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Asena winced, though she did make an attempt to hide it. The title of padawan seemed so hollow now, but her master's efforts were a different matter. If anything, the young Nautolan appreciated Hlodovic's less direct approach; he didn't heap upon her heavy lectures and self righteous speech. Not...

Once vibrant and eager, Asena was noticeably now more withdrawn. Once upon a time, under better circumstances, the young nautolan would have engaged rather openly with a fellow padawan, especially given his rather interesting array of facial tattoos. Though littered with markings, Asena's mental...

So this was really combat. Actual battle with murderous opponents. It was...terrifying. This wasn't sparring in the temple or even a fight against some pirate scum; it was a real encounter with her order's most ancient of enemies. A Sith. One intent on maiming her, if not worse. It quickly...

So much death. So much carnage, and yet, this was only the beginning. As horrific as it was, Asena refused to allow herself to become distracted. Any hindrance to her would be an advantage to the enemy and she wouldn’t give them such satisfaction. The dead would be mourned, once the Sith were...

He had been staring. Why was he staring? Was there something on her face? Quite possible, given all the dirt and grime here and there. Feeling a little awkward, the Nautolan fiddled with one of her tendrils, offering a toothy grin when the Zabrak finally caught himself mid gawk. He really had...

This planet. It felt...sick? Sick and stagnant. Wading through its jungle was enough to make Asena feel just as ill. Deep down, she shouldn't have come here but with her master missing in action, it fell to her (his padawan) to continue his work. Still, she needed to tread carefully. Not only...

From the shadows, Asena stalked the stranger, the hunter in her demanding a closer look as well as her own girlish curiosity. He was young, probably no older than her and from the looks of it, he belonged to the Zabrak people. Her family had visited Iridonia once for a hunt and, whilst proud...

Asena tried to calm the tremors the best she could. Was it fear that made her shake? Possibly. This would be her first battle. Her first real taste of gore and the glory that sickenly came with it. But hadn't the nautolan trained for this? Hadn't she devoted hours upon hours to this very...

Former Residential Estate of Kujo Xad, Ord Mantell Ossus was once an important Jedi site, and to some, it still is. For over millennia, it served as a repository of knowledge, a centre for learning for the Order (both Old and New alike). But the planet had been lost and in their absence...

Asena could practically feel the human's vexation, it ran so deep. The knowledge of this was enough to make the younger padawan feel rather puckish. It was like that time she teased one of her older cousins. She was half tempted to continue her taunting but one look at the Cathar made her think...

“To Yavin?...To the temple?...Or just here, in this courtyard?” Ugh. It seems the Cathar was asking one of those types of questions. The kind that wasn't necessarily literal, but rather philosophical. Asena gave an exasperated chuckle; stuff like this was becoming a bit of a trend when making...

This is it. This is her crystal. There was little doubt, given how easily it allowed itself to surrender. It was almost too easy! From what she had been told, Asena thought there'd be more of a challenge. Other Jedi spoke of obstacles and visions, the need to reflect in order to obtain that...

At that slightest sound, Asena shot to her feet and made ready, calling the saber back to her through the Force. Whoever this was, he had certainly caught her off guard, and honestly, that was surprising. Being the young huntress that she was, Asena liked to think that few could get so close...

Jedi Temple And again, Asena was knocked down to the ground, her chest heaving with burning breaths. Each inhale hurt more than the last. At first, sparring with the battle droids seemed like a good idea; whilst others favored calm study and quiet contemplation, Asena sought more martial...

Feeling rather smug, Asena quickly looked for another trial. The obstacle course, perhaps? A young Wookie currently held the position for the best time; it might take her a try or two, but chances are Asena could beat it. Ever the competitive type, snatching this first victory (hopefully one of...

Temple Training Grounds Today was the day! No meditating. No lectures. Just good ol' practical training and with a bit of luck, there may even be a bit of dueling. Practice sabers only though, but still it was better than nothing. Asena could hardly contain herself, given the special occasion...

This wasn't exactly the mission Asena had in mind. Sure, she wanted to get away from the Temple but she was hoping for something better. Something more...exciting. Instead, all she found were masses of refugees, displaced during yet another conflict. To make matters worse, many were injured...

Asena's heart was racing, each step accelerated further by the Force itself. Maybe it was the adrenaline in her but her veins practically crackled from the pure thrill. This stranger was on an entirely different level, completely separate from the instructors at the Temple. The Nautolan caught...

The Force carried Asena further and further astray from the established group; it was as if a tide were carrying her away and she did not fight it. Her people believed in the idea of a 'cosmic ocean'. Going with the flow, as fate intended, was the way to go. Besides, there wasn't any real danger...

Though dark, Asena's eyes adjusted well enough for her to take notice of the walls and their carvings. She absently traced them with her fingers as the Kaleesh Jedi lead them further and further into the depths of the caves. There were sporadic clusters of crystals already emerging from the...