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The sun's light crept over the small tribal village in the plains of Ossus. The morning was warm and the air ripe with anticipation...
Tynian, a fifteen year old Ysanna, sat on a small wooden stool waiting for the arrival of the Jedi. His black hair was combed to the best of his mom's ability and his newly cleaned clothes made him itch in every uncomfortable place possible. Although in light of what the day would bring made the uncomfortableness more than bearable... for it was on this day that he was to meet his potential Jedi Master.
A few months ago the chief of his tribe had contacted the Jedi Order upon the discovery that he was attuned to the living force. He was to be trained and hopefully become a Jedi... although he was fifteen, much older than most students who were in training, the Jedi Order still agreed to send someone to assess and eventually train the young Ysanna tribesman.
After what seemed like hours, the low rumble of a shuttle's engines could be heard in the distant sky. Looking up Tynian caught a glimpse of the metallic craft making its way toward their small village. His heart began pounding in his chest unsure of what to expect. The Jedi were powerful, formidable and greatly respected... to become one of them was a great honor and not to be taken lightly. To fail would be to bring shame upon himself, his family and his entire Silver Moon tribe. Tynian vowed silently not to let that happen.
As the shuttle approached the elders of the tribe, led by Chief Ka'Tair, all made their way to the landing pad to greet the Jedi Master... Tynian was beckoned to join them and told to keep quiet until instructed differently. He stood next to the Chief and tried to keep his nervousness under control.
@One For Sorrow
Tynian, a fifteen year old Ysanna, sat on a small wooden stool waiting for the arrival of the Jedi. His black hair was combed to the best of his mom's ability and his newly cleaned clothes made him itch in every uncomfortable place possible. Although in light of what the day would bring made the uncomfortableness more than bearable... for it was on this day that he was to meet his potential Jedi Master.
A few months ago the chief of his tribe had contacted the Jedi Order upon the discovery that he was attuned to the living force. He was to be trained and hopefully become a Jedi... although he was fifteen, much older than most students who were in training, the Jedi Order still agreed to send someone to assess and eventually train the young Ysanna tribesman.
After what seemed like hours, the low rumble of a shuttle's engines could be heard in the distant sky. Looking up Tynian caught a glimpse of the metallic craft making its way toward their small village. His heart began pounding in his chest unsure of what to expect. The Jedi were powerful, formidable and greatly respected... to become one of them was a great honor and not to be taken lightly. To fail would be to bring shame upon himself, his family and his entire Silver Moon tribe. Tynian vowed silently not to let that happen.
As the shuttle approached the elders of the tribe, led by Chief Ka'Tair, all made their way to the landing pad to greet the Jedi Master... Tynian was beckoned to join them and told to keep quiet until instructed differently. He stood next to the Chief and tried to keep his nervousness under control.
@One For Sorrow