Corvus Raaf
Adieu...
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Corvus carried a small box under her arm. It was late morning and she’ just been taking a class of Younglings on the subject of the Code. Today’s lesson was all about conquering recklessness — often a challenge for the young, and sometimes the not so young.
She made her may to a small clearing in the Ossus grounds, surrounded by mature trees — a natural amphitheatre for learning about the saber. Once there, she put the box down and pulled out a training saber. There were a variety of sizes and styles, from curved Mavashi hilts to double bladed variants.
She activated her chosen saber with a familiar snap-hiss. The blue blade seemed to be working perfectly, so she turned it off and clipped it to her belt before removing her cloak and folding it neatly before placing it next to the box.
As she waited for the person she was training to arrive, she performed a few moves in her preferred Form — Soresu. In truth she had no idea what the newcomer already knew or what Form they’d prefer to learn, but as long as it wasn’t the seventh, Corvus had enough knowledge to teach a Padawan.
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