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Starting Over (The training of Jalaes'len)
Although he had only been part of the Jedi for a short period of time now, Jalaes'len felt like he had already accomplished more than he could have in a lifetime at his village. Sitting in the training chambers he had been requested to go to by his new master, he found himself drifting in and out of thought. The room was sparsely decorated save for a few sculptures of ancient Jedi masters, a wooden bench placed below an open window and a elegantly drawn ring in the center of the room, which was where he now sat.
It wasn't that he didn't like the room, it was just the fact that he would have preferred to be outdoors, a newfound passion for him since he left his old village. Facing the window he let the light fall upon his blue pigmented face. It felt refreshing and also helped calm his nerves about being trained.
Apparently it was by a Jedi councilmen, by the name of Dewbecca. He felt honored to have been trained by one of the leaders of the order, but that was also what led him to distress. What if he failed his new master, that was one of his greatest fears, failing. Quickly shoving the thought out of his head he began to think about what a wookiee was as he waited, because he had been told that was the species his master came from.
Although he had only been part of the Jedi for a short period of time now, Jalaes'len felt like he had already accomplished more than he could have in a lifetime at his village. Sitting in the training chambers he had been requested to go to by his new master, he found himself drifting in and out of thought. The room was sparsely decorated save for a few sculptures of ancient Jedi masters, a wooden bench placed below an open window and a elegantly drawn ring in the center of the room, which was where he now sat.
It wasn't that he didn't like the room, it was just the fact that he would have preferred to be outdoors, a newfound passion for him since he left his old village. Facing the window he let the light fall upon his blue pigmented face. It felt refreshing and also helped calm his nerves about being trained.
Apparently it was by a Jedi councilmen, by the name of Dewbecca. He felt honored to have been trained by one of the leaders of the order, but that was also what led him to distress. What if he failed his new master, that was one of his greatest fears, failing. Quickly shoving the thought out of his head he began to think about what a wookiee was as he waited, because he had been told that was the species his master came from.
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