Suarbi System

[Cervantes]

The Suarbi system, in the Quence Sector, contained the planet Suarbi 7 and the primary star Suarbi. It was located in the Outer Rim between the Corellian Run and Rimma Trade Route.

Suarbi 7 was a gas giant within the Suarbi system in Quence sector surrounded by an asteroid ring and at least 13 moons, including Susevfi.

Susevfi, also known as Suarbi 7/5, was a moon of Suarbi 7.

Settled by Corporate Sector expatriates in 400 BBY, its history is unknown until the arrival of Nikkos Tyris, an Anzat Dark Jedi and minion of Count Dooku. Tyris established the Jensaarai cult, with himself as first Saarai-Kaar, but his death at the hands of Nejaa Halcyon would keep the Jensaarai hidden.

At some point, Susevfi came under the control of the Galactic Empire. Shortly before 11 ABY, Susevfi's Imperial Governor was killed by Leonia Tavira after he refused her sexual advances. Her Invid made Susevfi its center of operations and coerced the Jensaarai into cooperation by threat of force.

Corran Horn eventually freed the Jensaarai from their service to the Invids. The planet was then brought into the New Republic. Some Jensaarai chose to join the New Jedi Order. Horn's friend Elegos A'Kla relocated the Caamasi Remnant (of which he was Trustant) from Kerilt to Susevfi and represented the moon directly in the New Republic Senate.

Yumfla was the capital city of Susevfi. It was a large seaport and contained a fortress built by an Imperial Governor and later used by Leonia Tavira. It also was close to a secret Jensaarai refuge that serves as the main base of operations for the Jensaarai.

[Cervantes]

The Mandalorian general Judo Dio lead the procession of Mandalorian and Jensaarai Knights as they entered the temple that the Jensaarai had built as a place of worship for the force. A magnificant ice fortress of sorts that rose up out of the frozen wasteland and was surrounded for as far as the eye could see by vast fields of ice and snow to its front and behind it rose a ridge of towering mountains that scraped the clouds. Accompanying the general were a group of a dozen Mandalorians and a dozen Jensaarai all of them prominant members of their respective orders who'd come to embrace the revelation bestowed upon their societys more than a century ago by two Jedi Masters. The meetings had radically changed both the Mandalorians and the Jensaarai but though those meetings they had come to realise a greater cause existed that the menial one's they served before they had met the ice Jedi Ulrich Von Lichtenstine.

He and his apprentice had told them the story of a great and terrible prophecy that would see the birth of a great and terrible evil that would spread from world to world before it consumed the galaxy then spread through space and wrap the entire universe in darkness. This great and terrible evil was a result of the abuse suffered to the force by the Jedi Knights and the Sith who for their own petty reasons drew upon the forces power and had thus been poisoning the very fabric of space and time itself. The prophecy fortold that one day the forces poison would spill forth into the physical realm and consume all that lay in its path, eventually extinguishing all life in the entire universe. The Mandalorians and Jenasaari having learned of the prophecy and that the time in which it would begin to come true swore their allegiance to the Ice Jedi and his apprentice to help them to prevent armageddon. The Jensaarai swearing to serve as the enforcers of the will of the force and do whatever lay in their power to conquer this looming threat.

Since there was still a century until the prophecy would come to pass the Ice Jedi's apprentice was frozen in a casket of ice that kept his body frozen in suspended animation in a state of coma like hibernation where time did not pass. But now that time had come and it was time to free the Jedi from his ice prison so that he could lead them to victory and the salvation of the universe itself. Judo Dio stopped in front of the cacoon of ice, the other members of his party all standing aside in two rows as he and a Jenasaari priest approached the cacoon. While the priest began the awakening ceremony with a prayer that was echoed by the other Jenasaari Judo Dio looked over the cacoon. Inside it stood a man of roughly 42 years of age with long dark hair and a tall muscular build clothed in black jedi robes with a lightsaber frozen at his side.

He waited through painful mintues as the Jensaarai conducted their religious ceremony. Not being one for spiritualism himself he found it unnecessary and distracting from the cause, but resolved to remain silent. Finally the praying had stopped and the priest signalled him to move aside as half a dozen of the Jenasaari formed a line in front of the caccoon and as one began to blast it with fire, calling upon the force's awesome power as they began to melt the chamber that encased their master. Judo watched as the ice caccoon melted great puddles of water formed on the floor in front of it. Once they had melted about halfway through the caccoons thick shell the Jensaarai ceased and stood completely still in silence. Judo said nothing but looked around after a few minutes when nothing had happened. He was about to address the priest standing next to him when he saw the man in the caccoon begin to twitch.

Some ten minutes dragged past as the man began to show more and more signs of life, his eyes moving around the room and taking in everything in it. Fingers clenching and unclenching into fists, then he seemed to stop and become lifeless once more. Judo was about to run over to help, it wouldn't do to have him die on the eve of his reawakening after a century of waiting. When suddenly the remainder of the caccoons shell exploded into a million peices of ice and the man inside took several laboured steps out of his ice prison. Breathing heavily as steaming breaths billowed forth from his lips. He scanned the room looking into the eyes of everyone assembled with hard determined almost maniacal eyes and then he met Judo Dio's gaze and his eyes burned into the Mandalorian as if seeing right through the man and down into the depths of his soul................CERVANTES HAD RETURNED!!!!!!!!!

[Cervantes]

Judo Dio watched as Cervantes sat in the middle of the large circular room with his legs crossed and eyes closed, his hands resting clasped together in his lap as he meditated. He'd been watching the former Jedi Knight and current Mand'alor and Saari-Kai, leader of both the Mandalorian Knights and the Jensaarai order. He found himself wondering how much longer the man was planning to meditate for, he'd been sitting in that spot going on three days now meditating around the clock on something Judo didn't care to know the details of. He didn't go for all that force stuff himself, not that he didn't believe in it, he just prefered to stick to what he knew which was the life of a Mandalorian. He was the latest in a long line of Mandalorian warriors, a proud civilisation that went back thousands of years. He had no time for matters of religion and spirituality, such things he saw as being couter productive to ones ambitions in life.

Suddenly as if he had read his thoughts Cervantes spoke, his voice echoing throughout the temple. "I find your lack of faith disturbing mister Dio". He said without opening his eyes. Judo sighed within his helmet and shook his head, he should of remembered that force users could read people's minds. But he couldn't help it, his mind would always begin to wonder whenever he wasn't doing anything productive and he quickly found himself getting anxious. "Sorry sir". He appologised. "I just don't see what hanging around in this temple is achieving, we should be returning to Mandalore immediately for your official induction to the position of Mand'alor". Judo insisted. The other soldier next to him, Dex , nodded his agreement. "Yes, we cannot delay any longer, we have much to do if we are to be ready in time to effectively combat the coming apocolypse".

When Cervantes didn't reply Dex figitted in frustration. "What are you doing anyway"? He asked. "You've been sitting there for the past three days". Cervantes didn't reply at once making Dex feel implied to ask again, but just as he went to do so Cervantes interupted him. "I am preparing". He replied. Dex frowned turning his helmeted head to glance in Judo's direction. The other Mandalorian shrugged in response and Dex's irritation grew. "Its funny how preparing looks an aweful lot like sitting on your arse". He commented snidely. Cervantes's eyes remained shut, but he smirked in response to Dex's neivity. "I wouldn't expect you to understand". He said simply. "Apparently". "But I cannot concentrate with the two of you standing there gossiping, provide me with some time alone and I promise you we will leave within twenty four hours". He assured them. The two mandalorians looked at each other then simutaniously turned and strode out of the room, happy to oblige the Mand'alor if it meant they would be out of here soon.

[AtraVentus]

((OOC: Just to avoid confusion, the L'eonheart family is descended from the joining of an ancient Manda'lor and a Jedi Master, so they are recognized in the Mando clans))

As the Mandolorians departed the chamber the ghostly form of once Jedi Master Higomi L'eonheart took shape in their stead. Unlike those who had been there previously he perfectly understood what Cervantes was doing. Having been killed as Darth Renatus in the last great Sith war Higomi had fealt he had successfully attained peace in the galaxy, uniting even the Imperials and Republic against his armies. In the centuries since he had witnessed the galaxy change through the fog of death.

No longer could he sit idly in death while the world stood on the brink of chaos. "Do you think your preprerations will be enough?" He asked the soon to be Manda'lor as his faded shape approached Cervantes. "The galaxy is more complicated than ever, the roots of the Jedi and Sith run deep."

[Cervantes]

((Ok no worries. I take it Higomi is a ghost?))

Cervantes felt the presense enter the room as the Mandalorians left. He sighed in irritation. "I said to leave me in peace". He said to the individual who'd entered the room, his tone betraying none of his annoyance. It wasn't until the person spoke that he sensed something was not quite right with the presense before him. He had assumed one of the Mandalorians had returned or one of the Jensaari protectors had come seeking him out. This was no Mandalorian however, the presense in the force was far too strong to be your normal Mandalorian warrior, nor was it one of the Jensaari. He would have felt some familiarity with the presence if it was one of them, but this presence felt strange and utterly alien to him.

Cervantes opened his eyes to see the figure of Higomi L'eonheart standing before him. "They will have to be, otherwise we are all doomed". He replied studying Higomi closely. "That they do, but the roots have long since become rotten and the foundations are weak". Cervantes said using Higomi's analogy. "The Sith have not come close to regaining their former strength, a pinnicle that they haven't experienced for millenia". "And the Jedi, its been centurys as well since they had any substancial power in the galaxy". He countered. Cervantes went to say more then stopped as a thought occured to him. "Who are you"? He asked suspeciously, his eyes narrowing.

[AtraVentus]

((He most certainly is a ghost!))

Higomi listened to the response inclining his head in apology. "Forgive my rudeness, I am Higomi L'eonheart." Folding his arms before him Higomi's eyes seemed to stare through Cervantes.

"Call me what you wish, I have been known by many names in my time. And you, the 'Ice' Jedi Cervantes, have been even more withdrawn from the galaxy than I have all this time."

Clearly in death Higomi's abilities for finding knowledge had become more adept. There was very little that could be hidden from him now that he was one with the Force.

"The dangers presented by the existance of Jedi and Sith are no longer the main threat, clearly we both know this. Yet how do you plan to succeed with only your little Jensaari and a few Mandalorians?"

[Cervantes]

There was something about talking to a ghost that made Cervantes a little uneasy. He wasn't one to put his faith in those who were dead, especially those who randomly showed up out of nowhere knowing his name when he had not given it and apparently knowing his plans when he had shared them with no one. No one who'd been alive for the past century anyway. Something told him that this Higomi could not just read his thoughts but see down into the depths of his very soul. Not something he was inclined to share with mysterious dead guys.

"I took a little nap". He said with a smirk. "That doesn't mean I have no clue as to what's going on, i've been filled in on events of the past century and will continue to be so until I know everything of any importance". He explained. Cervantes paused for a second as he considered Higomi's last words. "Clearly you haven't seen what a few Mandalorians can do". He remarked. "But tell me why should I tell you anything"? "I have no idea who you are, whether you are a friend or foe". Cervantes pointed out. "With that in mind I won't be sharing much of anything with you friend". He said, sarcasam dripping on the emphasised last word.

He stared back at the ghost of Higomi L'eonheart for a few seconds. The name was an old fashioned one, possibly ancient. For all he knew this man could of lived back in the times of the old republic. "Did Ulrich Von Lichtenstine send you"? He asked naming his old friend and mentor, the origional ice jedi and ancient Jedi Master. He had learnt soon after coming out of hibernation that Von Lichtenstine had died mere weeks after he had gone into the caccoon that had kept him in statis for a century. Apparently leaving the sanctury of his frozen prison where he'd been able to greatly slow his own aging process and thus live for three centurys had quickly caught up with him and somehow caused a reverse effect of rapid aging. An unknown negative effect of the process that had dire consequences for the Jedi after he had left the extreme cold.

[AtraVentus]

Higomi smirked as he kept himself from laughing. "You are wise not to trust blindly. As for Mandalorians... Ke nu'jurkadir sha Mando'ade!" Higomi had not spoken Mando'a in a long time, something he had only done alone with his brother Samual.

"I shall tell you something of me then, I was a Journeyman of the Order, one of the Masters before the Imperial's destroyed the temple on Coruscant. Knowledge is something I hold in high regard. Now, since your Mandos are catching you up on history I'm sure they told you about the last great Jedi Sith War? I was known as Darth Renatus, Dark Lord of the Sith."

Pausing a moment Higomi watched him carefully before continuing. "Clearly, I know a fair bit about those two failed religions. I do not ask for trust, I merely felt you awaken and wished to convey this simple message: K'oyacyi! Do that, and I shall aid you how I can."

[Cervantes]

Cervantes smiled in return. "I fully intend to". He said. "If you are indeed an ally then your assistance will be most welcome, we need all the help we can get". Cervantes said willing to embrace the idea that Higomi was here as a spiritual guide of sorts, who knows perhaps he spoke on behalf of the force itself. A concious ambassador for an unconcious mind, who in being a spirit himself could go about as he pleased and serve the force in many ways a living person could not.

"The Jensaari and Mandalorians are ready for the coming storm, they have had a century in which to prepare". He said proudly. "The Jensaari are more powerful and numerous now with a clear philosophy and purpose than they ever have been before and the Mandalorians have regained a level of strength they haven't seen since the days of the old republic". He went on. "And I have plans to use my bloodline connections to the benefit of our cause".

Cervantes said mentioning his family heritage which was the royal family of the world of Telos. A world he had been king of for a short period before embarking on his quest of self discovery when he sought out the ice Jedi and then briefly once more while he took several years to plan for this day a hundred years later.

[AtraVentus]

Nodding in acknowledgement Higomi turned away from Cervantes.

"When you seek my counsel, merely speak my name in the Force. I will answer."

With those parting words Higomi began walking away from Cervantes, fading into nothingness as he went. He had spent his life seeking knowledge, spent the years leading to his death seeking a united front of peace against his own forces for the sake of his bloodline. Now, in death, he was far more powerful than ever before.

[Cervantes]

Cervantes nodded his head in polite acknowledgement of Higomi and he watched as the spirit of the Jedi Master turned and left, disappearing into oblivion and leaving him alone once more. After his encounter with the deceased Jedi, Cervantes decided that there was nothing more he could accomplish by remaining in the Suarbi system. He needed to be on Mandalore where he could supervise the Mandalorian armies and put his plans into action, making the final preparations for the onslaught that was to come. With that in mind he rose from the spot in which he sat and strode from the room to where the Mandalorians and Jensaarai that made up his war counsil were patiently waiting for him to finish his meditations.

The group of a dozen men were clearly at ease talking amongst themselves when he entered. Judo Dio looked up as Cervantes strode purposefully into the room, having removed his helmet to help relax. "Sir"? He asked wondering if something was wrong. "Come on boys, lets move". Cervantes said simply not breaking his stride as he made his way out of the hanger to where the cruiser waited to take him to Mandalore. "Yes sir". Dio said with a brisk salute, the general quickly scooped up his helmet and placed it upon his head. The men around him doing the same as they all followed Cervantes from the temple.

The group boarded the shuttle without delay as it was prepped for a quick take off. Judo barely had time to strap himself in before the ship was lifting off and rocketing towards the planets atmosphere. Cervantes couldn't help but smile gleefully to himself as the ship propelled itself towards space at high speed, even with the internal compensators working at full compacity he still felt himself being pressed back into his seat by the massive g forces the rapid climb was pulling. Judo couldn't help but see the massive grin spread across the Mand'lore's face and he istared curiously at the former Jedi Knight wondering what had put him in such a sudden great mood. Cervantes could feel the generals eyes on him and turned to meet his helmeted gaze. "It's good to be back".