The Dantooine Enclave

[Darth Jeluvitas]

This enclave was made from the ruins of a previous temple from the old republic. The outside still is in ruins, but inside, there are many students and masters, most of whom specialize in lightsaber combat.
The head master here is a Kel'Dor named Master Ours Nai (pronounced oors as in moors, not owrs like in hours).

[Eth Erzin]

Master Beckoaret and Jedi Terria had spent but a brief time in hyperspace for the relatively short journey from Ossus to Dantooine, both of which resided in the Eastern Rim. The bright greens and purples of the planet shone through the atmosphere, which was cloudy for this particular day.
"Do you know where the enclave is?" Lents asked Master Beckoaret. Lents was more familiar with the 'Rush, and so he took the main controls while Master Beckoaret had co-piloted when it was convenient.
"I think so. Let me input some approximate coordinates and see if we can't get a closer bearing from there."
"Alright," Lents nodded.
In a few seconds, the numbers flashed across his own viewscreen, and he brought the 'Rush down towards them, breaking through the Dantooinian atmosphere.

[Eth Erzin]

OOC: Sorry about the extended absence

"Wait... do you feel that?"
"Feel what?"
Master Beckoaret held up a fist. "The dark side. Very powerful... but not malicious."
"So like Skeang?"
"Yes, but much, much stronger. Once we contact the Jedi here, we must investigate."
"You think they would have noticed by now? About the dark side presence."
"True. Maybe they have reconciled with this being. Or maybe an artifact or a place. We can ask them--either way we should go to the enclave. Now I don't know the Master here, so we should behave with tact. We don't know how they will feel about escalating the Jedi-Imperial conflict."
"Yes Master, I'll follow all your cues."
"Good boy Lents, now let's see if we can't sense where they might be." Master Beckoaret closed his eyes and Lents could feel him reaching out with the Force. A very powerful tendril of senses that washed over the planet. The Jedi would have done a good job of hiding themselves, but if they sensed Master Beckoaret's Force power over the planet, they could in turn contact him back.
After a few minutes, nothing.
"Let us fly to the other hemisphere. Maybe they are there."
"Wasn't there a Temple here many ages ago?"
Master Beckoaret nodded, "But they could be anywhere. Remember, the Jedi on Ossus don't live in the temple there. I mean, it's entirely possible they set up base in the ruins; but Jedi are smart, and I think it's no more or less likely to be there than anywhere else."
Lents brought the 'Rush over the sweeping purple plains to the polar opposite coordinates of where they had last stopped. Suddenly the plains dropped out from beneath them and Lents found the 'Rush darting over the lively ocean. They were moving too fast to see anything, but the hypnotic ripples over the water blurred into a single pattern that almost caused Lents to lose focus on the flight path.
The console beeped. "Here we are..." Lents decelerated the 'Rush, but they hovered above the water still, with no land in sight.
"I'd bring her over to the nearest land mass," Master Beckoaret suggested.
"Yeah, good idea."
Shortly, they found themselves above another purple plain, and Master Beckoaret sent his Force-sensing tendrils out over the vast reaches of the planet.
After a while, "I think I've got something. Yes, I'm being touched by a powerful Jedi... this way." He threw his hands over the console and pushed in a series of rapid coordinates. Lents sat back and let him take control as the 'Rush turned slightly in the direction of planetary east and started to move at moderate pace, descending slightly as the came closer to the Force signal.
Lents rushed out of the cockpit and through the hallways until he came to the front viewport room, looking down at the ground below them. Eventually, he spotted, just outside the ruins of the old Temple, a robed Kel Dor with his arms upraised.
Lents pressed the intercom button in the viewroom. "Right here, Master. I see him!"
The 'Rush turned to the ground and landed but a few yards away from the Kel Dor. Lents walked to the exit hatch and met Master Beckoaret. There, they left the 'Rush and walked up to the Kel Dor.
"En taro Tassadar!, fellow Jedi. Welcome to Dantooine, I am Master Ours Nai."
Master Beckoaret bowed, and Lents followed. "En taro Tassadar! in the name of the Force, Master Nai. I am Master Koturoi Beckoaret formerly of Coruscant. And this is Jedi Lents Terria, also formerly of Coruscant."
"Well from only your demeanor, I can see there is much to talk about. Let us go in where we can discuss matters you bring to our table..."

[Eth Erzin]

Master Nai looked pensively across the table as Lents finished the tale. Master Beckoaret had for the most part stayed silent, only occasionally filling in holes here and there where Lents had been absent from key events. Lents was the catalyst for many of the things that had happened, most importantly and shamefully the Sith destruction of the Coruscant Enclave, so he retold the events to Master Nai from his wanderlust driving him to the stars up until he and Master Beckoaret had gone to Ossus and hatched their plan with the Nameless Master to reunite the Jedi against the Sith.
"The Jedi have been in hiding for altogether too long. Our numbers have grown under the Sith radar for four hundred years, and if we are to act at all, we must do so now! I'm not going to lie, it is only through my actions that the Sith even know that the Jedi still exist in the first place, but that just makes the timing all the more crucial. We have to act as soon as possible before the Empire can fully assess what we're capable of and prepare accordingly."
"But wouldn't it make more sense to just remain in hiding and wait for the rest of this to blow over? We can keep gaining power and wait until the Sith has forgotten us and no longer expect it." Master Nai posited.
"We had considered that," Master Beckoaret said, "But the fact of the matter is that the Sith know we are not extinct and they will only ever increase their measures against us now that they know we are still scattered about the stars. There's just no escaping a conflict anymore. Hide, and you'll be flushed out by an army as large as Sidious'. The way of the Jedi is patience, but it is as if the whole galaxy is crushing in on us, and we must act before it is too late.

Do you understand our plea, Master Nai?"
Master Ours Nai looked down at the table, running his hands slowly over its natural wooden grain. "I must have time to think and meditate in the Force."
Master Beckoaret nodded. "May it find you and give you guidance."
"Thank you Master Nai!--" Lents said plaintively.
Lents and Master Beckoaret left the room and walked to where Master Nai had previously shown them the location of the guest quarters.

[Eth Erzin]

Master Beckoaret and Jedi Terria waited in the room where Master Nai told them he would give them his final decision. He eventually walked in, hands folded in his robe, looking very somber.
"As you well know, I have been giving much thought as to whether I would mobilize the not inconsiderable amount of Jedi under my command here and prepare for war. I have come to the first obvious conclusion: if we fight the Sith now, the casualties will be great for both sides."
He paused, and Lents and Master Beckoaret exchanged a worried glance.
"But what you said before has much merit. We were able to hide for so long because the Empire has been lax. Now that they are certain of our meager existence--" Lents could feel Master Nai's gaze piercing him from behind his dark goggles. "They will hold no punches in seeking us down and destroying us. This was my second obvious conclusion. My third conclusion--one which was much harder to finally come to--is that I will go with you."
Master Beckoaret and Lents sighed with relief. "Thank you, Master Nai."
"I know it was a hard decision, I had to make it myself."
"You must make haste through the stars and gather the others. I have prepared this small datachip with a message from me to quell the doubts of any fearful Jedi." He handed Master Beckaoret the chip. "I will mobilize as soon as possible and take a circuitous route through the hyperspaceways to deter trackers. I suspect we will have fully transported to Ossus in no more than a standard week and a half. Our fate now lies in the hands of the Force. Let us prepare for war."

[Eth Erzin]

The 'Rush angled up over the plains of Dantooine, easing itself out of the planet's gravity well. Soon enough, it was chugging along through the system and Lents turned to Master Beckoaret. "Where to next, Master?"
"I don't know the location of all the Enclaves in all the galaxy, but Master Nai did tell me there are Jedi on Mon Calamari. It is close and Master Nai said that there is no small number of Jedi there. Let us head that way next."
"Mon Calamari? Lents had never been to the planet of the Mon Cal before. "I don't know if I have equipment to survive all that water."
"Master Nai also gave me a frequency on which we can contact them from the atmosphere. We can do that and they can then accommodate us."
"Very well, then." Lents put the coordinates of that solar system into the 'Rush's navicomp then leaned back in his chair. "Do you know what the Jedi on Mon Calamari study?"
"Master Nai didn't tell me everything about the Calamarian Jedi," Master Beckoaret laughed, "But I do remember he said they specialize in illusions. That is probably why they have been able to maintain such a relatively high population and not be discovered by the Empire."
Lents nodded. He used to be skilled at illusions, back when he was training mostly as a telepath. But his illusions had been of the kind to appear in the minds of an opponent, not an objective illusion seen by all, and so he lost that skill when he changed his training into that of telekinesis.
The 'Rush warped out of the system and into the hyperspace stream as Lents and Master Beckoaret sat and talked.