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The young padawan walked through the halls of the monastery on Tython. Observing what he could of the interesting atmosphere. Tython was truly a beautiful world. The halls of the monastery seemed continue forever, Grevar himself hadn't seen all of the building. Grevar continued into the room where his training had been scheduled at. The force flowed around him, it felt ... natural. He took a deep breathe and stood in silence.