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[right][b][color=82ca9d]Keldabe Administrative District // Mandalore // Mandalore Sector[/color][/b]
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Ro Nuul's footsteps matched the Hapan Prince's, trailing a polite distance to appease the two royal guards who were watching him closely. He made sure to straighten the folds of his robe to keep the lightsaber concealed once again. It was a subtle sign of peace to the guards, but even moreso it had no use being on display for this conversation. The novelty was not one that would in some way impress the Prince Consort, and Ro Nuul had no intention of putting it to use or comparing sabers. There were far more pressing concerns.

[color=lightblue]"I... did pick up on that. Come, let us leave. Honestly when I first began to make contact with the Republic I was worried about meeting other Jedi. It's not as if I have spent my time outside the Order living up to the Jedi Ideals. I suppose, not many Jedi match the Jedi Ideals of old these days."[/color] Ro Nuul pondered these words for a moment, letting them ruminate. It was hard to measure if there was a slight in these words. Even if there were... Ro Nuul could not entirely disagree. Koren continued, [color=lightblue]"So, Master Nuul. What do you wish to know?"[/color]

Ro Nuul folded his hands behind his back, looking out towards Keldabe from a nearby large window. The streets and skies were full of color and cheer. It was a welcome celebration, and a testament to the life and hope left in the galaxy. One that needed to be preserved. [color=82ca9d]"I have a great many questions about the Consortium, but I feel as though many of them can wait until we are better acquainted. At present, what I am most concerned with is a personal question and a professional matter."[/color] Ro Nuul turned his gaze away from the celebrations, instead meeting the Prince Consort's eyes carefully. [color=82ca9d]"I will start with the less formal of these, for both our sakes."[/color]

Ro Nuul's facial expression softened. His eyes briefly lingered on the lightsaber at Koren's waist. Ro Nuul's voice became somber, unable to mask the momentary sorrow that permeated the question. [color=82ca9d]"As for my personal inquiry... I merely wish to know how you have fared since the sacking of Coruscant, and if there are any others who survived with you. Whether we live up to the old ideals or not... it is hard for an old Jedi like me to ignore the gift of reassurance that Grevious took less of us than we expected."[/color]

Ro Nuul quickly looked in the direction of the throne room, reaching out through the force to ensure there were no prying ears. He did not leave much room for an answer, before he let the sorrow pass and his voice instead resonated with its usual stoic tone. [color=82ca9d]"I know very little of the Hapes Consortium... its affiliations, desires, means of governance... There are very few political entities within this galaxy that I am distinctly unfamiliar with. Standing as a voice for the Hapes Consortium... I must inquire as to your affiliations and desires in the new galactic landscape you find yourselves."[/color] Ro Nuul's eyes returned to meet Koren's, and his brow furrowed slightly. [color=82ca9d]"I suppose more plainly... how do you wish for the Consortium to fit into this fractured Galaxy we find ourselves?"[/color]