There is Knowledge [Open to SSC - PM for Invite]

[Krux Mullarus]

A new notification would appear on the personal devices of the Silver Sanctum Students at the Acadeny on Voss. If they would choose to open it, they would be greeted by an actual-size holographic projection of Jedi Knight Mullarus, standing at his full height of 6'3" and clad in his normal white and beige jedi robes. Arms crossed over his torso, he would nod to whoever was holding the device projecting him.

"Greetings, my fellow Silver Jedi. In case I have neglected to introduce myself to you during my years on Voss, I am Krux Mullarus, Jedi Knight of the Sanctum."​

The Knight's voice was calm and deep, and after his formal introduction, he would pull the hood off of his head, letting his short black hair become known to the holographic projector as well as the scars on his face, which would give the viewer a sense of the Knight's experience in battle.

"I'm sending this message to all students at the Academy on Voss as an invitation. At the week's end, I will be holding a class on Academy grounds open to any students who wish to come by for questions, answers, lectures, whatever you wish. The topic will be up to you, the student.

"Of course, I invite any other Jedi Knight and Masters who want to come, too. Whether you, too, will come to seek knowledge, or to pass it on is up to you. All are welcome. I look forward to seeing you. Mullarus out." he would finish with, the hologram dissapearing, leaving only the knowledge left behind.

Unless the student hit the replay button.

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At week's end

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Krux Mullarus sat in meditation inside of a small, dojo-like building that was close to the Voss Academy, though many may wonder if it had truely been here all this time. The building sat secluded next to a river that snaked through the colorful forest, morning dew shining off of the fauna as the sun hung low in the morning sky.

Within, across from the Jedi Knight who sat cross-legged at the back of the room, were assorted colored mats and pillows for students and other Jedi to sit upon. The walls were decorated with assorted wooden training weapons, from kendo to staves to decorative shields and hanging jedi robes. An observant student would probably be able to decipher that this small dojo-like abode was originally a dueling site for students that Knight Mullarus simply redecorated for the day.

Finally, Week's End was here, and Mullarus exhaled deeply as he stood up. Who all, if any, would show, he wondered? Did the Silvers aside from Master Harrison and Setzi respect him as a Jedi Knight, or would he always be a washed-up ex-Sith undeserving of any respect?

Goodness, Setzi. She would have gotten the message, too. He hadn't seen his beloved in weeks after sending her away to complete her trials outside of his vision. He hadn't heard from her since the night that Sith Lord came to Voss. Was she still here? Did she fall to the temptations of the Dark Side again?

Breathe, Mullarus. Relax. Time will tell. Just be patient. There is no chaos, there is harmony...

Mullarus nodded, taking another deep breath and heading outside to the steps leading up into the dojo, standing by the doorway and looking out into the forest. He smiled, stunned by its beauty. "What a lovely world the Sanctum picked for the Academy..."

The Knight waited and watched for any who would turn up to his event. Once again, his heart leapt with joy. He felt like a Sith Knight again, training acolytes. Teaching. It helped him find peace. Maybe now, he could do it with the Jedi, as well.

Spoiler

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"] / [member="Sorel Crieff"] / [member="Xander Stanforth"] / [member="Tyyni Oluja"] / [member="Setzi Lunelle"] / [member="Sia Ike"] / [member="George O Rourke"] / [member="Freyia Whitelight"] / [member="Joza Perl"] / [member="Vorian Adasca"] / [member="Connor Harrison"] / [member="Valae Kitra"] / [member="Maya Whitelight"] / [member="Théodred Heavenshield"] / @Alcuin

 

[Dravis Rosilla]

Voss had always been home for Tiny. Ever since he could remember, he had lived on the planet, enjoyed it's calm forests and peaceful towns. The Force seemed to flow through Voss like a cleansing stream, dragging the Dark away out into the galaxy.

Tyyni had received the message while he was in his room, practicing Soresu. The orbits of the form felt comfortable to him, fluid, like the Force. He had just spun around deftly, his blade making a low arc, when he had heard a beeping on his home terminal. He listened to the message intently, and planned to be there. He had met Knight Mullarus before, and the Hutt had acquired quite a bit of wisdom from the encounter. If the Jedi Knight had more wisdom to impart on Tyyni, he would most certainly be there.

Padawan Oluja found himself sliding along a stone path. He'd never traveled to this side of the Academy, but he wished he had. The trees were lush, the dew of the morning still congregating in the leaves. Eventually, Tyyni saw the slow-flowing river, and the small dojo. "This is the place," the Hutt muttered to himself, hands behind his back. His eyes drifted up to the man, standing in the doorway. Definitely Knight Mullarus. Tyyni tried to make eye contact with the Knight, and bowed as he slithered closer.

[member="Krux Mullarus"]

 

[Dune Rhur]

[member="Krux Mullarus"] [member="Tyyni Oluja"]

The Bith quietly entered the old building and sat in the corner, cross-legged. A Jedi's education was never complete and he wanted to learn from this often silent one. The Hutt student Tyyni had come in first, showing his own eagerness to learn. The Bith approved of that in a student.

Outwardly, Mullarus was as stoic as ever but Dune realised that he was likely nervous. That was normal and even good as it showed that he cared. But he'd temper his nerves with calm and purpose. He was Jedi and that was what they did.

 

[Akio Diachi]

Akio was a servant of the Force, its willing and loyal servant. He craved nothing more than to learn more of it, to drink deeply of its wells of knowledge and go ever-further in learning about it. It guided him, it was his purpose, and he did not enforce his own will upon it.

The Chiss had heard of the Jedi Temple on Voss and felt the pull to go. He walked through the columns of the sanguine halls and began to immerse himself in learning what he could intuitively and through the archives. He was a mystic, a mystic in search of the Force's true meaning and what it was calling him to do.

In the Archives he overheard the open invitation to learn more about the Force. A dutiful student, he made a note if it and prepared.

That was what brought him here. A desire to learn more. His bare blue feet walked across the stone path up to the dojo, his cortosis Katana that he had made was strapped across the Chiss' back. His amulet around his neck glowed a calming blue with green hues, changing to its wearer awe and excitement at the endeavor. He had long been waiting for an opportunity like this one to arise, at last it had. His orange loose-fitting robes and hair caught in the soft breeze, fluttering slightly as he drew towards the entrance. He took a moment to enjoy the sensation before finding his way inside.

He quietly slipped in, giving the host a respectful bow, paying homage to the Force within Krux and those within the room.

[member="Dune Rhur"]
[member="Tyyni Oluja"]
[member="Krux Mullarus"]

 

[Freyia Whitelight-Carrick]

Even before she could push the button to say she was going she had a message to sent out to [member="Ronin Wendigo"] . Knowing that they was to met in the libary in a few hours to go digging into the archive some more about his past. Even then she wasn't sure how much he had told her mother which was helping him retain some of his force powers and long with memory. Making her on edge as the time drew near for this class to be held.

Finding out later on in the week from her mother that she would be joining them also this time around. Which made things a bit more nerous more shy of the situation at hand. Even being around other made her shy way to the the back so not to draw attention. What would ones think seeing her mother had join [member="Krux Mullarus"] to help. Either way she could help it but be nervous about the all, once again that voice of her mothers was speaking out that she needed to join more group classes. Get to know her fellow students.

Walking along the path that took her to the place noting all that she could about even then she couldn't help but go back to her being the archive and reading on place as this. As she got there seem to be already some that came before her. Thinking to herself great that she couldn't go hide herself until it was all over. Have to at less knowledge them all. Even then her skin started to take on a pinkish tone as it always did when she got nervous.

Knowing what her mother had taught her about the right way to greeting ones. First making sure that when she enter into the place she found Knight Krux bowing before him before speaking her peace. "Greetings Knight Mullarus it makes me glad to be here to learn today, I'm Padawn Whitelight." as she wouldn't give out her first name being not formal as this was a class setting not some social gathering.

Taking a few to see the other in the class room giving her bow now, "Greetings follow, students." as she made note that there was one was [member="Akio Diachi "]with blue skin. Was that a Hutt here also in the class room that puzzled her a bit but cared not to asked question that might have other looking at her like she wasn't all that smart. [member="Tyyni Oluja"] Then came the other none human looking person here that seem to have a calmness about him also[member="Dune Rhur"].

Finding herself taking a seat with her legs cross making sure there was room on both side for others people or hopping that no one wanted to feel that space so she felt so in closed.

 

[Théodred Heavenshield]

Théo had returned to Voss very tired after completely a mission on Ziost. As the young man grew so too his responsibilities, not only to himself but to those within the Sanctum. It is a Jedi's duty to seek knowledge, not just knowledge one gleans from 'books', but of the Force. Padawans, Knights, and Masters alike continue this journey from the day they are conceived until the day they become one with the Force. Théo suspected that the learning would not stop there either ..

The 'summon' had been received through a message from Knight Mullarus. He had met the man on Felucia who had saved his life, well they saved each other's lives he supposed .. with a little help from his father. Théo smiled remembering that day, the spittle in [member="Valae Kitra"] hair and on the back of his head, the bad breath of the Rancor, it took ages to get the smell out of his clothes and skin. He hoped to see Valae again, he liked her and he wondered how her training was going. She was so shy in countenance, raw within the Force and in a way it is a pity to clip such pure energy with constraints of dictum. But the same could be said of all those blessed ..

And so it was, that Théo walked along the path. Jumping from on stone to the next toward the rooms in which training would begin. Already some have arrived, a couple he knew, and so he greeted. There is a pretty one, a young one that took his eye for the moment as he allowed a gaze to fall over her. Such is the way of a young man coming of age.

Yet he moved toward the Knight, "Greetings Master Mullarus", he smiled before turning to those gathered around the Knight. "I am Théo Heavenshield".

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[member="Krux Mullarus"] | [member="Freyia Whitelight"] | [member="Akio Diachi "]| [member="Dune Rhur"] | [member="Tyyni Oluja"]​

 

[Joza Perl]

It was only recently that the pink-skinned Padawan had made the decision to remain on Voss and dedicate herself to the Silver Sanctum Coalition, and already she was trying to immerse herself as much as possible. The peaceful atmosphere seemed to breed peaceful Jedi in turn, at least from what she had seen. Regardless, she found the planet to be a better fit for her than Sullust.

Inwardly, she was actually pretty excited for her first group lesson. Joza had only met a few of the Silver Jedi so far, none of them being other Padawans. She was eager to learn more about how the Silver Sanctum worked.

What a beautiful place. She thought this nearly every time she set foot outside on the lush planet, still appreciative of being able to breathe fresh air. She’d never been the best at settling herself down to meditate, but she found herself able to calm down easier after spending even a short time on Voss. Taking her time as she headed towards the meeting area, the young Zeltron drank in her surroundings, as if absorbing the tranquility from the environment.

From the doorway of the dojo she spied a few familiar faces, but most she did not recognize. A Chiss male, a race she had rarely seen wearing some sort of glowing charm around his neck. The Hutt surprised her—she didn’t think that their kind tended toward the path of the Jedi, from what she’d seen. But then again, neither did Zeltrons. Their lifestyle was pretty much the opposite of that of the Jedi, and she’d had her own troubles adjusting. Her eyes landed on, surprisingly enough, another young woman with a similar pink tint in her skin. Her heart leapt in her chest at the realization. Is…she another Zeltron? She hadn’t encountered another of her kind since leaving Zeltros. A young man with dark hair and sharp blue eyes was the last of the unfamiliar faces, though she vaguely wondered if she’d seem him around the temple before.

A quick gaze toward the Bith in the corner and she inwardly smiled. Of course he’d be here. Turning her focus onto their teacher for the day, she approached Krux with a warm smile. “It’s good to see you again, Knight Mullarus.” Briefly she wondered where his lover was, wasn’t she a Padawan as well? Now that she had her attention on him, she could sense a bit of unease. “I look forward to learning from you again.” She finished, giving him a nod before moving sit beside the green-skinned Jedi who served as her mentor.

[member="Krux Mullarus"]/[member="Tyyni Oluja"]/[member="Dune Rhur"]/[member="Akio Diachi"]/[member="Freyia Whitelight"]/[member="Théodred Heavenshield"]

 

[Valae Heavenshield]

Valae had been enjoying her morning cup of tea when a transmission from Krux Mullarus came through. She sipped her calming herbal brew and listened to the message. A smile grew on her face when she heard that he was inviting members of the sanctum to a class. It would certainly be a great opportunity for any that sought some additional lectures, and Valae was immediately interested. Krux had been one of the first to help her when she had arrived on Voss, and she already knew that he was a natural teacher. Even if she had taken a bit of offense to his criticisms at the time, she knew now that he had only been trying to point out her flaws in order for her to grow. Now she only had to wait until the end of the week.
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Once the day had arrived, Valae made her way to a small dojo near the Academy. She’d never been there before, but had made her way using the instructions provided in Knight Mullarus’ message. The young woman was eager to learn, and she made her way inside with a bounce in her step. Valae peeked her head in the door and let her dark brown eyes scan the faces already present. There were few people that she recognized so far. Valae did see a couple of stand-outs in the crowd, she saw [member="Dune Rhur"], she’d only recently made his acquaintance. She also recognized Master Whitelight’s daughter, [member="Freyia Whitelight"], having traveled once with her to Sullust. However, there was once presence that jumped out at her; it was her Master’s son.

Valae entered with soft steps, and she smiled at [member="Krux Mullarus"] as she passed by. “Hello, Krux!” She said with a happy tone, but then cleared her throat. “I mean... Knight Mullarus.” She said with a slight apologetic hint in her voice, figuring that she should address him formally this time. He was leading their class after all; this was not a social call. The padawan moved through the other students and eventually came to stand next to Théo. It had been a while since she’d seen him, and she could swear that he’d grown a couple of inches in that short time. She would always remember the first time they met on Felucia... it had certainly been an adventure. It would be fun to go out exploring with the young man again, just as long as there were no Rancors involved.

“How have you been?” She asked quietly, nudging [member="Théodred Heavenshield"] gently with her elbow.

[member="Akio Diachi "],[member="Tyyni Oluja"], [member="Joza Perl"]

 

[Setzi Lunelle]

On her datapad, Setzi saw the notice of Knight Mullarus's teachings to both padawans and even more experienced Force users on Voss.

I need to support him. To help upload the principles of the light.

But truth be told, the padawan had been struggling as of late. Having time alone did not serve her well, and while the former Sith had not lapsed into bad habits, she felt lost in solitude. So that day, it felt reassuring to get dressed in her clean, somewhat rough-hewed padawan robes - could there be anything less uncomfortable at times? Setzi didn't think so - and make her way to the dojo which sat in a picturesque grove near the Academy.

All you need to do is maintain the facade of normalcy, Setzi. But she felt far from normal in the hushed environment of the dojo.

Entering through the doorway, she noted the colorful pillows, and her own teacher and companion sitting meditating at the front. The act of sitting quietly was something the padawan constantly struggled with, but today would be hopefully be different. A crimson colored pillow distracted her for a moment - colors of the Sith. She chose that one to perch on as if tempting fate. It's just a color after all. It has no meaning unless you give it power over you.

She nodded her head at Knight Mullarus in acknowledgement and as she passed him in the doorway, she said: "This is good for you. You are where you need to be." Setzi longed to say more, but it was not her place to do so. This was Knight Mullarus's stage, and she was merely an observer, a student receiving the lesson as the rest of them did. Still, even though she attempted warmth in the tone of her voice, there was an unmistakable waver there, a hint that she had been wrestling with old demons.

[member="Krux Mullarus"] [member="Joza Perl"] [member="Théodred Heavenshield"] [member="Freyia Whitelight"] [member="Akio Diachi "][member="Dune Rhur"] [member="Tyyni Oluja"]

 

[Krux Mullarus]

Padawans began to show. Krux's heart began to beat a little bit quicker, but he smiled and took a deep breath, finding his center. There is no chaos...there is harmony

Ironically, the first to arrive was [member="Tyyni Oluja"], the hutt he had met during his and Setzi's encounter with the Sith Lord on Voss weeks ago. He was quiet, mostly, and seemed to look up to Krux, which gave the Jedi Knight another reason to quell his aching pride and find humility. He had to give a good example for the little hutt. He gave a welcoming smile to the small slug creature in clean robes as he inched his way inside, "Good morning, Padawan Oluja. It's nice to see you again. Go ahead in and pick a spot, you're the first one here" he chuckled, still finding humorous irony in how the adorable little slug was the first to arrive.

Shortly after him came [member="Dune Rhur"], the Bith Knight whom he spoke briefly to during the gathering on...goodness, Krux couldn't even remember the planet's name. The party. Krux gave his fellow Jedi Knight a nod and a grin, "Always the seeker of knowledge, Knight Rhur. For that, I respect you. Take a seat, please, and we'll begin shortly."

After Knight Rhur came a man he'd never met. A chiss, a race whom, as far as Krux knew, mostly supported the Empire, so this was a surprise. He did his best not to get the itch to think he was some kind of spy and sizes him up curiously as he approached. He had some kind of sword on his back and a glowing green amulet that sparkled. It was beautiful. Krux smiled to the chiss, "Good morning, chiss. I am Knight Mullarus. Thank you for coming. Have a seat and we'll begin shortly. Lovely sword and amulet, by the way!" (@Akio Diachi)

Shortly after the strange chiss came a woman with a pink tint in her skin, which made him think of Joza. Another zeltronian? He gave her a smile and a polite nod as she introduced herself, feeling warmth engulf his heart at such kind manners, "Greetings, Padawan Whitelight. The honor is mine to teach such fine students." ([member="Freyia Whitelight"])

The next student, a young man with dark hair and bright blue eyes much like himself, surprised him. At first, what seemed like another adolescent young man introduced himself as [member="Théodred Heavenshield"], making Mullarus' eyes widen and feel a gasp escape him, "Théo? The legendary subdoer of Felucian Rancor?" he giggled, patting the young man on the shoulder, a bit taken a back at how much he'd grown since he last saw him back when he was still a fresh Padawan. "Ah, Théo, it's lovely to see you again. You've gotten taller, and I can really see your father in you now. Go on in, we'll start shortly, friend." He gave no comment to being referred to as 'Master Mullarus'. Not that he held himself in such high regard, he just knew Jedi students who referred to their teachers all as 'Master'.

After the Grandmaster's son - Prince of the Coalition - had gone inside, Krux chuckled to himself as he saw his pink-skinned friend approaching. "Padawan [member="Joza Perl"]. I heard you've decided to remain on Voss. I'm happy to hear it." he smiled, patting her gently on the arm, "Good to see you, too, friend. Head on inside."

Krux turned to see the lovely [member="Valae Kitra"] approaching now, softly chuckling at her less-formal introduction and reassuringly patting her arm as well, "Please, it's quite alright, Valae. Go on in, thanks for coming out this morning, friend."

With a good handfull of students here now, Krux contemplated beginning. Nah...let's wait a bit longer. he mused, leaning onto the wooden railing and watching to see if any others would be coming around.

 

[Maya Carrick]

The message had came across her desk as she let her morning hot herbal tea steam. Finding herself more then willing to lead a head to a fellow know of the order. Sending a message back in no time to inform [member="Krux Mullarus"] that she would be making a present. It was later that night over family dinner did her daughter [member="Freyia Whitelight"] inform her that she had gotten the same message that had made up her mind that she was going. This made Maya happen that her daughter was finally going to reach out a little to maybe social then be suck in her books all the time.


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Finding herself going by herself after she had a long time to walk in the nature herself to medicate on more then just this up come event. Even more so there was more to this then meets the eye today. Stepping in front of her daughter today was more then every. Even so couldn't help but wonder why the force had showed her the path that she had been on. One that told more then anything that her life had been with its bumps. Wondering if there was even more to a thought in her mind.

In her sliver robe that had the seal of the healers of the orders. Finding herself walk in already a room full of students some she knew well enough but others she didn't but had ran through the record. Even as she enter in her own way of her movement being that of something of grace. Even for her own age.

"Greetings Knight Mullarus thank you for putting this on today, I see that there is many student already came." as she turn to face the rest of the ones gathered.

"Greetings it makes me filled with joy to see so many bright young faces, I"m Master Whitelight." as she bow to the ones around before she moved off to the side waiting for more to come.

[member="Valae Kitra"] [member="Joza Perl"] [member="Théodred Heavenshield"] @Akio Diachi [member="Dune Rhur"] [member="Tyyni Oluja"]​

 

[Dravis Rosilla]

Tyyni smiled back as the Knight addressed him. It was nice to know that [member="Krux Mullarus"] hadn't forgotten him. To be completely fair, Padawan Oluja was a tough face to forget here on Voss. "It's an honor, Knight Mullarus. I look forward to your wisdom."

Sliding past, Tyyni coiled up in a far corner, away from most of the others. He was aware many hid dislikes for Hutts, including their greasy skin and bad breath. Padawan Oluja had made a point to take a shower and clean himself before the meeting. Even so, his skin was beginning to get oily again.

In his corner, Tyyni noticed another master enter. He had seen [member="Maya Whitelight"] around the Temple, but had never talked with her. Most of the others, though, he had no idea. He recognized [member="Setzi Lunelle"], but that was about it. Tyyni decided to keep to his corner. He wasn't here to socialize, anyways. He was here to learn. But, a little part of Tyyni wanted to greet everyone with a strong handshake and a bow. But the Hutt would rather not make anyone uncomfortable today.

[member="Valae Kitra"] [member="Joza Perl"] [member="Théodred Heavenshield"] [member="Freyia Whitelight"] @Akio Diachi [member="Dune Rhur"]

 

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[member="Krux Mullarus"] | [member="Tyyni Oluja"] | [member="Akio Diachi "]| [member="Dune Rhur"] | [member="Freyia Whitelight"]​

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It had if anything been sort one the few new routine he'd pick up since arriving in Voss. Where in most days after or when he was not in any heal session with any of the Masters. That he'd find himself in the company of Freyia in the library...but then no sooner had he left for the day. That he'd gotten the message about a class being held in ground by one the other Jedi. And that after much contemplation he come to the thought of ask her. Thought by chance it seem as if she knew before he even ask as her message came thru his com.

At any rate once he'd read it he then set off towards the assign location where the class seem be held. Where once he enter and taken note of all those gather that he sort began feel tad bit embarrassed. Seeing as best he could fathom he'd come in late at which case seeing Freyia mother in the distance as he slowly made his way towards her. Made to seem double his embarrassment but in any case push these thought aside he then carefully tap Freyia on the shoulder once he got near enough.

"So did i miss anything? Sorry for come bit late i sort well......got lost get here."

At which time seem unaware of who the others were in the room which in any case. Feeling so awkwardly out of place and sort in midst of all the somewhat new or completely new stranger. His nerves seem gotten the best of him as such. He sort unknowingly gravitated to the one person he knew...one who for the most part other than Master Coci. He'd somehow come to trust and sort rely on to help him in what he termed as getting learn his way round.
New strange world beyond that he'd know surviving on the streets....

 

[Krux Mullarus]

Then, he saw [member="Setzi Lunelle"], and his heart instantly skipped a beat. Through the mist and the morning dew, along with what appeared to be fresh, clean robes, she was perhaps the most comforting sight he'd seen all morning. He smiled as she started up the steps leading to where he was, her voice chasing away any anxiety he had felt prior. She was here, she was still a Jedi, even if she did sound and feel slightly different than when they had seperated for her training. He couldn't help himself. When she walked close enough, he gently wrapped his arms around her as if she may try to run off if he didn't. "I missed you, Setzi. These past weeks have felt empty without you." he let go of her after saying this and found himself grabbing for her hands, "Hey, uh...after this, can we talk? I'm eager to hear of your adventures in my absence, and I think we both need to relax a bit...for now, thank you for showing up...s-sweetheart" he smiled nervously, saying the final word a bit softer and more silently, as if all of the love he felt for her suddenly poured out in this very instant.

As he ushered her inside, the first Jedi Master had finally shown. [member="Maya Whitelight"] had contacted him prior to this week's end stating she would be coming around, and here she was right behind his beloved. His face flushed a shade of pink when he realized she might have seen him tripping over himself like a young lover with Setzi. "O-oh! Master Whitelight. Thank you for coming. Have a seat and we'll begin soon" he said with a polite bow, returning to the wooden railing.

One more Padawan showed soon after. The student of Coci Heavenshield, apparently, [member="Ronin Wendigo"]. Krux opened his mouth to greet him, but he said nothing and seemed preoccupied as he blew straight past him. Krux shrugged, figuring he may have been nervous, too.

A few more minutes. Then we'll get started...

 

[Tyberius Fel]

Uncharacteristically late, Vorian Adasca rapidly rushed through the trodden dirt path that led to the humble dojo-like building in the distance. Perched upon his outstretched arm, was the white feathered Arkanian Snow Eagle, Leto. The pet bird of prey had taken sick soon after arriving on Voss, with what Vorian had diagnosed as digestive trouble due to the local flora and bacteria present in the food on Voss that was foreign to the bird's gut. Thus, the Jedi Apprentice had spent all night tending to his pet; more accurately described as perhaps his only friend, to the point of Krux's holographic message slipping the young Jedi's mind.

The Dojo's door slid open, the distinctive silvery hair of Vorian's species easily drawing eyes. After a moment of standing frozen as if a bantha in speederlights, the Arkanian bowed his upper body. "Forgive me for arriving late." Vorian did not actually know if he was infact late, but he decided to apologize as a precaution anyhow. "My pet became gravely ill." He motioned a single hand to Leto, who had been idly pecking at one of it's wings, as white as it's masters' eyes -- eyes that scanned the various faces and bodies that idly stood in the Dojo. He saw shades of pink, the curves of females and the leaner bodies of the male Jedi. Vorian only personally knew two of them -- the Jedi Knight Dune Rhur, a marvelous if not slightly 'tough' teacher and his fellow Padawan, Tyyni, a skilled and agile fighter for his sluggish build, not to mention one that possessed admirable sportsmanship.

Vorian respectfully bowed to Dune before stepping to the side of Tyyni. "Greetings, friend. How are you?" As Vorian possessed, so far, a strictly teacher-pupil relationship with Dune, Tyyni was the only being there he could say he knew in a 'casual' manner.


[member="Maya Whitelight"] [member="Setzi Lunelle"] [member="Valae Kitra"] [member="Joza Perl"] [member="Théodred Heavenshield"] [member="Freyia Whitelight"] [member="Dune Rhur"] [member="Tyyni Oluja"] [member="Krux Mullarus"] [member="Ronin Wendigo"]

 

[Jenson Koraz]

[member="Krux Mullarus"][member="Vorian Adasca"][member="Tyyni Oluja"][member="Akio Diachi "][member="Dune Rhur"][member="Maya Whitelight"][member="Setzi Lunelle"][member="Valae Kitra"][member="Freyia Whitelight"][member="Théodred Heavenshield"]

The first time the message pinged on Jenson's datapad, he was deep in meditation and did not hear it. He did not see the message until several days later, as he rarely checked his datapad's messages, and when he did he was deep in the wilderness of Voss. By the time he returned he had forgotten it, and did not remember until his morning meditation. By then he was already late.

"If the Master will not have me because of it, so be it," Jenson said, standing up and brushing his robes smooth, still calm as ever. He rushed out of his room at the Academy proper and hurried towards the dojo described in the message. As he speed-walked, he couldn't help noticing just how peaceful and serene Voss was. It was almost as good as Tython. He would be happy here, as he purged the last of the darkness. He finally reached the dojo, hopefully not too late, and stepped inside. He put his right clenched fist into his left open palm and bowed slightly.

"Master, excuse my tardiness," he said, "I was meditating, and missed the initial call. I hope I am not too late." Jenson held his position and waited to be addressed.

 

[Taygeta Lightkeeper]

[member="Krux Mullarus"] | [member="Maya Whitelight"]

Taygeta plodded along, a bit nervous as she didn't know anyone here except for Maya Whitelight and Coci Heavenshield. She simply followed along as Master Whitelight advised her. She found her way to where the lecture was taking place and sort of peeked in shyly. Then, she saw Krux, to whom she'd wave a hand meekly.

"I'm not late for the lecture, am I?" she asked him. "Master Whitelight directed me here."

The bespectacled geneticist had a blank expression, but she was plainly nervous. She was, after all, a stranger in a strange land.

 

[Freyia Whitelight-Carrick]

[member="Krux Mullarus"] | [member="Tyyni Oluja"] | [member="Akio Diachi "]| [member="Dune Rhur"] | [member="Freyia Whitelight"]​

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"So did i miss anything? Sorry for come bit late i sort well......got lost get here."

As he touched her shoulder even then she knew that it was him. Looking up from where she had placed herself even then her own joy could be seen over her face. Placing a hand upon his in a pat to show him that she was glad he had came. Even then feeling or more of the look that [member="Krux Mullarus"] gave them she bowed her head in a bit of understanding. Standing up so to greet Ronin better now. Doing it in a whisper so that not everyone could hear knowing that he was working on regaining the knowledge lost. "might want to go apploize to Knight Mullarus for not greeting him, or the other knights and master with a bow and kind words." Even then she could feel him that wasn't good so she took it a step more as to help him out. [member="Ronin Wendigo"]

"Don't worry I"ll be right by your side," reaching down as she give it a quick squeeze. Even then she couldn't help but feeling that her mother eye was upon them even then all she could see was a smile that her mother always keep upon her bright face of hers. Even so could she tell there was something more with this one then the other in the room. This caused her own action to became red in the face a bit.

Putting it aside as she knew that he needed her as much as she needed him among all these people gathering which was larger gathering then she would have like but still she would try and make others friends today along with learning. One could do both right or at lease she thought one could.

Walking with him up to both Knights and Master she first bowed with out speaking she just let Ronin speak next.

[member="Jenson Koraz"] [member="Vorian Adasca"] [member="Krux Mullarus"] [member="Tyyni Oluja"] [member="Setzi Lunelle"] [member="Valae Kitra"] [member="Joza Perl"] [member="Théodred Heavenshield"] [member="Akio Diachi "][member="Dune Rhur"]​

 

[Setzi Lunelle]

Setzi gave Krux a thin smile. He was at ease, which settled her nerves momentarily. This was good. This was right. The turmoil inside herself needed to take a backseat. Her body folded into his strong arms, welcoming the warmth for a moment. Kissing him on the forehead quickly as he held onto her hands, she said:

"Yes we can talk, of course."

Now is not the time or place, she warned herself, to express what you are feeling.

Setzi felt like a snake in the rabbit's nest, and whether it was justified or not, she wanted to keep herself away from the rest of the students. It isn't right, the way you feel, Setzi. You will upset the balance with all of this wavering. The padawan glanced back at him over her shoulder and finally took her place on the red pillow.

Just breathe, just wait. Don't make a move. Just listen to the lesson.

Setzi wasn't sure she could make it all the way through, but she would try her best to breathe deep, to not be nauseous, to not think about all of those innocent souls she'd killed as a Sith Lord. It was difficult to feel like she had a place among these strong and gracious Jedi.

I have no place here, she thought, and only hoped her dark thoughts would not be visible in such a room filled with light.

[member="Krux Mullarus"] [member="Joza Perl"] [member="Théodred Heavenshield"] [member="Freyia Whitelight"] [member="Akio Diachi "][member="Dune Rhur"] [member="Tyyni Oluja"] [member="Maya Whitelight"] [member="Taygeta Lightkeeper"] [member="Ronin Wendigo"]

 

[Dune Rhur]

[member="Setzi Lunelle"][member="Freyia Whitelight"][member="Taygeta Lightkeeper"][member="Jenson Koraz"][member="Vorian Adasca"][member="Krux Mullarus"][member="Ronin Wendigo"][member="Tyyni Oluja"][member="Maya Whitelight"][member="Valae Kitra"][member="Joza Perl"][member="Théodred Heavenshield"]@Akio Diachi

As the apprentices and sundry Jedi filed in, Dune Rhur saw familiar faces and new ones. Joza, his learner and Vorian, a recent recipient of his tutelage whom the Bith had decided to take an interest in. There too was Théodred and Setzi and he respectfully inclined his head to Master Whitelight. Throughout this, he watched in silence, especially his fellow Jedi Krux Mullarus.

The one-time Sith interested him in his knowledge and experiences. However, that was deeply personal and the human wasn't obligated to share. Nor would Dune press him regarding the subject. As he and Setzi exchanged brief pleasantries, there was a certain undercurrent of unease. Though exactly what remained unclear and he turned his attention elsewhere out of politeness.

He smiled and gestured for Joza and Vorian to sit with him, if they would.