Post by Vaen on Jun 17, 2009 17:54:29 GMT -5
Name: Vaen Baiden (No longer uses last name.)
Race: Human
Age: 17
Height: 5'9”
Weight: 110lbs
Appearance: (If anyone's willing to do a commission of this I'd appreciate it.)
Vaen is not the most imposing of figures, of course the Jedi robes go a long way to amending this, while his frame is thin it is also of an athletic build and aside a few training scars his skin is mostly unmarked. The most notable exception is the sickle shaped scar beneath his right eye which is still very visible. Vaen usually wears white robes with a brown sash and boots as well as a dark brown hooded cloak. His deep green eyes almost communicate his depth and keenness of thought and he keeps his brown hair short with the traditional braid falling along the right of his face.
Birth place: Alderaan
Faction: Jedi
Rank: Padawan
Bio:
The Baiden family had a long history of Senatorial service to the Galactic Republic, both lengthy and distinguished. There was however a second record of service which was publicly unknown and just as long as the Baidens' Senatorial record. The family had a long record of Force sensitivity and in the interest of neither asset being compromised there was a agreement that each first born son would be given to the Jedi Order at the expense of their stake to the name Baiden even if they were to leave the Order. While other male children would serve the Republic as Senatorial Guards it was expected of the female offspring of the family to enter politics in a more active role as Senators, Ambassadors or in any other such positions. Some considered the practice to be outdated but the Baiden family continued to (and in fact still does)adhere to the tradition.
It was this duty to which Vaen was born and was given to the Order at the usual age of 2.
Vaen grew up never knowing the nobility of which he had been disinherited, he was a less than average pupil as a Youngling and some of his peers made no secret of the fact that they looked down on him, little did they know how soon he would overtake them and how far he would go after being selected as a Padawan.
Vaen, already seeking to be a good Jedi, would simply attempt to brush off their comments, being an almost willing victim, consequently very little ever got done about it, Vaen's own silence condemned him. He felt alone and he simply wished to be left alone. But in his repression of his emotions he made them all the worse.
As a Youngling he struggled with saber training in particular and though he understood the theory he didn't have the forwardness to implement a lot of what he had learned in training spars. Restraint might have been a good trait for a Jedi but not for a Youngling surrounded by self-proclaimed 'great duellists.'
When he was only 9 an event occurred which, little did he know, would define the remainder of his life in the Order. A spar of his with one of the ringleaders of his torment spiralled out of control, though they only used practice sabers both boys were wounded before they could be pulled apart.
Shortly after the fight the boys, were brought before the Council under threat of expulsion and Vaen, feeling quite inadequate, accepted culpability for what had transpired. But Azura Felle, a Jedi Mater and Sentinel took pity upon the boys noble foolishness and immediately saved him by taking him as her third and ultimately final Padawan. Though Azura was already an elderly woman the Council did not dispute her decision as she was so well respected amongst the Jedi.
Vaen, as has been said, was still unaware of what a great effect Azura would have on his life but it was clear to him that she was both wise and powerful, as old as she was to watch her in combat was truly amazing, her mastery of the Force was to be greatly respected and her wisdom in diplomacy was as great as the Order had known. Her teaching revolved around the concept of “Everything in moderation.” That a Jedi needn't be a single thing. Because he had only previously received training in Shii-Cho one of the first things she taught him was the basic principles of Form III.
“Why Form III?” he had asked. “It's so bland.”
“But effective,” she responded, “at its worst combat is simply the practice of two opponents banging their heads together until one dies, this is true of single and larger scale battle. Strategy though is the practice of allowing the opponent to defeat themselves and it is strategy that is the essence of Soresu.”
She went on to explain that Form III was the most passive, the most suited to the Jedi. She told him that the tendency with most Forms, particularly the more aggressive, was not to master the Form but allow oneself to be mastered by it. Especially with more aggressive Forms this could eventually lead to the Dark Side, she explained that this danger was minimized if not eradicated by Form III and told the young Vaen to emulate his Form in all things. What she did not tell him was that she had chosen to teach him exclusively Soresu for a number of reasons, chiefly she had sensed the restrained fury which had driven him to pursue the the out of control duel to its final stupidity.
That said she sensed the good and noble intention behind the repression of his aggressive feelings and proposed to give him a medium through which to actually control any emerging rage rather than simply temporarily repress it.
Azura spent a year training and tutoring her new Apprentice before taking him on a mission.
By chance their first mission as Master and Padawan was to settle a political dispute on Vaen's home world, disgruntled corporate officials had taken out a bounty on Alderaan's Senatorial representative following taxation hikes in the sector but it was unknown at that point where the contract had originated, Alderaan had appealed to the Jedi to investigate after an assassination attempt was failed. In transit to the planet Vaen asked when he would finally be allowed to construct his own lightsaber. Azura thereupon produced a saber crystal from her robes and told him, “You may construct your own weapon when and only when you can take this crystal from my palm.”
Vaen immediately attempted to snatch the saber crystal away but his Master withdrew her hand far too quickly. Vaen would repeat this exercise innumerable times always with the same result.
Upon arriving on Alderaan an attempt to remove the Jedi was immediately made a blaster bolt was fired upon Vaen from long range, which Azura quite casually deflected before continuing introductions. While all Vaen wanted to do was track down the assassin Azura had him be still, meditate, assuring him that the hunter would come to them and thus become the hunted.
In between his meditations Azura offered the saber crystal to him again, this time he opted to use the Force to try and lift the crystal, again he failed as Master Felle's pull was far stronger. Later, while he was meditating Vaen was visited by a young boy whom he did not at the time know to be the Senator's own son. While Azura conducted her investigation the two boys would talk and Vaen realized who the boy was. A few days later the boy, who Vaen had discovered was named Dett, admitted that he had sometimes explored the city's old aqueducts and that he had seen a 'strange man' down there. Determined to hunt down the assassin Vaen had Dett lead him down there only to be ambushed.
The assassin, a Rhodian named Geetso, shot the younger boy before letting off a Thermal Detonator and escaping. Vaen dragged his Dett's body from the collapsing ducts and returned to his Master in disgrace. The bounty hunter had narrowly escaped the planet and the mystery remained unsolved.
His Master had expected better from Vaen and he knew it, for a while they did not speak. In an apparent attempt to break the tension Azura offered him the crystal again, he eyed it but made no move to grab it and in response she placed it in his palm. When he asked why she responded thusly: “Because you have learned the value of what I was trying to teach you all along. Patience and because I feel it will be your hardest lesson.”
It was another year before Azura asked details about himself. Though she knew of his situation she wished to be more aware of him as a person. When she asked him about his past he quite understandably didn't want to discuss it, when she asked his ambitions for the future he said he didn't know what exactly he wanted to do.
She sighed, “The one who does not look to his past has no future. The one who does not look to his future has squandered his past.” Refusing to accept this assessment of his life Vaen thought long and hard for a minute.
“When I dream,” he told her, “I dream of being only half the Jedi my Master is.”
“You should know your Master's way, but learn your own.” she replied. Vaen was dubious about this though, as it seemed his own way hadn't served him well at all.
Azura had previously tutored two other Jedi, the second had become a great Jedi in their own right but the first was known as Master Felle's single greatest failure. At the time she had been a much younger woman, full of life and energy rather than wisdom, newly a Knight herself she had rushed to take on an Apprentice. At the time Azura and her Apprentice (a female Zabrak named Keth) had practised almost pure Ataru and eventually Keth had twisted her species' natural determination into pure arrogance which would lead her to leave the Order and fall to the Dark Side.
Keth resurfaced and lured the pair to her home planet of Iridonia, she then separated Vaen from his Master and pursued him through the wasteland all the while attempting to turn him. Her intent was to use Vaen to get at her former Master, but the Padawan resisted and finding himself cornered in between the much more experienced duellist and a deep chasm he attempted to hold her off. Vaen found himself almost completely unable to keep up with Keth and her sheer aggression.
After a while the pair disarmed one another, their sabers falling into the valley and so they fought hand to hand, Keth at one point even resorted to butting the Padawan with her horns, he would carry the scar as a memento of the duel for years afterwards. Vaen was easily overpowered by his predecessor and only by his Master's timely arrival was he saved.
Without a weapon Keth was forced to flee but she began a year long campaign against the two Jedi. Once Azura told Vaen more about his former Apprentic he began to understand more and more why his Master had elected not to tutor him in Ataru and instilled in him the principles which she had. Nevertheless he also requested that she teach him the basics of the Fourth Form so he might better understand his enemy. At first his Master didn't wish to but he reminded her of one of her own tenants “everything in moderation” Azura grudgingly agreed.
Another such incident occurred less than two months later, the Jedi pair were in transit whilst tracking slave traffickers and it was less than coincidental that Keth was travelling on the same freighter. Keth sabotaged the ships navigation system and set it on course with a nearby star, without enough ships to evacuate all the passengers the Jedi were forced into a race against time. As Azura and Vaen helped scour the ship for the root of the problem Keth confronted the Padawan again in the ship's hangar.
Now at least a little more familiar with the Form she employed Vaen was much more able to keep up with his enemy. “You'll die on this ship boy,” the Zabrak taunted him, “all because you fight for these weaklings.”
“Perhaps,” he countered, “there is a time for everything is there not?” Recognizing Azura's teachings Keth became furious and attacked all the more viciously, this allowed Vaen to find the opening he needed and he severed the tip of his opponent's saber. Keth again fled, boarding a fighter she'd brought with her as a means of escape, in fact she almost tore the hangar apart in a last ditch effort to kill Vaen. With his senses, enhanced as they were by his defensive training and an improved agility from his more recent training in Ataru he just barely escaped Azura had helped fix the navigation system and apologized for not being able to help. The last thing anyone would see of Keth was her signal being consumed by the star's gravity, ironically destroyed by her conviction to save her own skin. Azura was greatly saddened by the death of her former Apprentice, Vaen perceived this and they never spoke of it again.
The next major mission the two went on was another bodyguard assignment, Vaen was 15 by this point and the pair were assigned to guard a Senator conducting negotiations beyond the Outer Rim, things seemed to be proceeding well but then Geetso turned up again, very nearly assassinated the Senator and fled. Not content with letting Geetso escape, Vaen proposed that they lay a trap for him. Removing the Senator in question to Corellia the pair lay in wait for their enemy. It was Vaen's watch when the bounty hunter turned up, he found not his target but the Padawan he had wronged on Alderaan. Though he attempted to flee the hunter found his leg cut from under him.
Vaen found himself at a crossroads, on the one hand Vaen struggled with the guilt of his failure to apprehend the Bounty Hunter and would very much have liked to take revenge and yet he had seen what such rage could do to any unguarded Jedi. To this day Vaen is unsure what he would have done had his Master not arrived. Azura managed to talk him down but as soon as Vaen deactivated his weapon the Rhodian poisoned himself in order to protect his employer.
Shortly after Vaen turned 16 Azura was dying. Now 84 years old the Force would no longer support her body and she summoned Vaen to her side, the Padawan stayed by her at all times and finally she bid him goodbye, upon seeing him crying she delivered her last lesson. “We are all of us a part of the Force, it is everywhere, from the tiniest microbe to the tallest mountain. All we are is pebbles in its stream, momentary variations in a much grander scheme. This is why I do not fear death, I welcome it as I would an old friend. Though I may lose what I am, I become part of what every Jedi is, has and ever will be. In that knowledge I am satisfied and so must you be.”
“Yes, Master.” Vaen rose to leave, “Goodnight, Master.” Azura's funeral took place on the steps of the Jedi Temple and her ashes were scattered into space. Shortly afterwards the Council assured Vaen that they'd not allow Master Felle's hard work to go to waste and that he would be reassigned as soon as possible.
Lightsaber: Legacy: Single Blade, Single Phase
Color: Blue
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho 4
Makashi N/A
Soresu 3
Ataru 1
Shien / Djem So N/A
>>Sub-form Backhanded N/A
Niman N/A
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield N/A
Juyo N/A
Double Bladed Combat N/A
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 3
Telepathic: 5
Body: 4
Sense: 5
Protection: 3
Healing: 1
Destruction: 0
Specialized Skills:
N/A
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 4
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 6
Leadership: 4
Unarmed: 2
Melee Weapons: 1
Ranged Weapons: 1
Force Attunement:
+5 (Only because he's so old.)
RP Sample: “But you've always told me to be mindful of the future.” Vaen complained to his elderly Master. She'd just finished lecturing him on the importance of staying in the moment and he was somewhat confused by the way this clashed with her earlier teachings, or so it seemed to in his young and inexperienced eyes.
“That I did,” Azura acknowledged, “but a plan for the future is no good if you can't hang on to your head long enough to carry it out. All things have their time. In any case you do not understand the meaning of the phrase, to see everything effortlessly is to truly connect with the Force.”
Vaen was still further puzzled, see everything effortlessly? Surely such a feat was impossible. Having no reply he simple fell in step beside her and droned as he had done so many times during these walks and jaunts into the mystery that was the Force. “I do try, Master.” He wouldn't notice his Master's smile with his eyes dead set straight ahead, typical Vaen. Always looking everywhere except where he needed to.
“And it much becomes you, my young Apprentice. That is why you will make a great Jedi Knight.” They walked for a time in silence, all which greeted them in the hallway was the sound of their own feet, strange that in a place which housed so many a Master and student could find a quiet place like this. Strange, but Vaen was certainly thankful for it, Azura had a habit of making him look very foolish during this sort of exchange.
Of course if his faults were never highlighted he'd never be able to patch over them, he wouldn't mind if she were a little less direct in her identification of his flaws. “Thank you, Master.” Vaen would have told her that he still didn't quite grasp the concept but he knew what her answer would be: a time for everything. Perhaps he was not meant to understand it yet, almost certainly in fact. Azura always stressed to him the importance of meditation, that someone could not be taught the ways of the Force directly but that it had to be learned, pursued.
“I fear I may never understand you completely.” Vaen finally muttered, he only said it so quietly because he knew the reply to this as well: everything in moderation. Fortunately there were some things about his Master he could grasp.
Race: Human
Age: 17
Height: 5'9”
Weight: 110lbs
Appearance: (If anyone's willing to do a commission of this I'd appreciate it.)
Vaen is not the most imposing of figures, of course the Jedi robes go a long way to amending this, while his frame is thin it is also of an athletic build and aside a few training scars his skin is mostly unmarked. The most notable exception is the sickle shaped scar beneath his right eye which is still very visible. Vaen usually wears white robes with a brown sash and boots as well as a dark brown hooded cloak. His deep green eyes almost communicate his depth and keenness of thought and he keeps his brown hair short with the traditional braid falling along the right of his face.
Birth place: Alderaan
Faction: Jedi
Rank: Padawan
Bio:
The Baiden family had a long history of Senatorial service to the Galactic Republic, both lengthy and distinguished. There was however a second record of service which was publicly unknown and just as long as the Baidens' Senatorial record. The family had a long record of Force sensitivity and in the interest of neither asset being compromised there was a agreement that each first born son would be given to the Jedi Order at the expense of their stake to the name Baiden even if they were to leave the Order. While other male children would serve the Republic as Senatorial Guards it was expected of the female offspring of the family to enter politics in a more active role as Senators, Ambassadors or in any other such positions. Some considered the practice to be outdated but the Baiden family continued to (and in fact still does)adhere to the tradition.
It was this duty to which Vaen was born and was given to the Order at the usual age of 2.
Vaen grew up never knowing the nobility of which he had been disinherited, he was a less than average pupil as a Youngling and some of his peers made no secret of the fact that they looked down on him, little did they know how soon he would overtake them and how far he would go after being selected as a Padawan.
Vaen, already seeking to be a good Jedi, would simply attempt to brush off their comments, being an almost willing victim, consequently very little ever got done about it, Vaen's own silence condemned him. He felt alone and he simply wished to be left alone. But in his repression of his emotions he made them all the worse.
As a Youngling he struggled with saber training in particular and though he understood the theory he didn't have the forwardness to implement a lot of what he had learned in training spars. Restraint might have been a good trait for a Jedi but not for a Youngling surrounded by self-proclaimed 'great duellists.'
When he was only 9 an event occurred which, little did he know, would define the remainder of his life in the Order. A spar of his with one of the ringleaders of his torment spiralled out of control, though they only used practice sabers both boys were wounded before they could be pulled apart.
Shortly after the fight the boys, were brought before the Council under threat of expulsion and Vaen, feeling quite inadequate, accepted culpability for what had transpired. But Azura Felle, a Jedi Mater and Sentinel took pity upon the boys noble foolishness and immediately saved him by taking him as her third and ultimately final Padawan. Though Azura was already an elderly woman the Council did not dispute her decision as she was so well respected amongst the Jedi.
Vaen, as has been said, was still unaware of what a great effect Azura would have on his life but it was clear to him that she was both wise and powerful, as old as she was to watch her in combat was truly amazing, her mastery of the Force was to be greatly respected and her wisdom in diplomacy was as great as the Order had known. Her teaching revolved around the concept of “Everything in moderation.” That a Jedi needn't be a single thing. Because he had only previously received training in Shii-Cho one of the first things she taught him was the basic principles of Form III.
“Why Form III?” he had asked. “It's so bland.”
“But effective,” she responded, “at its worst combat is simply the practice of two opponents banging their heads together until one dies, this is true of single and larger scale battle. Strategy though is the practice of allowing the opponent to defeat themselves and it is strategy that is the essence of Soresu.”
She went on to explain that Form III was the most passive, the most suited to the Jedi. She told him that the tendency with most Forms, particularly the more aggressive, was not to master the Form but allow oneself to be mastered by it. Especially with more aggressive Forms this could eventually lead to the Dark Side, she explained that this danger was minimized if not eradicated by Form III and told the young Vaen to emulate his Form in all things. What she did not tell him was that she had chosen to teach him exclusively Soresu for a number of reasons, chiefly she had sensed the restrained fury which had driven him to pursue the the out of control duel to its final stupidity.
That said she sensed the good and noble intention behind the repression of his aggressive feelings and proposed to give him a medium through which to actually control any emerging rage rather than simply temporarily repress it.
Azura spent a year training and tutoring her new Apprentice before taking him on a mission.
By chance their first mission as Master and Padawan was to settle a political dispute on Vaen's home world, disgruntled corporate officials had taken out a bounty on Alderaan's Senatorial representative following taxation hikes in the sector but it was unknown at that point where the contract had originated, Alderaan had appealed to the Jedi to investigate after an assassination attempt was failed. In transit to the planet Vaen asked when he would finally be allowed to construct his own lightsaber. Azura thereupon produced a saber crystal from her robes and told him, “You may construct your own weapon when and only when you can take this crystal from my palm.”
Vaen immediately attempted to snatch the saber crystal away but his Master withdrew her hand far too quickly. Vaen would repeat this exercise innumerable times always with the same result.
Upon arriving on Alderaan an attempt to remove the Jedi was immediately made a blaster bolt was fired upon Vaen from long range, which Azura quite casually deflected before continuing introductions. While all Vaen wanted to do was track down the assassin Azura had him be still, meditate, assuring him that the hunter would come to them and thus become the hunted.
In between his meditations Azura offered the saber crystal to him again, this time he opted to use the Force to try and lift the crystal, again he failed as Master Felle's pull was far stronger. Later, while he was meditating Vaen was visited by a young boy whom he did not at the time know to be the Senator's own son. While Azura conducted her investigation the two boys would talk and Vaen realized who the boy was. A few days later the boy, who Vaen had discovered was named Dett, admitted that he had sometimes explored the city's old aqueducts and that he had seen a 'strange man' down there. Determined to hunt down the assassin Vaen had Dett lead him down there only to be ambushed.
The assassin, a Rhodian named Geetso, shot the younger boy before letting off a Thermal Detonator and escaping. Vaen dragged his Dett's body from the collapsing ducts and returned to his Master in disgrace. The bounty hunter had narrowly escaped the planet and the mystery remained unsolved.
His Master had expected better from Vaen and he knew it, for a while they did not speak. In an apparent attempt to break the tension Azura offered him the crystal again, he eyed it but made no move to grab it and in response she placed it in his palm. When he asked why she responded thusly: “Because you have learned the value of what I was trying to teach you all along. Patience and because I feel it will be your hardest lesson.”
It was another year before Azura asked details about himself. Though she knew of his situation she wished to be more aware of him as a person. When she asked him about his past he quite understandably didn't want to discuss it, when she asked his ambitions for the future he said he didn't know what exactly he wanted to do.
She sighed, “The one who does not look to his past has no future. The one who does not look to his future has squandered his past.” Refusing to accept this assessment of his life Vaen thought long and hard for a minute.
“When I dream,” he told her, “I dream of being only half the Jedi my Master is.”
“You should know your Master's way, but learn your own.” she replied. Vaen was dubious about this though, as it seemed his own way hadn't served him well at all.
Azura had previously tutored two other Jedi, the second had become a great Jedi in their own right but the first was known as Master Felle's single greatest failure. At the time she had been a much younger woman, full of life and energy rather than wisdom, newly a Knight herself she had rushed to take on an Apprentice. At the time Azura and her Apprentice (a female Zabrak named Keth) had practised almost pure Ataru and eventually Keth had twisted her species' natural determination into pure arrogance which would lead her to leave the Order and fall to the Dark Side.
Keth resurfaced and lured the pair to her home planet of Iridonia, she then separated Vaen from his Master and pursued him through the wasteland all the while attempting to turn him. Her intent was to use Vaen to get at her former Master, but the Padawan resisted and finding himself cornered in between the much more experienced duellist and a deep chasm he attempted to hold her off. Vaen found himself almost completely unable to keep up with Keth and her sheer aggression.
After a while the pair disarmed one another, their sabers falling into the valley and so they fought hand to hand, Keth at one point even resorted to butting the Padawan with her horns, he would carry the scar as a memento of the duel for years afterwards. Vaen was easily overpowered by his predecessor and only by his Master's timely arrival was he saved.
Without a weapon Keth was forced to flee but she began a year long campaign against the two Jedi. Once Azura told Vaen more about his former Apprentic he began to understand more and more why his Master had elected not to tutor him in Ataru and instilled in him the principles which she had. Nevertheless he also requested that she teach him the basics of the Fourth Form so he might better understand his enemy. At first his Master didn't wish to but he reminded her of one of her own tenants “everything in moderation” Azura grudgingly agreed.
Another such incident occurred less than two months later, the Jedi pair were in transit whilst tracking slave traffickers and it was less than coincidental that Keth was travelling on the same freighter. Keth sabotaged the ships navigation system and set it on course with a nearby star, without enough ships to evacuate all the passengers the Jedi were forced into a race against time. As Azura and Vaen helped scour the ship for the root of the problem Keth confronted the Padawan again in the ship's hangar.
Now at least a little more familiar with the Form she employed Vaen was much more able to keep up with his enemy. “You'll die on this ship boy,” the Zabrak taunted him, “all because you fight for these weaklings.”
“Perhaps,” he countered, “there is a time for everything is there not?” Recognizing Azura's teachings Keth became furious and attacked all the more viciously, this allowed Vaen to find the opening he needed and he severed the tip of his opponent's saber. Keth again fled, boarding a fighter she'd brought with her as a means of escape, in fact she almost tore the hangar apart in a last ditch effort to kill Vaen. With his senses, enhanced as they were by his defensive training and an improved agility from his more recent training in Ataru he just barely escaped Azura had helped fix the navigation system and apologized for not being able to help. The last thing anyone would see of Keth was her signal being consumed by the star's gravity, ironically destroyed by her conviction to save her own skin. Azura was greatly saddened by the death of her former Apprentice, Vaen perceived this and they never spoke of it again.
The next major mission the two went on was another bodyguard assignment, Vaen was 15 by this point and the pair were assigned to guard a Senator conducting negotiations beyond the Outer Rim, things seemed to be proceeding well but then Geetso turned up again, very nearly assassinated the Senator and fled. Not content with letting Geetso escape, Vaen proposed that they lay a trap for him. Removing the Senator in question to Corellia the pair lay in wait for their enemy. It was Vaen's watch when the bounty hunter turned up, he found not his target but the Padawan he had wronged on Alderaan. Though he attempted to flee the hunter found his leg cut from under him.
Vaen found himself at a crossroads, on the one hand Vaen struggled with the guilt of his failure to apprehend the Bounty Hunter and would very much have liked to take revenge and yet he had seen what such rage could do to any unguarded Jedi. To this day Vaen is unsure what he would have done had his Master not arrived. Azura managed to talk him down but as soon as Vaen deactivated his weapon the Rhodian poisoned himself in order to protect his employer.
Shortly after Vaen turned 16 Azura was dying. Now 84 years old the Force would no longer support her body and she summoned Vaen to her side, the Padawan stayed by her at all times and finally she bid him goodbye, upon seeing him crying she delivered her last lesson. “We are all of us a part of the Force, it is everywhere, from the tiniest microbe to the tallest mountain. All we are is pebbles in its stream, momentary variations in a much grander scheme. This is why I do not fear death, I welcome it as I would an old friend. Though I may lose what I am, I become part of what every Jedi is, has and ever will be. In that knowledge I am satisfied and so must you be.”
“Yes, Master.” Vaen rose to leave, “Goodnight, Master.” Azura's funeral took place on the steps of the Jedi Temple and her ashes were scattered into space. Shortly afterwards the Council assured Vaen that they'd not allow Master Felle's hard work to go to waste and that he would be reassigned as soon as possible.
Lightsaber: Legacy: Single Blade, Single Phase
Color: Blue
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho 4
Makashi N/A
Soresu 3
Ataru 1
Shien / Djem So N/A
>>Sub-form Backhanded N/A
Niman N/A
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield N/A
Juyo N/A
Double Bladed Combat N/A
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 3
Telepathic: 5
Body: 4
Sense: 5
Protection: 3
Healing: 1
Destruction: 0
Specialized Skills:
N/A
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 4
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 6
Leadership: 4
Unarmed: 2
Melee Weapons: 1
Ranged Weapons: 1
Force Attunement:
+5 (Only because he's so old.)
RP Sample: “But you've always told me to be mindful of the future.” Vaen complained to his elderly Master. She'd just finished lecturing him on the importance of staying in the moment and he was somewhat confused by the way this clashed with her earlier teachings, or so it seemed to in his young and inexperienced eyes.
“That I did,” Azura acknowledged, “but a plan for the future is no good if you can't hang on to your head long enough to carry it out. All things have their time. In any case you do not understand the meaning of the phrase, to see everything effortlessly is to truly connect with the Force.”
Vaen was still further puzzled, see everything effortlessly? Surely such a feat was impossible. Having no reply he simple fell in step beside her and droned as he had done so many times during these walks and jaunts into the mystery that was the Force. “I do try, Master.” He wouldn't notice his Master's smile with his eyes dead set straight ahead, typical Vaen. Always looking everywhere except where he needed to.
“And it much becomes you, my young Apprentice. That is why you will make a great Jedi Knight.” They walked for a time in silence, all which greeted them in the hallway was the sound of their own feet, strange that in a place which housed so many a Master and student could find a quiet place like this. Strange, but Vaen was certainly thankful for it, Azura had a habit of making him look very foolish during this sort of exchange.
Of course if his faults were never highlighted he'd never be able to patch over them, he wouldn't mind if she were a little less direct in her identification of his flaws. “Thank you, Master.” Vaen would have told her that he still didn't quite grasp the concept but he knew what her answer would be: a time for everything. Perhaps he was not meant to understand it yet, almost certainly in fact. Azura always stressed to him the importance of meditation, that someone could not be taught the ways of the Force directly but that it had to be learned, pursued.
“I fear I may never understand you completely.” Vaen finally muttered, he only said it so quietly because he knew the reply to this as well: everything in moderation. Fortunately there were some things about his Master he could grasp.
