
   conglomerations and corporations disdain too much warfare which distracts from   
   their business concerns.    
   And I am afraid the Empire has worked that much out and formed many agreements   
   of protection and security for such enterprises. It is a different world, were   
   as I have said politics and diplomacy are far more important. Now more than   
   ever.'   
   Queen Neftari stood quietly for a moment, preparing her words. 'Our concern,   
   now, is where the game of thrones is at. We are at something of a stalemate in   
   the senate. Both powers are equally matched at present time, which is where   
   our main order of    
   concern should be focused. We need to win the war in the Senate and gain the   
   seats we require to regain authority. And the Empire knows this too.'   
   'Then what do we do?' queried Bennet Organa.   
   'New Corucscant has directives for us. At this time border star systems, which   
   fall between territory of the Rebel Alliance and the Empire are in much   
   distress. It has been grave area of concern for some time now. Constant   
   conflicts of a lesser nature    
   happen most days and it is time we act on the situation. We are gradually   
   deploying more and more of our larger spacecraft and troops to these border   
   systems in an attempt to gain the ascendancy. One system, though, the Nav Giad   
   system, is of great    
   concern. There are powers there, these days. A new order of Jedi. The Illuviar   
   as they call themselves. They say they do not represent the ways of the past   
   but a new mission for those of the Light Side of the Force. They are gaining   
   power and influence    
   in Nav Giad, and while one might think this welcome, they are not all that it   
   seems. There are words amongst this group, challenging words. Harsh words.   
   They seem at odds with their forebears. That the Jedi of old were simply not   
   good enough. That their    
   time has come and gone. That they are to be – replaced.'   
   'By the Illuviar, it would seem,' commented Bennet Organa.   
   'That is what they appear to represent indeed,' replied Queen Neftari. 'Zena   
   Lucian. I want you and your Padawan to handle the Nav Giad issue directly. You   
   are well established with the Jedi Council. Fly to Nav Giad. Make inquiries.   
   See just what makes    
   this new order tick and what exactly they plan on doing about things.'   
   Zena nodded softly to Queen Neftari. 'We will leave at first light.'   
   'Very good,' replied Queen Neftar. 'My friends,' she said. 'These are   
   difficult times. We will meet again when there is more to report.'   
   The queen left the room, followed by her maidens, and the room came alive with   
   chatter.   
   'A new mission,' said Mark Lightkeeper.   
   'And the mysterious Illuviar,' said Zena, looking at him, raising an eyebrow.   
   'And what is that supposed to mean?' asked Mark.   
   'Nothing,' said Zena, and stood. 'I'll see you tomorrow. We fly out just after   
   dawn. Don't make me come and wake you.'   
   'Yes Zena,' said Mark.   
   Zena wandered off, and Mark looked up the front of the conference room. The   
   Illuviar had already contacted him. They had already offered him membership in   
   their organisation. It seems as if things were now coming to a head. It seemed   
   like Mark    
   Lightkeeper was soon enough meeting his destiny.   
      
      
   Star Wars: Rise of the Illuviar Part 4   
   'It's mostly a desert planet,' said Zena. 'Very similar to Tatooine. Same   
   denizens and clans abound here.'   
   'Fascinating,' replied Mark.   
   'We'll be landing at Mos Separath. There are Empire Stormtroopers present, so   
   keep your wits about you. They have tentative agreements in place with many   
   business tycoons on the planet, as do Rebel Alliance factors. And the Illuviar   
   are starting to    
   exhert themselves. Their temple is in a deserted region. We'll hire a vehicle   
   and travel there.'   
   Soon enough they were given clearance by Mos Separath to land, and they gave   
   their credentials, being passed through clearance. Two stormtroopers stood in   
   the spaceport, and gave them a glare, but otherwise left them alone.   
   'Disputed territories. An uneasy alliance of powers,' said Zena.   
   'Obviously,' replied Mark, glancing back at the Stormtroopers. They continued   
   through the port and out into the city.   
      
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