Azures feet clanked around the halls as he walked back to his garden, thinking the whole way there. Illum was no long term solution, he wasn't naive enough to believe that. Whomever the Dark Lord of the Sith was, he had likely somehow orchestrated the death of the Jedi and was likely manipulating Palpatine to reform the Republic into the Empire. These were trying times indeed, had he been a sentient he would have likely stroked his chin. Azure could not however ignore the importance in the world, if they were to rebuild the Jedi Order Kyber Crystals would be required to make their lightsabers, and they would be unable to afford every potential candidate the opportunity of the Gathering. Instead they would just have to recieve any old crystal which they had available, it wasn't traditional however these were not traditional times.

When in the privacy of his own room he reached to his chest compartment. It opening as his hand approached, below his actual true form there was a second compartment. Out of it he pulled a holocron and held it onfront of his photoreceptors. The square box held so much knowledge. He had been given this holocron and instructed on how to carve information onto it by Jocasta Nu herself. He had two of the holocrons, one was information on the order. Almost all deep space vessels of the Jedi Order possessed one, a way in the event of the worst that the crew could carry on. It was most likely to be used if the vessel crashed and the crew standed, however it would be useful in the current situation. The second he had logged almost one hundred and fifty years of exploration onto it. 

Azure lowered his head, then stood up. Deciding to search out Allira. He needed the Knights counsel.