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Rain pelted the light cloak of pale green a Togruta donned in the middle of a small clearing, a meadow almost, in the forests of Empress Teta just outside the Sage Halls. Not the best weather, clearly, but for this particular class Ashara couldn't have asked for anything more.
Deep meditation cleared the Sage's mind, allowing her to reach out quite a distance to sense her surroundings. The energy from the trees, the shrubs, the bushes, the grasses and flowers were intoxicating. The sentients in the Sage Halls, and when she touched the city some klicks away, were chaotic in comparison. At times they threatened to rip her from the serenity she found. She did not condemn this. Indeed, she hardly thought of it. It simply was, in her mind. There was nothing to think about.
It was here that she waited for the students that had signed up for this rather unique class, one that was long in coming. Quite a few had expressed interest and she was curious to see whether or not they would show up given the weather. They would be in for a lot worse, so it would only be for the better that they might not show up.
Or would it? It would be necessary to mold all Jedi into warriors in the defense of peace and freedom and all had to start somewhere.
Either way, there was no use in worrying over it. Whoever came would be who would be taught. No more and no less.
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