Back in the saddle! (Cecilia's acolyte training)

[Horizon]

Sitting alone within his private meditation chamber, Rish contemplated his last adventure. At first he would not actually call it much of an adventure more like a nightmare due to the fact his mother had passed away in his arms while his lover watched on. His quest to gain peace of mind and settle his transgressions ended up just giving him another reason to spite humans. The slavers he had slaughtered like livestock were all the same. Humans who gave their race a bad name.

He couldn't look past the bad name they were creating. To him every human was a selfish piece if trash in the galaxy. Each human that fell to his saber made the pain slowly but surely disappear. But it was only a matter of time before the pain would resurface. Rish decided that enough was enough. If he allowed this pain to rule him it would only consume him. The teachings of the Bogan would embrace such feelings and emotions but there were time where one simply had to put them aside for the sake of their own well being.

Standing up, Rish picked up his outer robe and headed out. Today he was meeting a young acolyte by the name of Cecilia. Apparently there was some type of transgression with this Cecilia and two other trainers. If she was trouble, Rish would have to straighten her out it seemed. Standing within the main hall next to a great obelisk, Rish waited patiently for his new student. It had been so long since he had trained a young new comer. Back during his days as a crusader, Rish was one of the prime Crusaders who trained the blood of the Order. Some of which went beyond his own rank.

The most notable member was Nathaniel whom which joined the renowned ranks of the DarkSaber. But recently he had been slain by the Jedi which struck a cord within his heart. Nathanial reached his potential only to be struck down but if Rish had the chance to kill the Jedi whom had slain one of his brightest students he would have no second thoughts.

 

[Jejune Nightshade]

Cecilia, to put it simply, was completely, utterly, nervous. After that little three month vacation, she still wasn't sure what happened but Ramnous was no longer training her. She sighed, "With my luck, I'll get the meanest, most sadistic teacher in this whole temple." with that statement. She paused for a second, "I probably am." she said with a sigh, apprehension growing until remembering the greatest thing her short time with Ramnous had taught her, show no weakness. She took a deep breath and continued down the long hallway, heading towards the main hall where she was supposed to meet her new master.

As she entered, the main hall, she looked around. Very few people were loitering but as she looked, one figure stood out, standing next to a great obselik. She sighed, having a feeling that this person was it. She took a deep breath, quieting her thoughts and emotions before moving forward. "Um, excuse me... sir." she mentally hit herself for showing a slight bit of hesitation. She looked at Rish, waiting for him to acknowledge her.

 

[Horizon]

"Referring to me as sir is hardly the greeting I expected. From now on you refer to me as Master. If I catch you calling me anything else then I will make sure you know what punishment really feels like."

Said Rish with a quick snort at the end. She was human or at least he thought her to be. He may have just decided to put those feelings behind but it was slightly more difficult than he expected. She was quite young to be joining the ranks of the Bogan and rather frail. Rish could practically imagine himself snapping her body in half like a twig! That had to be rectified with training obviously. He couldn't send out warriors of the Bogan looking like her.

"While it is refreshing to make your acquaintance, Alice. We must see what you are all about."

Rish stepped forward, placing little space between the two of them. Reaching up slowly with his right hand and dragging one of his claws along the edges of her chin, Rish examined every little feature. Her skin was rather flawless and perhaps even beautiful. Rish just chuckled as he took his hand back and turned away.

"We'll make sure to put some wrinkles on that pretty face of yours."

Said Rish as he motioned for her to follow to begin their training together.

 

[Jejune Nightshade]

As Rish began to speak, she could feel disdain roll off of him, further exemplified by the snort at the end of his little speech. "Yes, master." she said quickly, feeling him observe her. He then began to speak again, stepping up to her and slowly dragging a claw along her chin, examining her face. She flinched slightly, unused to such careful observation. He then turned away, chuckling. At his statement about putting wrinkles on her face, her feeling of apprehension grew though it didn't show outwardly. He motioned her to follow him. She nodded, readying herself for whatever he was going to throw at her.