Accomplishment
Prompt: Accomplishment Rating: G Characters: Ratoa Sey (Hero of Tython)
Becoming a Jedi Knight was a great accomplishment. It was also an honour and promise of duty. A great responsibility and a burden. All of that symbolised by a lightsaber and a cut braid. Ratoa still had his. Even after all these years he carried it with him in a small wooden box.
These days it felt more of a mockery than anything else. He shouldn’t call himself a Jedi anymore. He had fallen. Left the Order. Snuck out in middle of the night. Sought out his sworn enemies. All of that just in hopes of destroying Vitiate. He had taken everything from him.
Ratoa picks the braid from the box. The burned edge reminding him of where Master Shan had cut it several years back. It seemed like a lifetime ago. Perhaps it was. The slippery braid falls from between his fingers. He buries his head in his hands, the box clattering on the floor.
Saving Tython, killing Vitiate. It all felt like it had been for nothing. Vititate was still alive. He had destroyed Ziost. It was only a matter of time before he did it again. Who knew what planet could be next. He hadn’t been able to stop Ziost. He didn’t how to stop whatever would happen next.
The Sith seemed almost as clueless as he was. Or they didn’t trust him with the information. He had thrown everything he had achieved away and they couldn’t even trust him with what little they knew.
He was so tired and exhausted. All he wanted was to sleep.














