A Sad Duty

[Collan]

Collan nodded.

"I didn't mean to imply anything; I hope you know. I speak from the Jedi lore I know about. There's not much around anymore."

"But, that squares with the stories of Jedi who have held onto an identity beyond death."

[Nightshade]

"I am sad for your loss of lore.  I know what it feels like to lack a connection with your past.  Thank you for sharing what you know with me."

[Collan]

Collan offered Nightshade a deep bow of respect.

"And for your lore as well," he replied, "I will leave you to move in."

Collan grabbed the few Jedi related objects and gave Nightshade another bow.

"We should talk more," he noted before departing.

[Nightshade]

"I am at your disposal," Nightshade said in reply to Collan's final statement.  He then went to collect the rest of his gear and move in to Ch'lana's old quarters.

[Collan]

A few days later...Collan is sitting in his stateroom wondering if Ch'lana had left any other Jedi records laying around. Hidden. The first order of business could be a careful search through the ship using the Force.

For Collan it was a simple matter now to concentrate and see what he could sense.

[ooc: concentrate on sense throughout the ship. See if there's anything not tied to known sources I can find.]

[GM Craig]

After a few hours of searching, Collan comes up empty, though his skills are still developing.

[GM Craig]

[OOC: 1 CP each, Nightshade and Collan]