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Zhar Lestin
Dantooine

Upon finishing up with Markus, Zhar made his way through the enclave. On his way there he saw many younglings looking in awe at one of the well-loved jedi knights in their order. Ken Grant. The Twi’lek lifted a hand to his lekkus and stroked them for one moment as he watched at the joy of the children witnessing the wonders of the force in front of them. Floating objects, chairs and crates lifted as if by nothing. In a state of weightlessness as they circled around the room. The younglings giggled or looked on with agape mouths, thoroughly impressed by Ken’s abilities. The sight brought a smile to Zhar’s face. He hated to interrupt the moment, but he stepped inside of the room.

“Excuse me my young friends. It’s time for you to head to the library. Master Dorak will be telling the tales of the brave Nomi Sunrider.” There were a litany of groans, protesting the idea of listening to the chronicler. The Twi’lek laughed. “I know history is not as entertaining as the force in action, but it’s an important part of our order. Knowledge and wisdom are essential to any Jedi, and if you want to be anything like our Knight here, you would do well to listen.” It seemed the master had struck the right chord with the younglings. Most of them eagerly ran out through the door, while others were dragging their feet against the floor.

“It’s a pleasure to witness a knight so in tune with the force, Ken. I can understand their reluctance to leave… I’ve come here for a favor. I’m running a saber dueling exam with one of my students and a student who recently arrived from Coruscant, I don’t know if you’ve had a chance to meet her yet. Her name is Aria, and she’s approaching the path of knighthood much faster than expected. Yet, she can still learn much. A different voice than mine may help guide her further, and I think it would be great for you to meet her. She’s truly a marvel. Would you do this for me?”

Master Kasari
Coruscant

Leading her padawan forward to the library, Kasari was unsure of what to do with Xeviiy. Her ways of peace were a novel ideal, and she respected that of her student. But, the galaxy was a grandiose place where the shades of morality intertwined and could no longer be black or white. The use of the lightsaber was a tool for defense as much as it was for offense. An extension of who the Jedi is. She wanted a way for Xeviiy to understand that, but she didn’t quite know which way to lead the lesson in such a direction. Kasari was a master, but a young master who still had much to learn to be on the level of the other council members. 

There was one option she hadn’t considered for a long time, but it seemed today was the day for it. Entering the library, Kasari moved through the many rows of terminals and datapads. The Jedi Archives of Coruscant were colossal. Five floors of knowledge that seemed practically endless, so much to learn that it felt it could take lifetimes to devour every word and another few to remember, and lastly to understand. 

Kasari made her way to the door of one of the study rooms, pressing the panel on the wall for the door to slide open. “Come, Xeviiy. I have someone I want you to meet.” Once inside, Kasari moved to the corner of the room and stood alone, leaving the seat at the table for Xeviiy to take. Seated on the other side was Master Arren Kae. She was beautiful, with flowing silver hair and inquisitive eyes keenly taking apart young Xeviiy. Despite her beauty, there was a mystical presence about her. An unreadable nature, the way her force energy moved was like a storm behind clouds.

“You’ve come to an impasse. A block on your path.” Arren spoke. “Shall you sit, or shall you stand? I wonder.”
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