The Mentor
How long had it been since he had visited the Silver Jedi Temple. By the Force, he wasn't sure. He didn't get around the area very often. He was so busy traveling, training, and fighting that fight against slavery like he did. Not that he didn't do anything else, of course. There were Sith to fight, crime rings to stop, and Jedi stuff to do. He had little to no time to visit the Silver Jedi Temple, even if his alliance with them wasn't always apparent.
Alas, he liked to check in once in awhile, as the Jedi Master would stroll into the Temple. He didn't have his hood up anymore, he had become comfortable enough to allow himself to be seen, approached and spoken to if anyone wished. He pondered how the Padawans were being taught, and if everyone was remembering just why they had come to the Silver Jedi...
Alas, he liked to check in once in awhile, as the Jedi Master would stroll into the Temple. He didn't have his hood up anymore, he had become comfortable enough to allow himself to be seen, approached and spoken to if anyone wished. He pondered how the Padawans were being taught, and if everyone was remembering just why they had come to the Silver Jedi...
