Planning... before the chaos

I later traveled out to meet Ebe and Avios. I flew through the hills and forests of Corellia. An odd calm about me. I allowed this otherness to flow. And with those whisperings came a sense of focus, strength, control. The pain I felt from Maxell was still intense... comeing in waces as he frequently drew from my feral strength to bolster his own... he even reached through me to draw on Deomo's feral nature. But I... was... calm. I had a purpose and a goal. It had to be fulfilled.

The gods gave me a challenge. Mexall depended on me. Needed me. I will not fail him.

Ebe and Avios and I made preliminary plans. Discussed our options. Shared out information.

We will meet with the rest of the team tomorrow.

*Maxell, tai'shan... my love. Hold on.*