Cyril Khan
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The sun just began to enter the training room shortly after the time keeping systems of the Temple struck seven solar hours. Typically students met their masters at eight solar hours in the morning, but a certain strict master required something different. Unfortunately, no Jedi, including him, ever told new students about his private rules. The new student that day would not have known and could not have arrived on time. Luckily, this problem remained common among all previous students this master trained.
"You're late." No other words exited Master Velvar's lips as he felt the student enter. The new pupil probably didn't even have a chance to take a single breath in the training room when the course master began his usual lecture. "Training begins at sunrise; don't be late again, or I'll let dinkos nest in your lodgings."
Of course, this master hardly did anything to seriously harm his students. He meant to teach the ways of the Order, whether the student agreed with them or not, and to exterminate arrogance in some fashion. Depending on the pupil, the training could prove either easy or difficult. One thing was for certain; he never praised any good act and always mentioned every flaw verbally.
"You're late." No other words exited Master Velvar's lips as he felt the student enter. The new pupil probably didn't even have a chance to take a single breath in the training room when the course master began his usual lecture. "Training begins at sunrise; don't be late again, or I'll let dinkos nest in your lodgings."
Of course, this master hardly did anything to seriously harm his students. He meant to teach the ways of the Order, whether the student agreed with them or not, and to exterminate arrogance in some fashion. Depending on the pupil, the training could prove either easy or difficult. One thing was for certain; he never praised any good act and always mentioned every flaw verbally.