[right][b][color=lightblue]Keldabe Administrative District // Mandalore // Mandalore Sector[/color][/b]
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Koren followed Ro Nuul heading towards a nearby window, the two Jedi looked out at the expansive city beyond. Beyond the confines of the Palace they could see the denizens of Mandalore and many other worlds gathering in a celebration. Koren just hoped that with celebration came remembrance. The weight of the loss came to him heavily, for many years there had been too much unknowing. That had gnawed at him, no matter what he did. No matter what was going on in the Consortium. From his training of the Royal Guards, to his romance and marriage. Some part of his mind lingered on the past. Ro Nuuls filtered voice brought him back to the present. [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]

Koren chuckled. [color=lightblue]"Other than the droid, there was a group of Younglings with me when I was first lost, and then captured- it's a long story. I did however eventually manage to barter for their release. I don't know where they are now, but I hope they made it.[/color]

It had been years since Koren had thought of them, he hadn't dared risk thinking about them. The worry of the fall of the Jedi and Republic had been enough for him. As things slowly became more and more complicated, the survivors guild weighed heavily on him. He brought himself out of it in time for Ro to speak again.  [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. I suppose more plainly... how do you wish for the Consortium to fit into this fractured Galaxy we find ourselves?"[/color]


Koren bowed his head. [color=lightblue]"My affiliation in the Galaxy is to my Queen, and my desires are hers."[/color] He smiled kindly at the Kel Dor. [color=lightblue]"Right now, the Separatists have probed our borders. We have a strong fleet, but I doubt we could withstand a sustained attack."[/color] Koren shrugged. He signaled to one of his guards who moved away to call down the shuttle. [color=lightblue]"I suppose we are in need of friends."[/color]

He sighed. [color=lightblue]"How do I wish for the Consortium to fit in? That is not my place to say. I'm here too make contact and report back. I can advise my Queen, I can't make decisions on her behalf."[/color] He raised his hand, his tone shifting to jovial as a smile crossed his face. [color=lightblue]"It's a marriage thing."[/color]