This Weapon is your Life{{Tuljima}}

[Karl the Unfettered]

"Damn, it's col'!" Tuljima hissed, teeth chattering, his arms wrapped about his thin body in an attempt to keep warm. "Any'ne got robes 'roun' 'ere?" His desperate gaze flicked around until he spied a locker; dashing over, he pulled it open and found some cold-weather clothing, lined shirts and pants and the like. Amazingly, one set fit him reasonably well, although it was much too wide across the chest and shoulders of course.

Feeling better, he turned back to Elgriq in time to hear his proclamation. "I'se righ' behin' ya, Mas'er," the younger man said, bowing politely. He thought about some of the things he'd learned from the older man, his brief childhood on Kashyyyk and the old man who had been his master before; interesting, to be sure.

"Still col'," he muttered, regarding the icy world with his brown eyes.

[Leo]

Elgriq looked over his shoulder and smirked at Tuljima's reluctance to be in the cold. Elgriq was a warm man because he was brawny and... hairy. there was no need for any sort of facemask because his beard was massive.

"You must adapt to the different enviornments of the galaxy my padawan! For the cold, a beard helps! follow me, we go to the caves.. dont forget that supply crate. "

Elgriq trotted off of the ship and into the small temple. A few jedi roamed the halls, keeping to themselves. Elgriq made his way to the caves with two other masters and two other padawans. This would be a memorable day for young tuljima, he knew it.