"These Padawans have seen battle before, sad though that is," Master Breha says. "They understand the dangers all too well. Unless there is something bothering you, Master Medar... I would gladly discuss it with you."
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"Hedric, I am afraid not," Zalderius says. "Need I remind you that our legions are dedicated to a specific task within the Republic and that it should not be strayed from?"
Medar nods.
"I find it interesting that after the failure of my last mission and years of retirement I am sent to such an important task, and assigned a Padawan. Is there any particular reason for it? I was meditading a lot recently, but the future is clouded with darkness. It may be that this mission is crucial for the fate of the Galaxy itself. "
"Much weighs upon what happens at Erengard," the Grandmaster says, resting his chin upon his knuckles. "Perhaps you will see just how much in your meditations, though the Dark Side, of course, clouds vision.
"But there is something I have seen, Master Medar. It is your endurance. Though your homeworld fell to the Sith, it did not go quietly into the veil of black. Erengard will require that endurance, not only to inspire the Castellan, but to inspire your brothers and sisters in the Force. And that should be passed on, do you not agree?"
Sieg Breha then turns his sights on Master Tiberius, cold grey eyes flicking from one Master to the other.
"I have called upon you also for inspiration," the Grandmaster says. "In this time of great evil and unspeakable desecration of the flesh, it does phenomenal good simply to have someone about such as you. You are a war hero, Sax Tiberius, but that is not what I refer to. It is your goodly disposition and humor that we need, to remind us that not all is lost. And that too should be passed on, yes?"
Medar nods grimly.
"Those few from my homeworld that were not enslaved or killed by the Sith serve bravely in the Republic Army. But the real responsibility is on us, the Jedi... against the viciousness of the Sith, who will do every possible atrocity to prevail, we must present the willingess to protect those that depend on us."
"With the grace of the Force, I will not fail." - He bows to the Grandmaster.
"If this is all, Grandmaster, I would like to speak to my Padawan before the mission starts."
You will not find out until tomorrow, Cardon. Such things are not within your power to coordinate.
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"I do," Zalderius says.
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Master Breha nods.
"See? You already show that you are willing to spread the will of the Force. Thank you, Masters. You will meet your Padawans now, then, since Master Medar has expressed interest in doing so."
Sax is introduced to Saito- a freckled teenaged girl with red hair in a dark brown Jedi tunic. She beams brightly at you when you meet her. You do notice something very quickly... the blaster pistol strapped under her arm.
"Hey!" she greets, loudly. "Are you my new Master?!"
Alan, meanwhile, meets Len-So- a timid boy, just recently beginning puberty, wearing priest-like cassock in cream-colored shades of brown. He keeps his hands folded politely behind his back when you approach.
"Hello, Master Medar," he says.
Does Medar know what happened? I quess his Master was killed by the Sith?
"I understand." Medar gives Len-So a concerned look.
"Time is important when coming to terms with the painful past, I know it well. Force helps the patient.... but the cirumstances are far from convenient. Were you informed what our first mission will be?"
Hedric thinks for a moment, rubbing his chin. He is normally clean-shaven but in this time of war he has allowed stubble to develop and his hair to grow out.
"Well then," Hedric says, "maybe I can find a loophole, hmm? If the Senatorial guard will only help Senators, would they not be obligated to protect the Senator of Erengard, if they have one? I feel like that might be a stretch, but within the realm of possibility..."
"He was just a Knight," Saito says. "His name was Yurii. Lost a duel to a Darth, more or less. But I've come to terms with it. I am ready to learn from you, Master Tiberius."
You sense that she may not quite understand her own feelings on the matter yet, Sax.
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"I was told," Len-So replies to Master Medar, moving on from the matter of his former master. "There is a world that needs our help so that it can help the Republic. Do you think it will be dangerous?"
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Hedric makes a Persuade roll for this, and a good one at that.
Zalderius smiles.
"Fair point, my friend," Zalderius says. "Fine. I will lend you a unit of Senatorial guards... but promise me that they will protect the Senator as intended, and do nothing more! It would be a serious breach in our code if you expected more of them than what they are trained to do. When shall they meet you?"