[right][b][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HwXo7Whfydw]Jedi Padawan Rhon Duul[/url][/b][/right]

Rhon sat crossed legged in one of the many chambers of meditation that existed in the Jedi Temple. A fountain trickled nearby, he could hear the breathing off Jedi nearby, the faint talking of people walking past mid-conversation. There was an unease that spread throughout the temple, the war continued to drag on even after the Battle of Coruscant. As night approached the chat in the temple increased, he heard more than once that Master Kenobi had defeated General Grievous at Utapau. Deciding that his day was done he stood up and stretched. A lone LAAT flew over the temple, the usual comforting thrum of the craft as it flew overhead. Stretching his back cracked as he walked down the halls, nodding at the few other Jedi he passed in the halls. He sighed a deep heavy sigh through his mask as he looked out towards the city. Lights flashed all over the cityscape as the city never slept. The battle above the city never really caused detriment to the city, bar some falling debris once the shield had been lifted but even then very few had crashed into the surface getting past the point defense lasers. 

He sighed as he looked out beyond the city and then he paused. As at the base of the temple steps he could see a group of LAATs landed. Led by a man in Jedi Robes Rhon didn't notice as he was joined by more and more onlookers who were watching the Clones led by a Jedi climb the steps towards the temple. As they neared the threshold they were stopped by Cin Drallig, drawing his green lightsaber there was some murmuring in conversation. Then panic spiked through the temple as a blue blade was ignited, the two blades crashing as troopers started charging towards the temple. The window shook as a LAAT passed close to the temple, Rhon ducked instinctively and looked out to the LAAT, doors open two clones stood with Z-6 Rotary Blasters, the weapons spinning up and piercing the glass. Before they knew what was going on several of the Jedi had already fallen. Some had grabbed their own weapons while others like Rhon had dropped into a prone position, below the line of fire.

"What is going on?" He recognized the voice as that of the human Jedi Mar, a couple of years his senior. "Why are they shooting at us?"

Rhon reached down to grab his own saber before he considered standing up. "I do not know, but we can't stay here. They'll mow us down, we need to get deeper into the temple!"

The building shook, and a red emergency light came on as Temple Guards jumped to the defense, their dual blades a shining beacon for those to rally behind. Rhon stood, twirling his own blade before him as blaster bolts came screaming in his direction, he stepped to the left to dodge a bolt. Just as he did saw he caught a glimpse of a blue bolt of blaster fire go through Mars head. Spinning the blade infront of him he started to fall back. Whatever was going on, he couldn't remain.