Ajan Kloss
Daniel strolled through his new home, tracing his fingers through the intricate stonework of the library on Ajan Kloss. His footsteps echoed through the long halls, distant chatter winging its way to his ears and just as soon as it arrived, it fluttered away. Outside, birds chirped happing and the breeze swept softly through the leaves of trees taller than any he had ever seen before. Wow.... He couldn't believe he was finally here, with the Order, after searching for so long for a place he could call home, with people he was proud to call his family. It almost made him tear up with emotion at the thought of it all.
Daniel, only a young Padawan, still had a long way to go however. This was only the beginning of a journey that would last him a lifetime.
Just a few minutes ago, he had been gifted his robes, tan in colour, by an elder Jedi. As soon as he donned the fabric, Daniel felt a little ridiculous. Nobody in their right mind would possibly wear these in public - they were hideous!. If this, however, was the tradeoff he had to make for this life, then he might be able to just about get through alright... just maybe.
Right. Now, where do we begin with this Jedi training I've heard all about...
@Nor'baal