Session [Imperial Knights]

[Darth Metus]

Frontier Base "Jagged", Bakura

Recent history had seen the unification of various scattered pieces: each an integral part of a greater whole. The Imperial Spirit was not lost in the Galaxy, and resurgence was on the horizon. With each passing day, the movement stirring within the Unknown Regions grew stronger. Warlords abandoned their seats of avarice to pledge support to the growing host, recruits from all about the stars flocked in droves...and a Knightood rekindled its flame.

In order to face down the Darkness wreaking havoc about the Galaxy, the Imperial Knights returned from the pages of history. United by their cause, their midst mustered en masse upon the distant world known as Bakura. Recent operations had seen an Imperial presence somewhat established there, including the erection of a prefabricated garrison base. Dubbed "Frontier Base Bagged", this imposing structure was now the temporary base of operations for the Knighthood.

And today, it would be a place of training.

Many new recruits had joined since the movement began, and instruction was in need of occurring. As such, the Council of Barons had ordered a series of "open sessions" to commence. These "sessions" would consist of the whole Knighthood gathering together in order to collaboratively train. Some would spar with the saber whilst others would impart wisdom regarding the Force. In truth, it was a free-for-all; one intended to allow the Knights to learn...and to mesh with their new comrades.

As for Veriks-Kel, one of the most recent members of the Knighthood, a sparring partner was of the top priority. He was not the greatest duelist in the world, nor did he pretend to be, yet he aspired to push his saberplay to the next level. As such, whilst his comrades trained all about the central "courtyard", the Clone simply waited. Seated upon the ground, a standard, Imperial training saber rested upon his lap. His legs were crossed, his arms were folded, and his eyes were closed in a meditative manner. Hopefully a curious soul would happen upon him...hopefully he could get some training in.

[member="Wovoka Vos"] | [member="Julius Sedaire"] | [member="Sai Fel"] | [member="Logan Falkov"] | [member="Abric Korne"]​

 

[Abric Korne]

...the central courtyard was rife with activity. As he stepped out into the open Abric couldn't help but recognize how many young faces there were in attendance. It struck him as a bit of an irony that he was likely one of the oldest men here. When he was young Abric had received some training in the force from the Sun Guard, by that time a Sith Cult rather than a feared Mercenary force, however what he knew paled in comparison to what any established organization could have taught him. In all reality Abric knew that he wasn't particularly strong in the force, basic applications are likely all that he could ever hope to attain when it came to force manipulation but he did know how to fight...

...a training saber was in the palm of his right hand, Abric was still acquainting himself to the difference in weight compared to other melee weapons, he scanned the courtyard and walked further into its confines. Many of the other squires and trainees appeared to be mingling, testing themselves in the application of the force but Abric had other ideas as he moved around his peers slowly, navigating the courtyard as he took it all with a quiet appreciation of what was occurring here...

...eventually he happened upon [member="Veriks-Kel"], seated on the ground with legs crossed and arms folded, a training similar to the one Abric was holding resting in his lap. Looking at him Abric would raise his left hand, rub his bearded chin and ask..."You know how to use that thing?"...the man was probably far more established in the Imperial Knights than Abric was but he wasn't intimidated. The Sun Guard had taught Abric a lot of things, most of them about combat. Besides if Abric wanted to move up the ranks quickly he'd need to show his mettle against the strongest opponents he could find...

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