Altair smiled very slightly, though it didn't quite reach his eyes. He knew he wasn't to blame for it, but he still felt bad for keeping it to himself for so long, when there were places in his own world that saw Force sensitives in much the same way that mages were seen here.
"I'd love nothing more either. Magic just is, much like the Force in my own world. It's hard to ascribe morals to a force of nature. The Force has a light side and a dark side and there are those who think that the dark side itself is evil, but what ultimately matters is what you do with the gift you've been given."
That was what he believed, anyway. He saw magic in much the same way.
"Plus I think people need to sit down and think about why they think punishing the whole for the actions of a few is justified, when there seems to be about twenty or thirty morally bankrupt Templars for each one of those few mages."
He sighed, and looked into the fire, falling quiet for a moment, "Force sensitives aren't normally treated the way mages are here, but... I wasn't entirely truthful. There are places- certain groups of people- who see us as... Contaminated. Impure. They think that being Force sensitive means that there's something... Wrong with you, somehow."
Altair was small already, though seemed even smaller as he spoke, "My people- the Chiss- see us like that. I wasn't born where my people are from, but... From what I understand, some Chiss are made to use drugs or have surgeries that cut them off from the Force. Some are sent away from all they know- exiled- to try their luck elsewhere. And if any Chiss is found using their powers, then they're executed- without question, without trial."
A very small shrug before he continued, his voice much quieter, "My family saw the Force like that."
He probably didn't need to elaborate on what that meant. When someone saw someone else as being made wrong somehow, it wasn't exactly usually met with kindness.
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"I'd love nothing more either. Magic just is, much like the Force in my own world. It's hard to ascribe morals to a force of nature. The Force has a light side and a dark side and there are those who think that the dark side itself is evil, but what ultimately matters is what you do with the gift you've been given."
That was what he believed, anyway. He saw magic in much the same way.
"Plus I think people need to sit down and think about why they think punishing the whole for the actions of a few is justified, when there seems to be about twenty or thirty morally bankrupt Templars for each one of those few mages."
He sighed, and looked into the fire, falling quiet for a moment, "Force sensitives aren't normally treated the way mages are here, but... I wasn't entirely truthful. There are places- certain groups of people- who see us as... Contaminated. Impure. They think that being Force sensitive means that there's something... Wrong with you, somehow."
Altair was small already, though seemed even smaller as he spoke, "My people- the Chiss- see us like that. I wasn't born where my people are from, but... From what I understand, some Chiss are made to use drugs or have surgeries that cut them off from the Force. Some are sent away from all they know- exiled- to try their luck elsewhere. And if any Chiss is found using their powers, then they're executed- without question, without trial."
A very small shrug before he continued, his voice much quieter, "My family saw the Force like that."
He probably didn't need to elaborate on what that meant. When someone saw someone else as being made wrong somehow, it wasn't exactly usually met with kindness.