Mantic Dorn
Old school...
He pressed his steps slightly as he walked through the hallways of the temple. It was here he lived most of his life these days and he had started to grow accustomed to the idea that Jedi temples rise and falll. It is the jedi themselves that are the temple however, not the structures.
Despite that insight there were physical items, artifacts, that held great importance to the jedi.
The door slid open as the Grand Master of the Republic Knights approached it and he could sense the warm tingling sensation originating from inside it.
It was here he had finally placed the Muntuur stones. They would offer great training opportunities to those that trained in the Republic Force Enclave but access was limited. The stones were not toys and he personally approved and supervised the usage of them. Today however, it was he himself that would use them.
To practice with the awesome Muntuur stones had become his privilege of late. While they were not powerful weapons in themselves they had been used by masters for ages, imbuing them with their force signatures and offering training to such a degree that it was hard to find elsewhere.
This was where he found peace at mind, calmness and safety from the darkness that had been surrounding them all for such a long time.
Sitting down he closed his eyes and prepared.
For this he would need to harness all the strength and power of the light that he could.
He was about to put himself to the test.
Despite that insight there were physical items, artifacts, that held great importance to the jedi.
The door slid open as the Grand Master of the Republic Knights approached it and he could sense the warm tingling sensation originating from inside it.
It was here he had finally placed the Muntuur stones. They would offer great training opportunities to those that trained in the Republic Force Enclave but access was limited. The stones were not toys and he personally approved and supervised the usage of them. Today however, it was he himself that would use them.
To practice with the awesome Muntuur stones had become his privilege of late. While they were not powerful weapons in themselves they had been used by masters for ages, imbuing them with their force signatures and offering training to such a degree that it was hard to find elsewhere.
This was where he found peace at mind, calmness and safety from the darkness that had been surrounding them all for such a long time.
Sitting down he closed his eyes and prepared.
For this he would need to harness all the strength and power of the light that he could.
He was about to put himself to the test.