It has been quite some time since I last wrote in this journal. I should mention that I have found a home with a group of Republic Citizens calling themselves 'The Coruscant Vanguard'. I have been apart of their organization for a few months now and I think that their purpose is noble and true. Many other Jedi have flocked to their banner; as well as several members of the Republic Military.
Dear Journal, The Vanguard has given me renewed faith in the Force. When I stand side by side with these heroes, who I call my brothers and sisters, I am filled with a righteous zeal that I have not felt since the Sacking of Coruscant. I'm getting ahead of myself though, and allowing my emotions to get the better of me. Master Satele has spoken to me about my passions and has helped me to better find my calm in these situations. I owe Master Satele a great deal for her assistance lately. Though I owe my brothers and sisters in the Vanguard more, for they were there when the darkness nearly consumed me.
The events of that meeting are circumspect at best, needless to say I was forced into an encounter of a personal nature. Everyday I am reminded of what happened when I look down at my sword arm and see the artificially crafted replacement. Yes, dear Journal, I lost my arm in battle with someone I once called friend, someone I even once may even have loved. Yet, now she is gone and my only reminder of her is the mechanical gift she gave me.
Recently, The Jedi Council has requested all Jedi return to Tython, the Ancient Founding World of our Order. I do not know what the Council wants with us, but the Vanguard has split for the time being, allowing those of us with ties to the Order to answer the call. Though I am certain we will all meet again very soon.
The Journal of Aeiryn Windstar, Jedi Knight
by Aeiryn Windstar on Dec 02, 2011 at 12:04 AM}