"It hasn't been too different from last year." Rukeewei answered as Ariel stood up. "My second place spot in the competition did gain me a few new regulars, so I made a bit more this year than the last. I still aim to win that competition, though. That could really propel my business forward. I am looking forward to the next festival; the batch I have fermenting for this next year is going to be special. It's being made from a combination of a local berry, and a sort of root from Morrowind. It is meant to make it nice and crisp. It is also going to be a bit of an experiment. I asked Ariel to add just a bit of alchemy in the brew. From the way I understand it, it will have that same calming sensation as a healing potion, but with a much less bland taste. I have never tried adding magic to wine before, but it might be enough to impress the judges."
"Hmm, magic wine. Thinking about it, that makes sense." Ahnasha began. "Alchemy seems to be able to create just as wide of a range of effects as magic itself, so I don't see why you can't do the same thing with food? Have flavors that disappear or change as you are eating, or maybe something related to illusion that just makes you think it is the greatest taste on Nirn? If it works out, you might be able to bring an entirely new product into town." She suggested before glancing to Sabine. "Maybe it is something you could try if you ever have the spare ingredients?"
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Kaleeth had never heard of the kinds of creations that Ariel described, though by the way the others acted, neither had they. For someone just to create something entirely new like that seemed almost unbelievable, but by the way the others had described Ariel, she was an intelligent and inventive person. Kaleeth wondered what it would be like to have such a mind, one that could easily go beyond what others taught her to find something entirely new. It was the same with Meesei and her magic, but it was not a skill that Kaleeth had never seemed to possess. There had been a point early in her life where she tried coming up with new ways of hunting, but after a few, admittedly severe, failures, and some scolding from her father, she decided it was best to just do whatever he told her. Honestly, she had been afraid to come up with new strategies ever since.
Kaleeth shook her head. "Oh no...well, the Treeminder tried. All of the hatchlings were tested to see if we were good with magic, but I was not. There were a lot of things I wasn't good at, but I was not bad with throwing spears, so father decided to make me a hunter. I couldn't use a bow that well, but there was something about throwing spears that just made sense to me. I couldn't throw them that hard, but I always seemed to hit the right spots. Of course, now, with all my, um, training, I could probably throw one through one of these walls." Kaleeth commented. Prior to joining the pack, the weapon she had been most experienced with was the spear. She could have picked up training with it again, but none of the others in the pack had special training with it, apart from Lorag. However, during her less emotionally stable phase after becoming a lycan, she had only been comfortable with training with Janius. Plus, her skill with spears mostly only applied to throwing them, which was fine for hunting, but for fighting other people, she did not think it was a good idea to throw her primary weapon.
It was not long before Rukeewei was finally able to let his brother take over and end his shift, after which he immediately made his way over to the others in the corner. The meat was starting to come close to cooked, and the crowd of patrons had thinned out substantially. He noticed that the others were in the middle of talking when he approached, so he simply said hello once more as he sat down beside Ariel, this time giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.
Kaleeth shook her head. "Oh no...well, the Treeminder tried. All of the hatchlings were tested to see if we were good with magic, but I was not. There were a lot of things I wasn't good at, but I was not bad with throwing spears, so father decided to make me a hunter. I couldn't use a bow that well, but there was something about throwing spears that just made sense to me. I couldn't throw them that hard, but I always seemed to hit the right spots. Of course, now, with all my, um, training, I could probably throw one through one of these walls." Kaleeth commented. Prior to joining the pack, the weapon she had been most experienced with was the spear. She could have picked up training with it again, but none of the others in the pack had special training with it, apart from Lorag. However, during her less emotionally stable phase after becoming a lycan, she had only been comfortable with training with Janius. Plus, her skill with spears mostly only applied to throwing them, which was fine for hunting, but for fighting other people, she did not think it was a good idea to throw her primary weapon.
It was not long before Rukeewei was finally able to let his brother take over and end his shift, after which he immediately made his way over to the others in the corner. The meat was starting to come close to cooked, and the crowd of patrons had thinned out substantially. He noticed that the others were in the middle of talking when he approached, so he simply said hello once more as he sat down beside Ariel, this time giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.
Lorag gave a nod. "Yeah, it's been a while, but with how much training the Legion insisted on putting us through before we headed up there, I doubt I'll ever forget how to handle it. Skyrim has the kind of cold that can kill ya in minutes if you're not prepared, at least in some spots. I think Bruma's the same way; maybe not quite as bad, but still. We'll need fur, definitely. Nothin' we can find in this swamp will cut it. We'll need to either buy something when we get to the Imperial City, or kill something along the way. No way I'm headin' all the way up there without proper furs. Also, we'll need to carry around some good firewood with us all the time, instead of just lookin' for it when we need it. It takes up weight and space, but when you're cold, you might need a fire right then and there."
To both Meesei and Kaleeth, Lorag's description of the cold was less than encouraging. For a race designed for the warm, humid swamps, a snowstorm was a nightmare. Meesei had experienced a few cold nights in Cyrodiil, and even some light snow, but she doubted that Kaleeth had even felt cold before, much less seen snow. Not that it was going to be much more pleasant for any of the others. "You see, this is why I much prefer the heat. While it is possible to die of overheating, it is much easier to freeze to death. Still, we have time to prepare, and given Lorag's training, we should have no issue. Since this is going to be our last real time together with Ariel before leaving the marsh, I would rather not spend it going over our worries. I would rather relax and talk about...whatever seems interesting. Do you have any ideas for what kind of potions to create for next year's festival, Ariel? I am sure that will be a great opportunity for you." Meesei asked, at which point she noticed Hides-In-Trees enter the inn. He did not take over for Rukeewei just yet, but it likely would not be long.
To both Meesei and Kaleeth, Lorag's description of the cold was less than encouraging. For a race designed for the warm, humid swamps, a snowstorm was a nightmare. Meesei had experienced a few cold nights in Cyrodiil, and even some light snow, but she doubted that Kaleeth had even felt cold before, much less seen snow. Not that it was going to be much more pleasant for any of the others. "You see, this is why I much prefer the heat. While it is possible to die of overheating, it is much easier to freeze to death. Still, we have time to prepare, and given Lorag's training, we should have no issue. Since this is going to be our last real time together with Ariel before leaving the marsh, I would rather not spend it going over our worries. I would rather relax and talk about...whatever seems interesting. Do you have any ideas for what kind of potions to create for next year's festival, Ariel? I am sure that will be a great opportunity for you." Meesei asked, at which point she noticed Hides-In-Trees enter the inn. He did not take over for Rukeewei just yet, but it likely would not be long.
Ssarak Dyreackthanose and Darius
Ssarak nodded, taking another drink. "Very well, let us begin simply. Where are you from, and where did you learn to fight? I recall seeing your swordsmanship during the attack a few months ago. Granted, it was not quite possible to observe the particulars of your style, given the circumstance, but you certainly held your own."
"I am from Yarosmere. To be more specific, Portti. I owe my skills to the army. I had joined when I was old enough to do so, and worked my way up in the ranks. I was assigned to guard the representatives of Yarosmere, but in was overcome with, what was it called..." He trailed of as he tried to remeber the term, snapping his fingers when he did. "Blood Sickness! I passed out, and when I woke up. The representatives were gone, along with everything they brought with them." Darius clenched his hand into a fist. There were a few small snaps in the air around him before he shook his head and looked at Ssarak. "I will ask you the same question."
It made sense that Darius had been in a military. It was a common source of combat knowledge, though there were other ways of attaining it. In all honesty, Ssarak still did not know what blood Darius actually had. It would be good for his next question, but first, he needed to answer Darius'. "Well, I was hatched in the Scorched Lands, so I am not uncommon in that respect. I was of clan Dyre, the son of one of its warriors. As such, I was raised to be one of its warriors as well, from before my first memories. In that, I was successful, and served them in war against our rival clan for many years before I left. I was a part of many battles with clan Xhoth, and the Scorched Lands themselves can be a foe of their own, so I do not lack experience. My role within our forces placed me on the front lines, hence my preference for heavy armor. I prefer large weapons, though as I am sure you know, warfare requires diverse training. I can also use polearms, blades, shields, and so on. What is it that you are skilled in? As you know, I am a psychomancer, but I do not know your blood."
Darius could not remember the name for his blood, so he decided to just explain it. "I can use the air to my advantage, but I can only control one part of it. I can make myself stronger than I usually am. The other parts I can control by using my anger to do it. I never found out about it until after I over-exerted myself during the attack." He leaned back in his chair as he tried to think of one more question. A question from earlier in the day popped into his head. He nodded towards the subject of the question. "Who is the child?"
"Her name is Lyn." Ssarak said, with a quick pause for another drink. "I do not know if you have met her, but do you know of Mar? She is a Naga, and Lyn is her child. Her's and Althalus', a Human man. As for why she is here..." He began, glancing at Lyn as he debated on how much he needed to reveal in order to avoid upsetting Lyn. "I cannot say I entirely know why. She is quite good at hiding, however, so I hope that is an advantage that will play in her favor on the road ahead. I do not like that we have to bring her into danger, but I fear we have little choice in the matter. I do not believe we can safely return her at this point."
With his answer out of the way, Ssarak moved on to his next question. "So, during your time with the army, or afterwards, how many battles have you been in?"
Darius was surprised to hear that Lyn was the child of a Naga and a human. He would not have thought that possible, but the child was proof. He thought about Ssarak's question. There had been a lot, and he had the scars to prove it. But he did not know the count. "Twelve years worth. I do not have a count of them, but they were many. Quite a few were against small groups of Naga that caused trouble." He shuddered at the memories, then looked up at Ssarak. "If you ever get into a fight with a Naga..." He tapped the side of his head. "It won't come back after that."
"I will be sure to keep it in mind, though Naga are not terribly common here. Still, I will be cautious of wounding strikes if the need arises. I suppose that is a good policy for any being with which you are unfamiliar." Ssarak commented. He had only asked a few questions, but he had worked out all of the useful information he had been seeking. Darius was a novice Aeromancer with significant military training. Ssarak still had the impression from previous meetings that he was an unsavory individual, so perhaps, he reasoned, his next course of action should be to determine how accurate that impression was. "I just have one more question..." He began as he finished off his mug. "Would you like another drink?"
Ssarak nodded, taking another drink. "Very well, let us begin simply. Where are you from, and where did you learn to fight? I recall seeing your swordsmanship during the attack a few months ago. Granted, it was not quite possible to observe the particulars of your style, given the circumstance, but you certainly held your own."
"I am from Yarosmere. To be more specific, Portti. I owe my skills to the army. I had joined when I was old enough to do so, and worked my way up in the ranks. I was assigned to guard the representatives of Yarosmere, but in was overcome with, what was it called..." He trailed of as he tried to remeber the term, snapping his fingers when he did. "Blood Sickness! I passed out, and when I woke up. The representatives were gone, along with everything they brought with them." Darius clenched his hand into a fist. There were a few small snaps in the air around him before he shook his head and looked at Ssarak. "I will ask you the same question."
It made sense that Darius had been in a military. It was a common source of combat knowledge, though there were other ways of attaining it. In all honesty, Ssarak still did not know what blood Darius actually had. It would be good for his next question, but first, he needed to answer Darius'. "Well, I was hatched in the Scorched Lands, so I am not uncommon in that respect. I was of clan Dyre, the son of one of its warriors. As such, I was raised to be one of its warriors as well, from before my first memories. In that, I was successful, and served them in war against our rival clan for many years before I left. I was a part of many battles with clan Xhoth, and the Scorched Lands themselves can be a foe of their own, so I do not lack experience. My role within our forces placed me on the front lines, hence my preference for heavy armor. I prefer large weapons, though as I am sure you know, warfare requires diverse training. I can also use polearms, blades, shields, and so on. What is it that you are skilled in? As you know, I am a psychomancer, but I do not know your blood."
Darius could not remember the name for his blood, so he decided to just explain it. "I can use the air to my advantage, but I can only control one part of it. I can make myself stronger than I usually am. The other parts I can control by using my anger to do it. I never found out about it until after I over-exerted myself during the attack." He leaned back in his chair as he tried to think of one more question. A question from earlier in the day popped into his head. He nodded towards the subject of the question. "Who is the child?"
"Her name is Lyn." Ssarak said, with a quick pause for another drink. "I do not know if you have met her, but do you know of Mar? She is a Naga, and Lyn is her child. Her's and Althalus', a Human man. As for why she is here..." He began, glancing at Lyn as he debated on how much he needed to reveal in order to avoid upsetting Lyn. "I cannot say I entirely know why. She is quite good at hiding, however, so I hope that is an advantage that will play in her favor on the road ahead. I do not like that we have to bring her into danger, but I fear we have little choice in the matter. I do not believe we can safely return her at this point."
With his answer out of the way, Ssarak moved on to his next question. "So, during your time with the army, or afterwards, how many battles have you been in?"
Darius was surprised to hear that Lyn was the child of a Naga and a human. He would not have thought that possible, but the child was proof. He thought about Ssarak's question. There had been a lot, and he had the scars to prove it. But he did not know the count. "Twelve years worth. I do not have a count of them, but they were many. Quite a few were against small groups of Naga that caused trouble." He shuddered at the memories, then looked up at Ssarak. "If you ever get into a fight with a Naga..." He tapped the side of his head. "It won't come back after that."
"I will be sure to keep it in mind, though Naga are not terribly common here. Still, I will be cautious of wounding strikes if the need arises. I suppose that is a good policy for any being with which you are unfamiliar." Ssarak commented. He had only asked a few questions, but he had worked out all of the useful information he had been seeking. Darius was a novice Aeromancer with significant military training. Ssarak still had the impression from previous meetings that he was an unsavory individual, so perhaps, he reasoned, his next course of action should be to determine how accurate that impression was. "I just have one more question..." He began as he finished off his mug. "Would you like another drink?"
Sorry for the shorter post, I am juggling multiple RPs at the moment.
"I was able to help this time." Kaleeth answered immediately, and with a bit of enthusiasm. "Normally, I am too slow to keep up with everyone else, but this time, I waited in the water and they led it to me. I...killed it quickly. I don't know what it was, really. I don't know the kinds of animals that live in this part of Black Marsh. It wasn't too big or strong, just a plant-eater or scavenger, but it was at least something."
Meesei picked up once Kaleeth stopped. "We have had some issues...training Kaleeth since she joined us, but she has improved greatly. I do not suspect we will face any issues once we reach Bruma. Speaking of which, we should be sure to find appropriate clothing before we arrive there. I have heard it is of a less-than-ideal temperature. Do you have any experience dealing with the cold, Ariel? I am not certain what the climate in Vos was like for the winter months."
Meesei picked up once Kaleeth stopped. "We have had some issues...training Kaleeth since she joined us, but she has improved greatly. I do not suspect we will face any issues once we reach Bruma. Speaking of which, we should be sure to find appropriate clothing before we arrive there. I have heard it is of a less-than-ideal temperature. Do you have any experience dealing with the cold, Ariel? I am not certain what the climate in Vos was like for the winter months."
Hey Konan, perhaps we should do a quick collab with this bit, that way we don't have too many conversation posts?
Normally, Rukeewei probably would not have allowed the strange lizard into his inn, but given that they were friends, he could make an exception for Leaps. He, of course, saw the burns on Rhazii's face, but decided it would not be best to ask about them. Instead, he simply looked down a the cub with a warm smile. Once Ariel arrived and greeted him, Rukeewei returned Ariel's smile and kept his arms around her for a few moments. "Yes, I just have a little while longer on my shift...but you can go ahead and put the meat on the fire, if you like. It should be done by the time I am." He suggested just in time for another of his patrons to call out to him for another drink. As it was one of his regulars, a simple nod was all that was needed to confirm his order. "I shouldn't be long." He added before returning to serve the other customers.
Although the others already knew about the medicine, Ahnasha still did not want to call too much attention to it, or make it seem too important. She did not want to seem like she was in too much of a rush to get a hold of it, so she decided not to talk about it at first. Instead, she simply decided to greet her as the others were getting ready to start their meal. "Good to see you again, Ariel. How has your business been today?"
Although the others already knew about the medicine, Ahnasha still did not want to call too much attention to it, or make it seem too important. She did not want to seem like she was in too much of a rush to get a hold of it, so she decided not to talk about it at first. Instead, she simply decided to greet her as the others were getting ready to start their meal. "Good to see you again, Ariel. How has your business been today?"
Rareth and Shuo did what they could to keep the remaining rebels back as the others rushed into the door. As planned, her blade was able to make quick work of one who tried advancing too close on her side. At least one of the rebels tried to use a grenade of his own, but when telekinetically pushed it back in mid-air, they elected not to try it again. The data center would not be far ahead, and hopefully there would not be a significant number of guards protecting it. Before that, however, herself and Shuo needed to get through the door with the others and, more importantly, prevent themselves from being followed.
After reloading her pistol, Rareth quickly looked to the door, then to Shuo. "Go, run for it!" She ordered, quickly taking Shuo's place after he started to run, Setting her pistol to full auto, Rareth simply fired blindly down the hall to keep their enemies suppressed. Shuo ended up taking a hit or two to the shields, but nevertheless made it through the door, which left only Rareth to follow. Luckily, her ability to teleport across open ground made it a significantly easier task.
Rareth ran to catch up with the others once through the door, but she knew that the rebels would only be seconds behind her, and since Bit had broken through the locks on the door, there was no sealing it behind them. As she reached the rest of her team, she quickly glanced behind her. "We need to seal this behind us...Bit! Can you take down the ceiling?"
After reloading her pistol, Rareth quickly looked to the door, then to Shuo. "Go, run for it!" She ordered, quickly taking Shuo's place after he started to run, Setting her pistol to full auto, Rareth simply fired blindly down the hall to keep their enemies suppressed. Shuo ended up taking a hit or two to the shields, but nevertheless made it through the door, which left only Rareth to follow. Luckily, her ability to teleport across open ground made it a significantly easier task.
Rareth ran to catch up with the others once through the door, but she knew that the rebels would only be seconds behind her, and since Bit had broken through the locks on the door, there was no sealing it behind them. As she reached the rest of her team, she quickly glanced behind her. "We need to seal this behind us...Bit! Can you take down the ceiling?"
Name: Shir-Val-Kuul
Gender: Female
Species: Tiss'shar
Age: 27
Homeworld: Tiss'sharl
Appearance:
Personality: While Shir is not a person who directly disagrees with the Jedi Code, she disagrees in many ways with how the modern Jedi Order carries itself. Although she had never considered leaving the order, she cannot help but to feel that the Jedi's current path is far too short sighted and narrow minded, and that they have lost sight of what the Jedi are meant to be.
Shir is a person who tends to break a lot of molds and does not easily conform to categorization. She does not hide or suppress emotion to the same extent as other Jedi, but they rarely note her acting on either of its extremes. She does not always approach situations with the same formality as other Jedi, but she is still quite well-spoken and educated. Overall, she tries to mold herself to be adaptive in any respect she can.
Flaws: As a combat specialist, Shir has not dedicated as much time to honing her force abilities as some other Jedi. One of the force abilities she did take time to learn, force body, can leave her injured and weakened, to which her limted healing abilities cannot repair in any short amount of time. As well, while her unique personality among Jedi gives her perspective that others would not have, she is more vulnerable to her emotions as a result.
Skills: Lightsaber forms: Shii-Cho, Makashi, Soresu, Ataru.
Shir's fighting style involves rapidly and unpredicatbly shifting techniques mid-combat based on need, or to confuse foes. As a weapon master, she is skilled with a versatile set of weapons and styles.
Equipment: An extended hilt, dual phase lightsaber, orange color (uses two color crystals)
Lightsaber shoto, green crystal
A tool belt with pouches for useful items (datapad, comm link, etc...)
Force Abilities: As a combat specialist, Shir's focus has not been on strengthening her force abilities. She does not have many abilities beyond the core abilities all Jedi possess, such as telekinesis (which she uses almost exclusively for enchancing her combat abilities), only force body, and very limited force healing, given time and concentration.
History: As with most Jedi, the parents to which Shir-Val-Kuul was hatched and her homeworld in general had little bearing on her life, as she was taken from them at a young age for training. For the first few years, there seemed to be nothing exceptional about her, but as the other initiates were taught to conform to the expectations of a Jedi's behavior, Shir was just a bit different. She was not exactly rebellious, and her instructors could not say at any point that she was violating the Jedi code, but her personality stood out from the rest. And, as her skills developed, it became clear that her interests were somewhat different as well. Whenever she had time to herself, she preferred to research weapons and fighting techniques. This was not terribly uncommon, and as long as she could display the wisdom and emotional control of a Jedi, she could learn to become a Jedi Guardian, but it was the kinds of styles she liked to practice which her instructors found interesting. It was not only lightsabers, but blades, staves, whips, and even blasters in which she found interest.
As time passed and Shir passed the appropriate trials, she was eventually selected as a padawan by a Togruta Jedi named Rohlta, who also shared somewhat unconventional interpretations of the Jedi code. In their years as master and padawan, Shir grew to adopt many of his philosophies. Although, as was common for her, she always tended to seek her own interpretations of her experiences. Her master promoted a degree of individualism within her that some of his fellow Jedi found worrying, but as she was able to pass each of her trials of knighthood without too much issue by the end of her apprenticeship, it seemed as if she was going to make a fine Jedi.
Through her time as a padawan, Shir had never stopped her training with weapons unconventional for a Jedi, from variations of lightsabers, to her own teeth and claws, and it continued well into her knighthood. It was a foregone conclusion that Shir was to be a Jedi Guardian, given her intense focus on physical combat. As such, her missions caused her to be quite active in galactic peacekeeping, especially in the Clone Wars themselves. She has been known for finding unconventional methods for overcoming foes and other obstacles.
Through her experience in the field, as well as her constant training, Shir eventually earned the title of Jedi Weapon Master, though her eventual choice of primary weapon was somewhat more conventional than most with the title. She found that using a dual-phase lightsaber gave her the most effectiveness due to its versitility, but even then she felt too trapped within a certain stye. Over time, she began carrying a shoto which she could use as a parrying blade if needed, as well as extending the length of her lightsaber's hilt for greater grip and control. Although, given the extent of her weapons training, she is capable of using many more types of weapons.
At present, Shir is between missions at the Jedi temple. Strangely for her, instead of her usual training, she is often finding herself in the archives, researching not some ancient fighting style, but the history of the Jedi Order itself.
Gender: Female
Species: Tiss'shar
Age: 27
Homeworld: Tiss'sharl
Appearance:
Personality: While Shir is not a person who directly disagrees with the Jedi Code, she disagrees in many ways with how the modern Jedi Order carries itself. Although she had never considered leaving the order, she cannot help but to feel that the Jedi's current path is far too short sighted and narrow minded, and that they have lost sight of what the Jedi are meant to be.
Shir is a person who tends to break a lot of molds and does not easily conform to categorization. She does not hide or suppress emotion to the same extent as other Jedi, but they rarely note her acting on either of its extremes. She does not always approach situations with the same formality as other Jedi, but she is still quite well-spoken and educated. Overall, she tries to mold herself to be adaptive in any respect she can.
Flaws: As a combat specialist, Shir has not dedicated as much time to honing her force abilities as some other Jedi. One of the force abilities she did take time to learn, force body, can leave her injured and weakened, to which her limted healing abilities cannot repair in any short amount of time. As well, while her unique personality among Jedi gives her perspective that others would not have, she is more vulnerable to her emotions as a result.
Skills: Lightsaber forms: Shii-Cho, Makashi, Soresu, Ataru.
Shir's fighting style involves rapidly and unpredicatbly shifting techniques mid-combat based on need, or to confuse foes. As a weapon master, she is skilled with a versatile set of weapons and styles.
Equipment: An extended hilt, dual phase lightsaber, orange color (uses two color crystals)
Lightsaber shoto, green crystal
A tool belt with pouches for useful items (datapad, comm link, etc...)
Force Abilities: As a combat specialist, Shir's focus has not been on strengthening her force abilities. She does not have many abilities beyond the core abilities all Jedi possess, such as telekinesis (which she uses almost exclusively for enchancing her combat abilities), only force body, and very limited force healing, given time and concentration.
History: As with most Jedi, the parents to which Shir-Val-Kuul was hatched and her homeworld in general had little bearing on her life, as she was taken from them at a young age for training. For the first few years, there seemed to be nothing exceptional about her, but as the other initiates were taught to conform to the expectations of a Jedi's behavior, Shir was just a bit different. She was not exactly rebellious, and her instructors could not say at any point that she was violating the Jedi code, but her personality stood out from the rest. And, as her skills developed, it became clear that her interests were somewhat different as well. Whenever she had time to herself, she preferred to research weapons and fighting techniques. This was not terribly uncommon, and as long as she could display the wisdom and emotional control of a Jedi, she could learn to become a Jedi Guardian, but it was the kinds of styles she liked to practice which her instructors found interesting. It was not only lightsabers, but blades, staves, whips, and even blasters in which she found interest.
As time passed and Shir passed the appropriate trials, she was eventually selected as a padawan by a Togruta Jedi named Rohlta, who also shared somewhat unconventional interpretations of the Jedi code. In their years as master and padawan, Shir grew to adopt many of his philosophies. Although, as was common for her, she always tended to seek her own interpretations of her experiences. Her master promoted a degree of individualism within her that some of his fellow Jedi found worrying, but as she was able to pass each of her trials of knighthood without too much issue by the end of her apprenticeship, it seemed as if she was going to make a fine Jedi.
Through her time as a padawan, Shir had never stopped her training with weapons unconventional for a Jedi, from variations of lightsabers, to her own teeth and claws, and it continued well into her knighthood. It was a foregone conclusion that Shir was to be a Jedi Guardian, given her intense focus on physical combat. As such, her missions caused her to be quite active in galactic peacekeeping, especially in the Clone Wars themselves. She has been known for finding unconventional methods for overcoming foes and other obstacles.
Through her experience in the field, as well as her constant training, Shir eventually earned the title of Jedi Weapon Master, though her eventual choice of primary weapon was somewhat more conventional than most with the title. She found that using a dual-phase lightsaber gave her the most effectiveness due to its versitility, but even then she felt too trapped within a certain stye. Over time, she began carrying a shoto which she could use as a parrying blade if needed, as well as extending the length of her lightsaber's hilt for greater grip and control. Although, given the extent of her weapons training, she is capable of using many more types of weapons.
At present, Shir is between missions at the Jedi temple. Strangely for her, instead of her usual training, she is often finding herself in the archives, researching not some ancient fighting style, but the history of the Jedi Order itself.
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