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Just on dusk, with the light beginning to fade but the air still heated and thick, a Jedi Knight strode to where a river, in its leisurely winding across the forests of Tython, scooped two channels out of the bone-white gravel of its bed. One bubbled and was milky-green. The other, which ran deeper, was a smooth-flowing blue. Both were shallow enough at that time of year to be forded. Glossy-leafed rosebay bushes grew in flowering clumps on the banks between, and in the air above, swiftbirds, with an excited crying, wheeled in high wide circles feeding on midges or skimmed the surface of the stream.
Sorran Ven-Olar had ventured into the depths of the forest and made his meandering way along a stone-cut path towards an ancient subterranean training ground that lay just on the outskirts of the Jedi Temple. During his return-time on Tython, after spending weeks aboard the Jedi flagship The Will of the Force, Sorran had taken to re-exploring the areas of the Temple grounds that had once brought ephemeral moments, fleeting memories, from his childhood and growth into the man that he was today. A Jedi Knight. A Guardian.
He had decided to utilise this day to focus on rigid training for one of the students that had attended his intensive course on combat aboard the great starship of the Jedi. Andreus Makaryk. The Padawan had shown much potential but lacked much of the prior-knowledge of the other students in that particular class. Sorran had felt that is was more than necessary to give a private tutelage to the Padawan so that he might further his training and hone his combat skills. The young man had brazenly protested to Sorran's teaching methods and instruction during the lecture and the Jedi Knight had sought to give the Padawan an intensive course, so that he might 'catch-up' to the other students and be more well equipped for future lectures and of course real battle (whenever that would eventuate, which it surely must).
Sorran descended a long and broad staircase that had been carved out of the foundation stones of the underground training arena. This place had not been used much, even when Sorran was a young boy. But he knew it was there, and he knew that many of the Masters and Jedi instructors had used it as a place of absolute privacy in which comprehensive lessons could be taught.
The Jedi Knight had sent for Padawan Makaryk to locate the cavernous training ground and meet him there. In the mean time, Sorran simply sat himself upon the cold ancient stone floor and meditated, waiting for the student to come...