Drokan had only been in the Grey Jedi order for a couple of weeks and it already felt more homely than the blasted jedi temple full of no good Jedi. Here people were kind to him and accepted him despite not being everything his father was. Today he was in the training room practicing the rare force ability he contained. Electric judgement was a force power believed to be only used by the oldest of Jedi. Rarely can a young Knight such as himself have the slightest control of it or master such a power. He sat crossed legged on the ground concentrating trying to invoke the power he used on the sith that had been beating that boy long ago. He channeled his emotions and pushed them away making sure his mind was blank. HE tried for hours on hours but nothing seemed to happen. When he tired he got up and walked to the front of the base just as Mex the leader of their small order walked in.Drokan smiled and walked over to him,"[color=004b80]How was the hunt out there today? did you find anything worth keeping?[/color]"He asked. Drokan was big on lost artifacts and anything that held knowledge of powers long lost. The great thing about being a grey Jedi was that there was no restrictions on what is the limit of your studies. Once in awhile the leader would come back with a book or some sort of knowledgeable item to give to Drokan.