A Fist in the Woods [Silver Jedi Broken Gate training]

[Travot Ravenna]

Travot kept his eyes closed. The leaves in the towering Wroshyr trees rustled as a breeze swept down from the Silver Rest. Birds suffused the air with muted chirps and distant songs from branches hundreds of meters away. A tempered breeze caressed his weathered face before gently drifting down to disperse at his feet to push a handful of red-gold leaves away. He took a deep breath in and began to reach out into the tranquil woods with his mind.

Some jedi before him had described feeling the Force as colored threads, but that seemed a far too simple of an experience to him. His spirit felt the steadfast tranquility of the trees, the inquisitiveness of the birds, and the careful wariness of the katarn silently observing him from a distant hill. It was an infinitely intricate melody full of raw emotion colored by shades of subtlety. A muted smile slowly crept across his bronzed face.

“Why did I ever leave this place?” muttered the man.

It was purely rhetorical, of course.

He knew why he continued to sojourn into the Unknown Regions.

Kashyyyk and most of the worlds around it may be at peace, but the fringes of the galaxy remained in a constant flux of turmoil, even more so with the Ssi'Ruuk's fell destruction of the First Order.

He breathed in more fully, plunging his consciousness deeper into the currents of the Force; feeling the flow and ebb of all of the life around him. Countless primal emotions and thoughts from the local wildlife whispered to him. He felt them, acknowledged them, and let them pass through him. Yet it was not over. A never ending stream of thought and emotions continued to pour through him as his reached out more and more into the Force. Finally, he felt the presence of a fully developed intelligence stirring not too far away.

His emerald green eyes fluttered open.

The first of his students had arrived.

 

[Misu Suwa]

The presence he felt was not that of any student he'd ever met, but it was definitely the presence of a Jedi. Misu, as young as she was, made an effort to get to know each and every Jedi that served in the Order with her. She figured the friendlier she was, the more the higher ranking Jedi would like her and the sooner she'd find a Master to take her on...though she'd never met this one. As the Youngling hopped down from one of the giant trees, landing on a few branches and immediately hopping off until she got to the ground, she looked up and smiled at the man. "Hello!~" She said happily. "I don't think we've met before. Are you new or something?" It wasn't odd for older Jedi to come there. Master Natuka and Okuro did it, after all.

 

[Domino]

Bare blue feet picked their way carefully through the undergrowth of the forest path. Domino was someone that believed you were never too old to learn and she was willing to take up anyone on an offer of teaching. This 'Broken Gate' thing sounded pretty intriguing if fairly similar to her own coup de vitesse. Regardless, she'd find anything useful to add to her own skill set and remember the rest as something to defend against. Beside her strode her decades-long companion, Myunnah, her leathery-black skin dully gleaming under the early light after the bath Domino had given the Tuk'ata. Domino herself was wearing a loose-fitting pair of cargo pants and a tight black tank top, her preferred work-out clothes when training in armor was impractical.

Upon finding the clearing occupied, the pair stopped, Myunnah turning her head questioningly to look over at her 'pack leader' only to close her eyes in contentment as Domino's fingers skritched their way through her head ridges. She knew that they were to wait until the others were ready and not to barge in.

[member="Misu Suwa"] [member="Travot Ravenna"]

 

[Seth Brackson]

While Seth did prefer to travel quite often. Kashyyyk was starting to become a place he returned to quite frequently. Mostly because a lot of his training was done on this planet. A year and a half ago. Seth would of probably found that notion to be insane. Though at that time Master Yuroic had taking him under his wing, and began teaching him a variety of different skills. From knowledge and application to various forms of lightsabers, to some techniques within the force, to most recently archery. To list a few of the things.

Though his master also encouraged Seth to reach out to other's to aid in furthering his development of various skills. Which is what Seth was now doing. He figured due to some... Quirks with the lightsaber and shoto he wielded. Seth needed to develop fighting techniques which allowed him options to lean upon in combat aside from his blades in close quarters. Not that he was willing to completely move away from them. A lightsaber was too powerful of a tool in his arsenal to completely set aside. It was still a necessity for him to be able to approach a situation with as many options on the field as he could possibly manage to bring.

So, when word a jedi known by the name of [member="Travot Ravenna"] was offering training in a hand to hand style known as Broken Gate. Seth was to say the least excited by the prospect of learning such. So, there he was moments later. Trecking through the forest deciding to quietly move through the branches. His footwork light and silent. While he dressed in a pair of charcoal grey hooded robes, and black pants paired with a pair of black shoes. He kept his hood up over his concealing most of his facial features through it's shadow.

When he arrived near the clearing Seth noticed two things rather quick. A clearing where the supposed teacher was apparently ending his meditation, and a young girl [member="Misu Suwa"] whom he never saw before. Who was approaching the teacher and introducing herself to him. What wasn't so quick for Seth to pick up, though which did not take more than a quick sweep of his gaze over the clearing, was the presence of [member="Domino"] and her Tuk'ata companion. Who had been standing on the opposing side of the clearing, near the edge. Domino's face was familiar to Seth.. He tried to recall where from. Then remembered back to the crafting project involving the kyber crystal meditation necklaces that was supposed to act as a opportunity for padawans and masters to interact with one another. He was pretty certain he saw her face there once before, and she wasn't the type of individual easily forgotten. As for the creature with her.. Seth was mesmerized almost. He loved animals and beasts of all sorts, and was for awhile now inspired to find some animal companions for himself.

So, not wanting to quite yet bother the prospective teacher, and the girl's introductions with eachother. Seth carefully made his way around the edges of the clearing over to Domino. Where he dropped down a respectful distance away onto the ground. Then approached in a gradual yet relaxed manner to introduce himself to both the woman and her creature companion. Seth was very practiced in calming his nerves, and emotions at this point. Though it was still not a perfected technique. Yet, he knew enough to be respectful towards a creatures boundaries. Especially, one who was bonded to another individual. Seth didn't want to make himself out as a threat to either the master Twi'lek or the Tuk'ata. "Hello.. I believe I have seen you before. At the meditation necklace crafting ceremony Master Celeste Rigel hosted. My name is Seth Brackson." Seth spoke out to the Twi'lek in a greeting. While trying to keep his voice down to not interrupt the conversation in the clearing. "May I inquire about your companion? It's name and how you got it?" Seth turned his eyes towards the creature as indication to what he meant. His fascination, and a hint of a strongly attempted suppressed excitement was noticeable.

Seth in this instance could not help himself. He knew the training in Broken Gate was the overall goal for the day. Though while they had yet to begin. Seth did not see too much harm in meeting a new person, offering a more proper introduction, and learning about a creature he never stumbled upon before. He was tempted to reach out with the force to it, and practice beast control which was a force technique his mentor had trained him in. Though again Seth was respectful of boundaries, and felt that would be inappropriate for him to do when this creature already shared a connection to whomever this Twi'lek woman was. However, he was also going to be sure that when the time called for it. He turned his attention over to the instructor for the day.

 

[Matt the Radar Tech]

KASHYYYK​

Training Area, The Jungle​

[member="Travot Ravenna"] | [member="Misu Suwa"] | [member="Domino"] | [member="Seth Brackson"]​

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It had been a long time since Thol had visited the tropical world of Kashyyyk.

When was the last time?

Nonetheless, it hadn't taken long for the young Jedi to re-familiarize himself with most of the planets quirks and characteristics. Thol had forgotten how big the trees were, some miles high from the forest floor. It was awe inspiring, especially as the Jedi began to make his descent toward the organized training area that he had been informed of previously, as he flipped and jumped from huge branch to huge branch. For the most part, the local wildlife seemed reluctant to engage, which suited Thol just fine.

Dressed in a simple training outfit, composed of a t-shirt, baggy pants and combat boots, he was ready to begin learning more about the Broken Gate martial art. In his time as a Jedi, Thol had looked into some sources for combat training, wanting to improve his abilities as a Silver Shadow. Broken Gate had been a listed form, but there hadn't been much information available at the time, so it was great to know someone in the Order knew it.

And even better he is willing to teach it!

Some time later, Thol made his final jump and landed in a small clearing that was populated by four individuals. Each seemed ready and dressed for the occasion, which made the young Jedi smile, as he was glad to see serious learners present. With a scratch of his shoulder, Thol walked over to the group and nodded his head, looking between them all.

"Fellow Jedi, good to meet you," He said, taking a second glance at the Tuk'ata. "I'm Thol. Looking forward to training today!"

Isn't that a Sith hound?

 

[Travot Ravenna]

A wan smile crept across Travot's face as he met [member="Misu Suwa"].

"Hello," offered the knight, reaching out with a hand to shake her's.

Almost immediately, he recognized how awkward that might be to her. Some jedi, particularly those steeped in tradition or in the routine of living at the academies may have bowed. He supposed that was the proper way to greet another Jedi. Have I really spent too much time around rough company? The uninitiated need us more than each other perhaps...He quickly recused himself. Well, that's an arrogant thought. Good one Travot...those non-force users are helpless without you. Totally helpless...what an excuse for unpolished manners...He briefly made eye contact with her.

"My name is Travot."

Her figure seemed slight to him, not one particularly suited to brawling. He would likely focus more on teaching her different joint-locks once they passed they passed the basic movements rather than brute force brawling that Broken Gate practicioners were often known for. But the man had lasted long enough to fringe to that not only were appearances deceptive, but sometimes grit could substitute effectively for strength. He would keep an eye on her. He turned his attention to several others who had gathered, making quick note of the unusual beast that accompanied [member="Domino"]. It seemed docile enough, and he didn't feel an immediate sense of danger from concentrating on it with the Force, yet he found himself wary. Too many times of being hunted by creatures like that in the wild...He quickly dismissed the thought. He briefly cleared his throat before calling out to them.

"You are here for some brief instruction in Broken Gate, yes? If you'll please come over here and pick out a training partner..."

A fifth figure emerged from the woods, a lanky padawan wearing the brown robes of the Hawk-bat clan. Judging from his facial characteristics, Travot guessed that he wasn't entirely human, but quite possibly part kiffar as well. He immediately moved towards Misu. Travot thought they would be a good sparring match.

"One of you lucky, or not so lucky, gentlebeings will be stuck with me later on...but first we'll talk about some basics after you guys get situated..."


| [member="Seth Brackson"] | [member="Thol Amroth"]

 

[Domino]

Perhaps bringing her companion along hadn't been the wisest of choices given the the looks they were receiving, but at least one of the Jedi were curious enough to come forward to inquire. Myunnah turned her head to look aver at Domino at the questioning and received more head scratches as the Twi'lek thought back. She didn't remember Seth from the practice and he looked a little old to be a padawan, but then most of her attention had been taken up by a curious youth wanting to know about clones of all things. Perhaps she'd found her calling as a teacher to children? The thought made her smile a little which she quickly fought under control least he thought she was laughing at him.

"You may, I'm Domino and she's Myunnah." She prodded at her side, "Go on, say hello."
Mouth opening, black lips pulling back to reveal ivory teeth, the Sith Hound took a step towards [member="Seth Brackson"] to sniff at him, the air currents ruffling his hair as she invaded his personal space. Looking back at Domino over her shoulder, her head cocked to the side, "Isss it snaack?" Her voice was deep and guttural as if the words didn't quite fit in her mouth.
"No!" Domino reprimanded with mock severity and a swipe at her flank and with a very serious scowl. Though she could feel the amusement openly rolling off the Tuk'ata at its intimidation attempt after being dismissed as a mere beast before. "Don't be mean, this is why we're socializing you, so they can learn. Sorry about her," She said turning to Seth again. "She thinks its funny to try scaring people." She said this with another mock glare for Myunnah. "Dzwolut qo nwûl châts saarai," she told her, instructing her friend to go peacefully and watch so she could learn. "We can talk more later but I think we're about to begin." She asked and tried to change the subject as she stepped more fully into the clearing to give their teacher better attention. For her part, Myunnah padded off with a flick of her tail to find someplace soft to watch the proceedings from.


[member="Travot Ravenna"] [member="Thol Amroth"] [member="Misu Suwa"]

 

[Ashelia]

Ashelia
Post 1
Location: Forest outside of Silver Rest, Clearing
[member="Thol Amroth"] [member="Domino"] [member="Travot Ravenna"] [member="Seth Brackson"]

A diminutive Initiate was one of the last to arrive at the clearing for the training session. Knowing that she was a bit late, Ashelia gave a short bow to the rough-featured leader of the group as her heterochromatic gaze met his green-eyed visage. Then, she quietly approached the group and listened to the man as the leader introduced himself and gave the group his first instructions.

Clad within a pair of high-waisted gym shorts and a training crop top, Ashelia had only had a few minutes to change out of her temple robes and to make the long trek to the clearing outside of Silver Rest. She was already sweating lightly from the walk, but otherwise, Ashelia felt energetic and prepared to learn.

Before she had attained the ability to feel and manipulate the Force, Ashelia had not bothered with any form of martial arts. After all, she presumed that she lacked the stature necessary to defend herself against any sort of assailant. However, the Force had opened up new possibilities for her and she knew that there were ways in which one could channel the metaphysical energies within their body to make their strikes stronger, faster, and more precise. In essence, the Force could also be channeled within to make oneself a paragon of physical perfection, but only through intense training, meditation, and discipline cultivated over a long period of time.

When Travot directed those within the group to pair up, Ashelia’s gaze traveled across the gathered figures until her eyes landed on the tall figure of the Kiffar she had seen on Chalacta while training telekinesis. With a deep intake of air, Ashelia approached the fair-skinned Kiffar and made locked her gaze onto his stark blue eyes.

“My name is Ashelia. Would you like to be sparring partners?” The Initiate introduced herself without a hint of apprehension in her soprano tone, though the diminutive Elzeri was well aware of the fact that she was deliberately choosing a training partner who would present a glaring mismatch. However, it was in her nature to go after the most daunting challenges. If Ashelia were any different, she wouldn’t be anywhere near a Jedi Temple in the first place.

 

[Seth Brackson]

Seth was a bit caught off guard when the creature spoke asking if he was food. He listened to the exchange between [member="Domino"] and the creature. Then turned his attention momentarily towards the instructor [member="Travot Ravenna"] then back to Domino and nodded his agreement. He most certainly had much more to learn apparently. As for his rank. Age did not always properly translate to experience. Though he had a strong connection to the force. He still had quite a ways to go when it came to understanding all the ways it worked, and the techniques associated with it.

Seth glanced at the other members of the group. Studying each one of them, and noting an individual showing up a bit later to the area. Seth himself wasn't entirely sure who would make for the best matchup for him to be partnered against. The selection to choose from was unique. Therefore, he was more than content just focusing his attention to seeing who partnered up with whom, and if one wished to spar with him great. If he ended up with the instructor that would also be fine.

[member="Ashelia"] [member="Thol Amroth"] [member="Misu Suwa"]

 

[Matt the Radar Tech]

KASHYYYK​

Training Area, The Jungle​

[member="Travot Ravenna"] | [member="Misu Suwa"] | [member="Domino"] | [member="Seth Brackson"]​

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"Oh, hey I remember you from Chalacta," Thol said as he looked toward the humanoid approaching. "Master Aquila's lesson, right? I'm Thol, in case you don't recall. Good to see you again."

The offer for being a sparring partner seemed fine, so the Kiffar nodded. He was thoroughly excited to get started, his combat abilities continuing to increase everyday, and a part of Thol wanted to be the individual selected to face Travot... but for now, the basics were fundamental and important, so there was no need to get too ahead of himself.

"Have you been keeping up with your telekinesis training?"

It was mainly idle chat, until the lesson began formally, yet Thol was still interested in the development of other Jedi. And given his skill in using the Force to move objects, perhaps there was opportunity to further assist another learner of the mystical energy that surrounded all in the galaxy. After martial arts, of course.

"Do you know much about Broken Gate?"

 

[Domino]

Domino had been about to push Seth towards the rather curvy newcomer with the pink hair to use as his partner, hey she thought the kid had a chance, but then she went over to the Kiffar and it looked like they already knew each other. That left the rather bubbly girl who had been talking to Travot. That made her a little less willing push him towards the girl though she thought they might more equal sparring partners than she herself would be. Ideally the two would face each other and leave the more experienced knight to herself which would have worked so long as they both managed to resist making a game of it. Fortunately he looked a bit serious for that but Seth still looked to have to much of a physical and possibly experience edge over the other padawan. So unless she was overthinking, she should use her own experience teaching to not overwhelm the kid and leave the instructor free to walk and teach or switch the girl in and out of the pairs.

"How about it kid? I'll give you a handicap." She asked Seth. It actually wouldn't be that bad for him, he had the height advantage over her. But then, so had nearly everyone she'd ever fought with or sparred against.
[member="Seth Brackson"] Thol Amroth Travot Ravenna Misu Suwa

 

[Asaraa Vaashe]

There had been a time when you couldn't have dragged Asaraa away from the forests of Kashyyyk, when she'd spent hours, even days running barefoot through the trees just revelling in the sheer depth of the force that surrounded her. Of course, it also had to be pointed out that at hte same time she'd had head-tails and montrals, a lot had changed for her in the years since she'd arrived on Kashyyyk and yet the forests seemed as vast and ageless as ever. It was awe-inspiring and terrifying in it's own way, but a welcome reminder of how welcoming the planet could be. Still...she wasn't here to spend att day enjoying the breeze flowing around the trees, as tempting as it was. The young Jedi pulled her attention away from the cool touch of the air and padded towards the others, slipping into the group as she rested her attention on the man who'd called them all here. Training in unarmed combat wasn't something she'd ever considered before, but the more she thought about it the more useful she realised it could be...so here she was. She'd even tried to be early before she'd gotten distracted by her trip down memory lane.