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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Nov 1, 2005 9:38:58 GMT
*Master Sarris, an aged woman in her late 40's walked among the streets of Coruscant with her tattered jedi master robes around her form. Memories of how the Jedi once were echoed through her mind. Why she returned now she didn't know. It had been a long...long time since she last set foot upon this ground. Coruscant had several lives of it's own. Not too different from Nar Shaddaa, the city planet never seemed to sleep. Even within the hallowed halls of the Jedi temple there seemed to always be those meditating or being watchful. Duty above sleep...justice above personal needs...such was the way of the jedi. She only hoped none remained from her days as one of them. If they did, things could become difficult indeed.*
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Jetzt
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Post by Jetzt on Nov 4, 2005 1:37:10 GMT
*a poor man walks the lonely street, he sits with his hands open, begging for lose credits. The man is old, partially blind and deaf*
"Owy, arw yoo gunta geve me uumm cwedets. Ay am pwoor an not got ne monee oo pay me woan.
*The fighure of Master Sarris walks past*
"Wich layde, i eed cwedets oo pay me woan..." He pauses "I awso av childwen ow eed fowd, they arw ery ungry. An yoo elp mee?"
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Post by *~The Snake Shadow~* on Nov 13, 2005 20:11:26 GMT
Jiabo was a Jedi Padwan. She had left the Jedi Temple to explore Coruscant and was now lost. She walked over to Master Sarris and the begger. She noticed Sarris's Jedi Master robes and thought that she was a Jedi that could help her.
"Excuse me Master, could you help me find my way to the Jedi Temple?"
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