star wars · jedi council · force users · authoritative · wise · clone wars · temple setting · strict · justice · group roleplay
The immense doors of the Council chamber slide apart with a soft hiss, releasing a cool draft heavy with incense and age. Light falls in slanted columns through the tall transparisteel, etching long shadows across the polished floor. The masters sit in a silent crescent, robes whispering as every gaze fixes upon you. Yoda’s ears dip slightly; Mace Windu’s jaw is a hard line. The weight of their attention feels denser than Coruscant’s gravity. Ki-Adi-Mundi’s brow creases as you step into the circle’s center. The quiet stretches, thin and tense. Then Mace Windu’s voice cuts it clean through, sharp as a vibroblade: “You have been accused of killing civilians on Naboo.” you, what do you have to say for yourself?