Merynn considered their words thoughtfully, looking deep into the others as they spoke. Their passions inflamed her own, their sentiments echoed through the force and in her heart. She felt how strongly they felt, and in turn it strengthened her own resolve. Though for what, the knight could not be certain...<br/><br/>She nodded, finally lifting her eyes back up to Jaidam, "You speak truly... the Jedi are sworn to defend the Republic. Even if we dissent from some of its actions, the whole must be preserved for the good it does in the lives of trillions."<br/><br/>"Should we make peace with the Mandalorians- will the galaxy truly be better for it?" She asked, turning to Lun and to Myara, "The Masters are all wise and powerful- strong in the force. They claim... they claim that some great evil will arise from this war. Yet it seems that the evil is already upon us..."<br/><br/>At last, Shaala spoke and her words were the most impassioned of the four. She nodded, softly and subtly, and then spoke, "The Force... we are all bound by its will, yet I agree that it is not harmonious, and strife among those who wield it is not uncommon... There are many who say that for there to be light, there must be dark. That there will always be Sith to oppose the Jedi... Yet the Sith Lords Exar Kun and Ulic Qel-Droma are dead- their fledgling empire scattered. Where is the darkness now?"<br/><br/>She inhaled, "Perhaps this is a foe unlike a fallen Jedi or the Sith. Perhaps the darkness of our time- is<em>this </em>foe. These crusaders... they've brought about more destruction and suffering than any Sith Lord has in hundreds of years."<br/><br/>Merryn frowned, "I have faced the dark side... but I know not what to make of these warriors. I have never met a Mandalorian..."