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

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Maya Whitelight Setzi Lunelle Valae Kitra Joza Perl Théodred Heavenshield Freyia Whitelight Dune Rhur Tyyni Oluja Krux Mullarus Ronin Wendigo​

It was then seem seeing the joy in her face and seem silent acknowledgement she'd made of his presence. Had all but made him smile as he then soon noted her gazed turn slightly at the man standing to the side of them. And give him a faint nod or bow sort brought a faint look of curiosity on his face as she then. Seem in a whisper came to speak to him .

"might want to go apploize to Knight Mullarus for not greeting him, or the other knights and master with a bow and kind words."

To which with slight shift in look of his face akin to that of quiet embarrassment while his gaze slightly turn downward. As if anything else integrating back to what he'd learn so far and from what he know was at best rough on him. For each it seem ran on completely opposite ideals, structures and decorum that no less contradicted each other. As such the transition had been at best a work in progress for him....seeing as out there where he once was. Apologies mostly got you hurt ...greetings as well respect for other was two way street and rarely something he got use to. At any rate hulking down in sheer embarrassment as his skin tone took a fairly lighter shade of grayish ashen tone. That which unbeknownst to him was if anything another unique characteristic or trait that would clue those in the know. Of the other half of his unusual parentage or heritage he'd hail from. At any rate no sooner had he regain his composure that his skin took on a more normal hue that it had. That in hush tone he soon replied as on hand lifted to slightly rub at the back his neck.

"...that bad huh? hmm, well i guess should really work on my ...well manner round other then ? So umm not that meant to disrespect them but ummm....how do you propose do i make it up to well Knight Mullarus and the other knight or Masters ?"

He then gave a slight nervous sheepish grin as if in the hopes to mask his embarrassment. AS she then spoke with her hand holding his as she sort guided her thru the crowd.

"Don't worry I"ll be right by your side,"

And soon enough she gave his hand a reassuring silent squeeze which all the more help ease his mind. As the thought of being in the midst of all these well....Jedi....Master....Knight and fellow apprentices. Not to mention her mother for whom he'd was slated to have join in assisting him regain himself. Made him all the more nervous and feel quite bit out of sorts. Learning what he had so far about Jedi...their so called special ability and the experience in his initial private session with Master Coci. Did little to ease his nerves for as far he knew those around him could very well read his mind....or even perhaps probe it to see or sense the very timid naive boy behind form for which he inhabited now.

At any rate seem with luck or fate great design with her by his side. He seem to tolerate and feel slightly at ease in midst of all strange being round bit better than before. Especially when he spots the Hutt on sideline which sort made him shy away from. Not so much of anything but past memories from not too long ago. One which was if anything he rather push back out of mind for now as he focused to follow her lead. As soon enough once they got stand towards a group that stood on the sideline that included her Mother. Seeing her then take a respectful bow which he in turn followed and after brief glance at her. For seem reassurance and calm his mind somewhat as he tried remember one the lesson she'd taught her.

"Greeting umm.....Master Whitelight.....Knight Mullarus.....and Jedi. My apologies for my lateness and not properly greeting you as i came."

He then stood up strait and for moment more waited hear their response. Hope in the back his mind that he did well and somehow made up for his earlier action or better yet misactions.

 

[Théodred Heavenshield]

After giving Knight Mullarus a smug grin and a curtly bow of his head, Theo moved inside the Dojo as instructed. His gaze around the room found many that are strangers to him, Padawans he had only sighted from a distance around the Silver Temple. Most of the a little older then he, so they attended different classes, but he had seen them gathered in the Mess Hall in their breaks chattering to themselves about what they had learned or gossip.

He took note of their signatures through the force, allowing a sense of the familiar to enter his space and to be used at a later date. Especially, if they are to meet on an open field of battle as part of the Forces of the Coalition. Awareness in the force is paramount to a Jedi, awareness of each other equally so and in situation of distress or danger it is not only comforting to know the location of friends but reduces the risk of error. Camaraderie if you will.

His reflections brutally murdered by the gently elbow and a soft voice. Theo smiled and turned to greeting the girl he had hoped to see, "I am doing good, how about you? .. father not making you work too hard I hope?". They would not have much time to chat, as the others began to gather in the room and it would only be a little time more, before his father would arrive.

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[member="Thurion Heavenshield"] |[member="Tyyni Oluja"] | [member="Setzi Lunelle"] | [member="Freyia Whitelight"] and her mother | [member="Joza Perl"] | [member="Vorian Adasca"] | [member="Valae Kitra"] | [member="Taygeta Lightkeeper"] | [member="Jenson Koraz"] | [member="Ronin Wendigo"] | [member="Akio Diachi "]| [member="Krux Mullarus"] @I think I got everyone!​

 

[Akio Diachi]

Akio bowed his head to the master's request and quietly sat on a mat, crossing his legs into the lotus position. Truthfully, his knowledge on the Jedi was quite sparse; what he did know was they were renowned masters of the Living Force, their skills with its usage as well as the lightsaber were beyond reckoning.

While he did not prefer the lightsaber as his weapon of choice, he much rather preferred his palms and fists to to such things, if all else was without hope, he could rely upon his blade to settle things. The blade, he knew he had made it with his own hands, though truthfully he could no recall it happening. Much of his memory was missing. While it was not the most concerting of things, he was more than willing to rest in the truth that the Force cared more about where he was going rather than where he was from.

As he watched the displays of affection, and the not-so-subtle attempts not to around him, the Chiss blinked. He had heard the Jedi had sworn to not take partners of affectionate natures, as he had as well. This was unusual for him, to say the least. It appeared he had much to learn of these strangers and fellow servants of the Living Force.

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"]
[member="Tyyni Oluja"]
[member="Setzi Lunelle"]
[member="Freyia Whitelight"] and her mum
[member="Joza Perl"]
[member="Vorian Adasca"]
[member="Valae Kitra"]
[member="Taygeta Lightkeeper"]
[member="Jenson Koraz"]
[member="Ronin Wendigo"]
[member="Théodred Heavenshield"]
[member="Krux Mullarus"]

 

[Thurion Heavenshield]

Arriving fashionably late, the Grandmaster strode with hurried steps towards the dojo where classes would be held and both young and old would learn from one another, as it should be. The dojo also provided a nice change of scenery from the courtyard and training grounds of the Voss Academy; even though beauty and serenity was found aplenty, they didn't have the close connection to nature this lonely hut provided. Having spent much time on Midvinter lately, where nature had remained abundant throughout the history of the planet and its people, it was nice to see it able to coexist on other worlds too in spite of all the fancy everyday technology.

With the others having gone inside to find a seat upon the floor, Thurion figured there was no need to postpone his attendance further and simply stepped through the open door to find a plethora of padawans, knights and masters all huddled together and busy greeting one another, including his son [member="Théodred Heavenshield"] and his apprentice [member="Valae Kitra"] who seemed to get along nicely. Knowing the latter to be a bit shy, it was comforting to see her branch out on her own, like watching a chick take flight without guidance. As for Théo, he knew him to be quite the social butterfly - a trait he'd probably inherited from his mother, as he too was quite shy as a child - so seeing the two together assured him Valae was in good hands.

For now, Thurion would simply remain where he stood and watch the lessons commence, arms crossed over his chest and leaning back against the wall with a smile on his lips. No doubt [member="Krux Mullarus"] had already taken notice of his being there, but considering the looks he and [member="Setzi Lunelle"] shared, it was safe to say Krux's attention appeared somewhat divided for the time being. He of all people knew what young love was like, and so he would let the man take his time. It warmed his heart, knowing love blossomed between good people he considered friends and family.

[member="Akio Diachi "]| [member="Ronin Wendigo"] | [member="Tyyni Oluja"] | [member="Dune Rhur"] | [member="Freyia Whitelight"] | [member="Taygeta Lightkeeper"] | [member="Jenson Koraz"] | [member="Vorian Adasca"] | [member="Joza Perl"]​

 

[Connor Harrison]

Yawning on the back of his hand, Connor Harrison walked slowly up the rear entrance of the dojo-esque building near the Academy. He’d never been here, let alone spent much time actually around the Academy grounds. As of recently, he had seemed to fall out of favour with some of the Order and most of the Levantine’s for some reason or another – those not used to his unorthodox methods, or some just not taking to him after hearing “stories”, “rumour” and “gossip”. Some was true, some wasn’t.

But with recent events within the walls of the Silver Shadows, and the emergence of those seeking his guidance and help, Connor vowed to continue forwards and not shrink back. If this was his destiny, as a literal shadow in the Order, so be it. He would do what he did best - get results and kick the hornet’s nest in the process. He would help who he could who needed him, and watch from the shadows over those who didn’t know or trust him. But he would protect them; he would fight for them.

Connor was a hero the Sanctum deserved, but not the one it needed right now. He could take that, however, because he wasn’t the hero. He was a silent guardian, a watchful protector.

Wanting to lend an ear to his friend [member="Krux Mullarus"] as he took on the mantle of the Knight he entrusted him to be, Conor casually went to the second level, overlooking the others in the cosy surroundings. Many new faces, few familiar, some that made him smile, and lots of excited chatter. With his navy sleeves rolled up, dark trousers with lightsaber fixed to the belt, he was obviously in his “down time” as he slouched on the wooden railing, linking his hands together and watching like a spectator.

He was looking forward to getting this insight into what the “new era” of the Sanctum thought and felt, and how their view on things had changed since he was in their position and what they wanted to learn, and what they thought they already knew. Blue eyes gazed around the building and he nodded to himself in approval.

[member="Setzi Lunelle"] | [member="Théodred Heavenshield"] | [member="Valae Kitra"] | [member="Akio Diachi "]| [member="Ronin Wendigo"] | [member="Tyyni Oluja"] | [member="Dune Rhur"] | [member="Freyia Whitelight"] | [member="Taygeta Lightkeeper"] | [member="Jenson Koraz"] | [member="Vorian Adasca"] | [member="Joza Perl"] | [member="Thurion Heavenshield"]

 

[Sorel Crieff]

She was used to holograms but rarely were they life-sized. She almost dropped the datapad as it projected the image – the top half disappearing into the bunk above her present position, lying in her quarters as her ship travelled to an Outer Rim world to collect some artefacts for her Master to verify.

She considered allowing the voice continue even though she could not see the speaker’s face, but finally she found it disconcerting, looking at his knee-caps and instead placed the device on the floor and paid full attention once more. If the collection was straightforward, she should be back in time – but it would be close.

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At the week’s end, she was coming in to land. Voss filled her viewport now and she checked the time. She would be late, but hopefully only by a matter of minutes.

As the landing ramp lowered, she bounded out of her ship, nearly landing on a technician as she leaped from the vessel. “Sorry,” she said by way of a quick apology. “Late. Speak later. Thanks. Sorry again.” She didn’t stop, nor pause for breath as she ran to the dojo. It was not dignified and her old Master would no doubt have chided her for being un-Jedi like. As if being late was any better?

She slowed for the final few paces, catching her breath and checking her robes weren’t too out of place. She scanned those present for familiar faces. There was Tyyni of course, and Voria and Setzi. All she remembered from the sparring session. But the other ten or so she did not recognise. Taking up a spot out of the way, so as not to disrupt the flow, she bowed formally to those gathered before taking a seat, before noticing the other two latecomers – although not as tardy as she was. A Master she recognised from the sparring and the Grand Master himself. Well, she was in good company – although had far less reason to excuse her lateness. She was the one looking to learn after all. She smiled and shrugged her shoulders, mouthing, “Sorry,” to the Knight whose knees she most clearly remembered as she finally parked her posterior.

[member="Setzi Lunelle"] [member="Théodred Heavenshield"] [member="Valae Kitra"] [member="Akio Diachi"] [member="Ronin Wendigo"] [member="Tyyni Oluja"] [member="Dune Rhur"] [member="Freyia Whitelight"] [member="Taygeta Lightkeeper"] [member="Jenson Koraz"] [member="Vorian Adasca"] [member="Joza Perl"] [member="Thurion Heavenshield"] [member="Connor Harrison"]

 

[Krux Mullarus]

A few more minutes and the humble dojo was filling up. For some strange reason, a few of the Padawans arriving now were thinking they were late. [member="Vorian Adasca"] being the first to apologize for the tardiness he was never guilty of, in which Mullarus simply smiled and pat him on the back, "Don't worry. You aren't late."

To his surprise, then came another blue-skinned chiss, also apologizing for being late, to which Krux assured [member="Jenson Koraz"] that he was not and for him to head inside with a smile.

[member="Taygeta Lightkeeper"] came around shortly after the chiss, being the third student in a row expecting to be tardy. What is it with these padawans and assuming they are late? Is being late cool now? Oh heavens, am I out of touch? he mused, shaking his head at the young girl, "No ma'am, you're not late at all. In fact, we were just getting started."

Finally, with the dojo nearly full and every spot spoken for, Krux turned around and headed inside, overlooking the vast amount of people. So many different species of alien were under this roof today. He'd never seen so many. As a Sith, Krux couldn't recall there being so many aliens. Were Sith less tolerant of alien races, or was that just him picking on the Sith?

He began to head up to the stage-like platform where he would stand to address the students, until [member="Ronin Wendigo"], hand-in-hand with [member="Freyia Whitelight"], flanked him. He turned to look at the young man who was certainly on a mission when arriving, and now he could see why. Like himself, Coci Heavenshield's padawan was in love, and the sight of more Silver Jedi in love warmed Krux's heart. "Greeting umm.....Master Whitelight.....Knight Mullarus.....and Jedi. My apologies for my lateness and not properly greeting you as i came." Krux gave the young man an honest grin and nodded politely, "Don't worry, Padawan Wendigo, I understand what goes on in the mind of a man in love." he said, his gaze wandering toward the back of the room to his own [member="Setzi Lunelle"], shooting her a smile before addressing the two padawans again, "Have a seat, we'll begin shortly."

Just as he was taking his spot upon the platform, the Grandmaster, [member="Thurion Heavenshield"] arrived through the door. He supposed the Jedi Masters didn't really have to arrive perfectly on time, but alas, he still had not begun, so he simply bowed his head respectfully to the Grandmaster, not daring to call out across the room to him. Right after Thurion, Krux felt the presence of his own Jedi Master, [member="Connor Harrison"], and looked up to the second level of the dojo where he stood overlooking everyone. Just as he did with Thurion, Connor simply waved politely to his master, struggling to smile this time.

Now it was serious. Now Krux felt very nervous. In the presence of not one, not two, but three Jedi Master, one being Master Harrison, of whom he still feared was ashamed of him for falling in love with his old partner in the One Sith that he probably still didn't trust, and the other being the Grandmaster of the entire Sanctum, Krux felt a horde of butterflies tearing at his insides. Not only that, but he still could feel the anxiety in Setzi's heart. Was something wrong? Did he do something to make her upset at him? Was he being a bad master? Or just a bad lover?

Focus, Mullarus, now's no time for this! We'll talk to her later, and don't think of this as a chance to screw things up in front of the Masters. Think of it as a way to prove how far you've come! Prove to them that you're worthy of being called a Jedi Master someday, too!

Facing the crowd of students, Knights, and Masters, Krux cleared his throat and began, placing his hands behind his back.

"Good morning, Silver Jedi. I'm happy to see so many people have shown up. I assume you all-"

He stopped as one final student, [member="Sorel Crieff"], arrived, but only for a moment. He gave her a polite nod and continued, not bothered by her slight tardiness, "I assume you all got my message, so i'll spare you a second introduction. But- thank you for coming, really.

"So, like I said, I don't really have a specific lesson to lecture or talk about with you. I hope you've come with questions for me and the other Masters, really. I'm willing to talk about pretty much anything. Oh- yes, and this doesn't have to be a boring lecture, either. I want you all to say something, too. I know many of you have had adventures of your own in the past, and have the wisdom of a Jedi Master in you that would be great to be shared with some of you younger students who are just getting started. Even if you are, you're entitled to opinions, and there is no such thing as a stupid question. All of the greatest Jedi Masters in the galaxy were once in your shoes, and they, no doubt, asked questions, too. Don't be afraid to speak up!"

Krux gestured with his arms open, as if opening his gates and putting himself at the mercy of the students. "Ask away."

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[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"] / [member="Akio Diachi "]/ [member="Ronin Wendigo"] / [member="Taygeta Lightkeeper"] / @Someone i'm bound to forget / @Jenson Voraz

 

[George O Rourke]

[member="Sorel Crieff"] | [member="Connor Harrison"] | [member="Thurion Heavenshield"] | [member="Théodred Heavenshield"] | [member="Akio Diachi "]| [member="Ronin Wendigo"]| [member="Krux Mullarus"]

As George received the initial invitation he was off world conducting a mission, well rather heading out on the mission. He quickly mustered up a reply. "Thank you for the invitation. I will do by best to attend, however I am not certain." He simply replied as he hologram switched off. He had his doubts about the man, this past, his background. It all seemed a little off putting for George considering his own past and his hatred for the Sith. But an ex-Sith, that was something different, it was going to be difficult to get past that.
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It was the day of the training. Another message detailing the coordinates to the dojo was sent to George as he returned to Voss. Landing the ship he quickly rushed off to get there. As he left the spaceport the bustling city he walked a few minutes out of the city to a tranquil river near where the Dojo sat. He made his way up the rocky path as everyone seemed to have already entered. As he entered a voice could be heard from within. An opening speech it seemed. As George entered and could clearly see who was speaking he realized he was indeed late. So he quietly took up a standing spot next to the Grandmaster. "Grandmaster." George spoke quietly and simply to the Jedi next to him, offering a small nod of acknowledgement.

He quickly turned his attention back to the front where the now Jedi Knight Mullarus had began his speech. He watched on as he took the position perfectly, asserting himself as a competent teacher. However he still had his doubts, thus he kept a close on on Krux. However his attention was once again taken by another strong presence n the room. Master Connor Harrison, a man he had fought beside in the past, most notably in Midvinter where the Master had surly saved his life. However it seemed today Master Connor would take up a watching seat above and see how the young Jedi Knight went.

Next George looked over the large amount of Padawans that had entered, many he didn't know. All his time spent away on missions had taken its toll. Leaving next to no time to meet the new Padawans arriving consistently. It almost made him feel lost in the crowd of the unknown. However instead he vowed to get more involved with the Padawans, he wanted to get to know them as he had neglected to do so thus far. As soon enough his daughter Nena would be joining the Padawans. So soon it seemed since her joining it was something that scared George slightly. However shortly his focus returned to the front as Krux finished his opening speech.

 

[Tyberius Fel]

While others may have hesitated or scrunched their faces in brief contemplation of what they wished to ask the Jedi Knight, Vorian Adasca's analytic Arkanian mind already had a plethora of questions prepared. Taking a single step forward, Vorian took a moment to clear his throat. "Master Mullarus?" He addressed the man on the Podium with a respectful bow of his upper body. Vorian could fell scores of eyes falling upon him, something he attempted to ignore. "I have.. heard that you were once a Sith Knight in the service of the One Sith." Vorian paused, and dwelled upon Sith naming conventions. He found it odd that those who self advocated a ruthless policy of social [darwinism] and subjugation of lessers would use the term Knight? Another question for another day, I suppose. "Being said, you must know much about both Ashla and Bogan. Tell me, is channeling one's emotions and the more destructive aspects of the force truly evil? Or is it the intent that characterizes the Dark Side?"

Vorian paused for another moment, pondering exactly how to phrase his next inquiry. Leto screeched lowly and flapped it's wings before hushing itself. "Can the teachings of the Sith and other Dark Siders be useful, and perhaps even directly utilized by Jedi as long as we hold no contempt or anger in said utilization?" Finally, the young Arkanian Jedi fell silent, the total white orbs that were his eyes carefully surveying the body language of his tutor, wondering how he would respond to a question that Vorian considered to be difficult.

[member="Krux Mullarus"]

 

[Jenson Koraz]

[member="Krux Mullarus"] (OOC: Don't think I can tag everyone lol if there is a mass tag someone please show me. And also I am not a Chiss, I am a Sorian )

Jenson accepted the invitation to enter and sat down cross-legged slightly off to the side. He listened as the teacher, Krux Mullarus, explained the situation. Jenson racked his brain, trying to figure out a question worth asking. Finally, it hit him. He had been focusing for so long on purging himself of the darkness remaining from his encounter with the pirates. Was it possible that now he could move on to other matters?

"Masters," he said calmly but loud enough to be heard, "How does one know if they have fully atoned for a wrong act?"

 

[Valae Heavenshield]

“Oh, I am doing pretty good!” Valae said, and her smile grew wider at Theo’s second question. Though, she decided against making an answer this time. The padawan had been working hard indeed, but she never felt that her Master was overworking her... though, she was aware that Theo had only meant his question as friendly banter. She knew how he admired his father. Valae took a seat and listened as the room seemed to buzz with conversation and energy. It seemed that Knight Mullarus’ invitation had been met with an amazing response from the members of the Sanctum. Her gaze shifted as she felt Thurion’s presence, and a hush seemed to fall over the crowd of Jedi in the dojo.

Valae folded her hands in her lap and looked towards the front of the room as Knight Mullarus stepped forward. She had seen the man make a great leap of confidence in the time she had known him. She reflected for a moment about how Krux used to wear a mask, but that had been thrown aside when he’d saved her from the ocean of Arkas. From that point on, she had seen him shift into the role of a teacher, and she had to admit that it seemed to be a great fit.

The padawan remained quiet for now, simply enjoying the classroom atmosphere. Her head turned in the direction of voices, as she heard them asking questions and she listened intently to the discussions that followed.

[member="Krux Mullarus"], [member="Thurion Heavenshield"], [member="Théodred Heavenshield"]

 

[Dravis Rosilla]

Tyyni greeted [member="Vorian Adasca"] as the Arkanian sat down next to him. It was nice to have someone that wasn't disgusted by him as a... dare he say, a friend. "Nice to see you too, Adasca. I can almost taste the knowledge we are about to receive." The Hutt let his large tongue absent-mindedly pass over his lips. He had no questions in particular, but to be there was what mattered.

Tyyni noticed the other masters that had congregated. Masters [member="Connor Harrison"], [member="Thurion Heavenshield"], and [member="Maya Whitelight"]. Perhaps this was his chance to distinguish himself from the other Padawans. He already stood out in a crowd, why not stand out for a good reason. Tyyni found himself judging the other Padawans, trying to find flaws, but immediately stopped himself. What are you doing? These are your fellow Jedi! You're all on the same team. Tyyni's Hutt side still longed for power. Years of conditioning kept it from his mind most days, but in such an exciting atmosphere, he slipped up.

Tyyni looked up as Knight [member="Krux Mullarus"] started the class. He listened intently, and looked over pleasantly when Vorian posed his question. This was something Tyyni had often wondered himself. Raising his hand, Tyyni added to Vorian's question. "Are emotions truly the path to the Dark Side? Because, if they are, then love would be included among them..." The Hutt blushed scandalously as he looked between Knight Mullarus and [member="Setzi Lunelle"].

 

[Connor Harrison]

At the questions, Connor couldn’t help but smile to himself. A genuine smile. A glimmer of light inside him remembered how it felt to be in their shoes; lots of questions, relaying from what they had seen or heard with their own eyes and ears. They were all good, honest questions.

There was a devious part inside that was eager to see how [member="Krux Mullarus"] would handle these rapid Padawans and how his head, or hear, would answer. He rocked gently on the railing, fully attentive and prepared.

 

[Krux Mullarus]

Krux's face scrunched up anxiously as Padawan [member="Vorian Adasca"] brought up his old title so soon, but gradually went back to normal as the question changed. He nodded his head slowly and began to pace already, "That...is a good question."

While he was unfamiliar with the term 'Ashla and Bogan', he figured it had something to do with balance, like Yin and Yang. Light and Dark. The struggle between good and evil, from a certain point of view.

"Are the methods that the Sith and other Dark Siders truely evil in nature? No. I do not look at it that way. What it is that makes the Dark Side a path that should not be treaded lightly is the combination of its fuel, passion and rage, which are extremely difficult to control, and the vast amount of power that comes with it. Combining those two creates something that has enough power to destroy so much, while being too difficult for most to control completely.

"I am glad you asked this, Padawan, for this is exactly why I abandoned the Dark Side in favor of the Light. I put too many of my loved ones at risk of harm because I was arrogant enough to believe I could control the Dark Side's power. You can't. Nobody can. Ask any Sith or Darksider about it and every time, they'll tell you they can control it because they're stronger than any Jedi. It's not true." he said, his eyes meeting that of each Padawan as he said so, specifically [member="Setzi Lunelle"], of whom he knew struggled with the lure of the Dark Side. "Sith are arrogant. They think they can handle it, but eventually, the Dark Side destroys those who call to it in some way. I almost killed me. Don't make that mistake.

"To answer your second question...yes and no. I know this one very well, too. Even today, I still use some of my old Dark Side abilities freely without succombing to its power. But for someone like you, a Padawan Learner, i'd heavily advise against it. Most Padawans do not know how powerful the lure of the Dark Side is, and using powers that call upon its power can help to corrupt you. I keep telling myself I need to stop, and I should, because the reason most Jedi leave Dark powers like that to the Sith is because they feed upon the same fuel that feeds Sith. Passion and rage, which is what Jedi strive to suppress and control as to not make themselves a danger to be around. I can use powers like Lightning, but not nearly as effectively because I do not feed it the right fuel. I recommend you, and the rest of you Padawans, not delve into the teachings of the Dark Side. Focus on Jedi abilities. They will serve you just as well."

Krux took a deep breath, looking at [member="Jenson Koraz"], of whom he thought was a Chiss because he had never heard of a Sorian before. He cleared his throat, glancing at the Jedi Masters as if asking one of them to answer, as he did not truely know how to answer his question."Padawan Koraz, I...am afraid I do not exactly know how to answer that. Perhaps one of the other masters can...?" he asked nervously, glancing between [member="Connor Harrison"], [member="Thurion Heavenshield"], and [member="Maya Whitelight"].

Then, [member="Tyyni Oluja"] asked a kicker, which made him, too, blush a bit as his eyes met Setzi's again. He chuckled softly, "Ah...yes, to an extent. You see, just as my own master once told me when I asked him," he said, nodding up to Master Harrison with a grin, "Love is...perhaps the hardest emotion to control. Impossible, maybe. That is why here at the Silver Sanctum, we don't make our Jedi live without love. Love is an emotion born from compassion and respect, which are what Jedi are known for. As long as a Jedi can..." his voice trailed off, scratching his head as he thought how to finish, "...as a Jedi can...learn the kind of self-control that the Light Side teaches us, then there is nothing wrong with falling in love. Romantic bonds can often make two Jedi even better people than they would be individually." he said, smiling across the room both at [member="Tyyni Oluja"] and [member="Setzi Lunelle"].

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Forgive me for editing, I keep getting sniped >_>

 

[Sorel Crieff]

Sorel felt decidedly uncomfortable. Not because of her lateness but of the questions being posed. But if her anxiety was at the questions or the possible answers was yet to be established. She had her own views of the dark side. Ones that very very personal and made her the person she was today. She was tempted to put her fingers in her ears and sing out loud to avoid hearing the responses the Knight and potentially the Masters might give.

But deep down she knew that whatever was said, she knew better. So she steeled herself for whatever was to come and did her best to keep her face impassive.

 

[Thurion Heavenshield]

"George," he rather informally greeted the Jedi Knight along with a smile and a nod as he took position beside him against the wall. Watching all of the padawans and younglings sat upon the pillows on the floor and hearing the many questions going off left and right caused a chuckle to escape his lips, as well as [member="Krux Mullarus"]' attempts at keeping up while also giving satisfactory answers. He was to be commended for his initiative alone in gathering all these young, eager minds in one place - a bold move for any aspiring teacher.

It wasn't until [member="Jenson Koraz"] posed his question that Thurion stepped forward, approaching from behind to place a hand upon the Sorian's shoulder to grab his attention. "A good question, one I expect many are keen to know the answer to," he began as he came into view of those sat upon the floor. "But I will have to disappoint and give you the simple answer: I don't know. There exists no-one in this galaxy who could decide this other than yourselves. Some spend their entire life trying to make up for past mistakes," he said while gazing up at the balcony where [member="Connor Harrison"] stood quietly observing. "Even if they, in the eyes of friends and loved ones, have long since atoned for them." His words were more for his old friend than anyone else, although he supposed they rang true for himself as well.

"The past is the past," he continued while his gaze dropped back down unto the padawans. "It may have shaped you and brought you here, to this moment, but it does not define you. You define yourself through your actions, here and now. If you feel you must atone for something, then it is also within your power to dictate when you are finished doing so." After he had spoken, rather than join Krux at the podium he instead took a seat among the padawans upon one of the comfy pillows next to his son and his student.

[member="Akio Diachi "]| [member="Ronin Wendigo"] | [member="Tyyni Oluja"] | [member="Dune Rhur"] | [member="Freyia Whitelight"] | [member="Taygeta Lightkeeper"] | [member="Sorel Crieff"] | [member="Vorian Adasca"] | [member="Joza Perl"] | [member="Théodred Heavenshield"] | [member="Valae Kitra"] | [member="Setzi Lunelle"] | [member="George O Rourke"]​

 

[Akio Diachi]

Ask questions? Akio was unsure what to ask. He had always been told to observe, ask not, and draw conclusions using logic. These Jedi were indeed quite different from the Mystics who raised him.

He heard the question of love. He was quite grateful someone had asked, and even more that it had been answered by this man who was apparently very important and powerful. He nodded, quite satisfied to himself. These Jedi were indeed a strange lot, most all of them seemed to be bent on atonement. He was unsure what they could want to atone for, or why this was such a pre-occupation. There were so many greater things in this galaxy than hiccups, he thought, worlds that burn, people that need aid, a Force to worship. Perhaps their culture and was were far beyond him; perhaps they knew things, a whole aspect of the Living Force that he had yet to come to understand. Indeed, he would need to be around them more often to learn their ways.

Somewhere deep down inside, Akio could feel a question rising. He searched within, trying to figure out what it was. It was as if he both wanted to ask and was for some reason afraid of the answer. The Chiss wondered how he could be afraid of the answer when he did not even know the question. Or, perhaps it was rather that the Force did not want him to ask, or that the Force desired him to ask but he did not--

"How does one heal the shattered mind?" He said aloud, surprising himself. "And how does one recover lost memories?"

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"]
[member="Ronin Wendigo"]
[member="Tyyni Oluja"]
[member="Dune Rhur"]
[member="Freyia Whitelight"]
[member="Taygeta Lightkeeper"]
[member="Sorel Crieff"]
[member="Vorian Adasca"]
[member="Joza Perl"]
[member="Théodred Heavenshield"]
[member="Valae Kitra"]
[member="Setzi Lunelle"]
[member="George O Rourke"]
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[Maya Carrick]

Maya smiled at Ronin, now understanding why her daughter had been tripping over herself at home even when going out spending a lot of late nights. Even so she could feel what he was going through now coming face to face with what could be the possibly between Ronin and her daughter Freyia. Even then she reach out and patted both of their shoulders. Looking at [member="Krux Mullarus"] before she could feel form him that has for the one padawn that calls himself [member="Setzi Lunelle"] . What was it like to have that young love again, even those the thought of her own daughter being in love didn't set well, as seeing her still that little girl of hers.

After which seeing them take their seat a then came some more as she could see the Grandmaster himself giving him his due in a nod, even those through the year she had very little contact with there leader. Then came Harrison some she hadn't seen in a very long time. Even so she was glad to see him there.

Coming now as she listen and waited until the question started to come in.

Waiting for the other answer the question before she did, "I feel that the others have answer the best from there own experience. I being of a healer in nature I don't see that there is a light and dark in the force. But path that one must walk down in their journey in life some are darker then others some have more heart breaks then other more set back in their personal life, its how you come through those times that made you who you are. Don't be the one that think all darksider are our enemy we must help them on a different path one that bring to them true peace like Knight Mullarus here even more so was something more then that.

"As for love that is one part that can be used for evil of good one must know for sure if one is ready for such a step as love isn't for everyone but one must know how to balance that and letting go so there is a bond but there is also that level of commit. "

Taking in a deep breathing before answering that next question. Looking at [member="Ronin Wendigo"] first before the padawn that ask the quetion. [member="Akio Diachi "]then towards [member="Jenson Koraz"] then to the other gathered [member="Tyyni Oluja"].

"To heal one mind one has to be very careful of how one goes about it as to say that this is over night happening as a healer I can say it isn't has to happen over time and with lots of patients. "

 

[Matsu Ike]

So many people, the jedi master had heard of a class and there was a few people she thought but then there were more and she stood there looking at them seeing many faces and hear questions.... answers. All of it enlightening of the jedi there as she saw her padawan sitting down and she moving in sitting next to her while offering a look and hand. From talking with [member="Sorel Crieff"] she had learned quite a lot allowing her eyes to drift over the other ones there. "So did I miss anything good padawan?" She offered a smile before seeing some of the other ones there.

 

[Jenson Koraz]

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"] [member="Maya Whitelight"] [member="Krux Mullarus"]

Jenson nodded and looked slightly down, deep in thought. The masters gave him quite the thing to think about. Ever since that day on the ship, he had thought of nothing but atoning for what he had done. But, maybe, he already had. He had spent nearly a month on Tython, meditating on the Force and his place in the universe. He had done everything he could to strengthen the peace within him; perhaps his very act of rejecting the darkness had atoned him? That day on the ship, he had felt the power of the Dark Side coursing through him, giving him more power than he had felt in his life. But, when he had seen those pirates, dead on the metal floor, the sight had shocked him so much he had snapped out of his rage.

If he had seen what the Dark Side caused, and had rejected it for a life of peace, did that mean that he need no longer spend every waking moment atoning for a mistake the Force had already forgotten? As Master Heavenshield had said, the past was the past.

With a smile on his face and new light in his eyes, Jenson looked up eagerly at the masters, awaiting their next words.