Jan 5
Again why is the 14 year old with the dead mom the one being more logical and not breaking down while Luke is one refusing to see anything.
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Again why is the 14 year old with the dead mom the one being more logical and not breaking down while Luke is one refusing to see anything.
Round One: Turgle vs Cal Omas
Turgle
Cal Omas
Cal Omas lost my respect in Destiny's Way, when he ordered Scaur to keep working on Alpha-Red after the Council voted against it, but even then I didn't think he was as much of a dick as he is in Dark Nest.
The truth is that they were all secretly living on Zonama Sekot with Danni
Finally Niathal swiveled to look at Kyp. “Master Durron, I have it on good authority that you advocate elevating Jacen Solo to the rank of Master.”
The purpose for Kyp’s presence finally clicked for Luke. Months before, at a meeting of the Jedi Council, Kyp had proposed elevating Jacen to their rank. Obviously, word of that had somehow leaked out from those Council Chambers and reached the ears and tympanic membranes of Omas and Niathal, and Kyp had been brought in to reinforce their argument.
Kyp appeared startled, but Luke detected no genuine emotion of surprise from him. “I beg your pardon?”
Niathal stared at him. “You did propose that Jacen Solo be elevated.”
Kyp nodded, a little uncertain. “In a manner of speaking.”
Suspicion crept into Niathal’s voice. “What manner?”
Kyp continued to look uncomfortable. “Well, clearly you’re unfamiliar with the role of the taras-chi in Jedi Council debates.”
“The taras—”
“—chi. Yes. A sort of ritualized debate opponent.” Kyp glanced at Luke and Mara as if for confirmation. “In certain Jedi traditions, any discussion group, or its moderator, elects a taras-chi. The purpose of the taras-chi is to float ideas that run counter to the prevailing wisdom. This is so that all ideas will be tested…sometimes to destruction. The idea that the taras-chi promotes is not the one being tested—the idea he promotes tests the idea currently under discussion. It’s like a larva that only eats dead flesh. Place it on a wound, and it will only devour that which cannot survive anyway. Live flesh, like a solid idea or valid reasoning, will not be harmed by it.” Kyp thought for a moment. “I suppose that the closest equivalents you have in the world of government would be court jesters or the free press.”
Chief Omas and Admiral Niathal exchanged a look. Omas appeared mildly confused; Niathal’s posture suggested she was irritated.
Omas cleared his throat. “I fail to see—”
“The discussion at that meeting,” Kyp continued, “was about Jacen Solo’s activities and whether they were appropriate for a Jedi. So in the spirit of the taras-chi, I not only spoke out in uncritical support of them, I proposed giving him the most lavish reward the Jedi can bestow. As a test of the principal item of discussion.”
There was now a little chill in Niathal’s voice. “So you’re saying that you never supported Jacen Solo’s elevation.”
Kyp gave her a quizzical look. “I support the decisions of the Master of the order, Admiral. And let me give you a little example of how power and skill with the Jedi arts do not correspond to mastery.
“When I was still a teenager, I was able to reach into the gravity well of a gas giant and pull a spacecraft out of it. That’s something that not many Masters could accomplish. I could do it because I was strong in the Force…and because I had absolute faith in my right, my need to use that craft for a specific purpose. But I doubt I could do it today. I’m no weaker in the Force, and I’m a lot more skilled…but today I’d know that my intended purpose was not a good one, and this knowledge would deny me the focus I needed then to perform that task. So was I a Master then, or am I a Master now?”
Chief Omas and Niathal exchanged another look. Omas’s face was serene, but it was clear from Niathal’s body language that this portion of the meeting had not gone the way she’d wanted it to.
—Legacy of the Force: Exile, Aaron Allston
Star Wars Legends: New Republic - Chief of State
“We, the Beings of the Galaxy, in order to form a free union of planets, establish justice, provide for common peace and prosperity, and to secure liberty for all beings, do ordain and establish this New Republic. Let the stars sing! Let the planets shout! Let the Republic begin!”
requested by @cosmicjourney1995
And you know what this isn’t the last time the Galactic Alliance has a coup. Genuinely the authors are lowkey against democracy. No wonder George sometimes had hard feelings toward the EU.
Traviss really doesn’t like democracy huh?