Tzeentch
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The Will of the Force, a massive ship that hung above the planet of Typhon and a mobile sanctuary for the New Jedi Order. This was where Jedi, young and old, were taught the ways of combat and how to wield Lightsabers.
Within a modest and spacious room aboard the leviathan, a figure stood at its entrance, its gloved hand gliding across the wall slowly, as if memorizing the patterns it may have had. The figure let loose a silent breath, and pulled himself away and moved towards the center of the spacious room, of which was one of the countless training rooms located on the ship.
When the figure reached the center, the dim light managed to display very little of its features. It was difficult to decipher the individual's gender, as the hooded, gray cloak made it difficult to do so and casted a shadow over its face. What the light did reveal, however, was the massive object on the person's back, which was covered in bandages.
All except for the end, which turned out to be a two-foot long hilt of something, with the bandaged portion being about six-feet.
Whatever the object was, it was approximately eight-feet long, a large object for someone of 5'9 to be carrying.
The person's shaded eyes, a radiant, yet guarded, blue with a tint of gray, scanned the surrounding darkness once again. Satisfied, a hand emerged from the cloak, revealing a strangely clothed arm, with markings etched into the dark colored material. The hand grasped the base of the hilt and with one swift movement, drew it from the figure's back, the bandages still wrapped around the thing.
Letting loose another breath, the figure seemed to go into motion, the object its weapon. The shadow cast by the figure from the dim light above seemingly danced across the bare floor, the individual's steps quick and precise, as were steady strikes from the unknown item. One thing was obvious to anyone who would stumble across this session, however...
This person was not using its full potential.
So, the figure continued its 'dance' in the dimly lit while it waited for the one that would be its tutor. . .
Within a modest and spacious room aboard the leviathan, a figure stood at its entrance, its gloved hand gliding across the wall slowly, as if memorizing the patterns it may have had. The figure let loose a silent breath, and pulled himself away and moved towards the center of the spacious room, of which was one of the countless training rooms located on the ship.
When the figure reached the center, the dim light managed to display very little of its features. It was difficult to decipher the individual's gender, as the hooded, gray cloak made it difficult to do so and casted a shadow over its face. What the light did reveal, however, was the massive object on the person's back, which was covered in bandages.
All except for the end, which turned out to be a two-foot long hilt of something, with the bandaged portion being about six-feet.
Whatever the object was, it was approximately eight-feet long, a large object for someone of 5'9 to be carrying.
The person's shaded eyes, a radiant, yet guarded, blue with a tint of gray, scanned the surrounding darkness once again. Satisfied, a hand emerged from the cloak, revealing a strangely clothed arm, with markings etched into the dark colored material. The hand grasped the base of the hilt and with one swift movement, drew it from the figure's back, the bandages still wrapped around the thing.
Letting loose another breath, the figure seemed to go into motion, the object its weapon. The shadow cast by the figure from the dim light above seemingly danced across the bare floor, the individual's steps quick and precise, as were steady strikes from the unknown item. One thing was obvious to anyone who would stumble across this session, however...
This person was not using its full potential.
So, the figure continued its 'dance' in the dimly lit while it waited for the one that would be its tutor. . .
My first Training Thread in my first Major Faction with my first Jedi that shall be taught by my first Tutor.
This may be fun.
The Master/Knight was already decided on, so now it is up to him to post sometime later.
Cheers, Comrades! A new Jedi Padawan has appeared!
This may be fun.
The Master/Knight was already decided on, so now it is up to him to post sometime later.
Cheers, Comrades! A new Jedi Padawan has appeared!