Beldorion III slithered his way down his Sail Barge on to the lands of Curoscant. He was a sight to behold, an enigma. A kind Hutt who was making his way to become Jedi. His hands were resting upon his stomach, were his lightsaber hung from his "waist" cord. A large smile beset his face, noticeable to everyone. It still didn't stall the cause for alarm, Hutts were still stereotyped as ruthless crimelords. Beldorion though wasn't as ruthless. Although he was raised to embrace crime, he never really did well with murder. Then there came his discovery of the force. He knew that his grandparent had been a Jedi, but fell to the darkside. This then became a challenge, an achievement for Beldorion to overcome. He would become Jedi, and not fall like his ancestor. So then he searched for Master's Ben Watts, and Teferi Efreet to accept him into the order as a Padawan learner. The exiled Jedi he had met taught him some things in the force, but the training was minimal, the only truelly useful information given was the names of the Jedi Masters attempting to rebuild the Order, and where they were headed. Of course it was Curoscant! A planet with so much history, a planet as old as Galactic civilization itself. But upon reaching the planet, he realized he was at a loss of finding them. So then he attempted to tap into his abilities to sense other force sensitives. He had to close his eyes in concentration. He hoped he could find them.
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The search wouldn't be hard. Teferi was seen trotting to the landing deck, his walking stick tap-tapping away as he walked towards the Hutt, who was infinitely larger than the little green monk.
"Found you, I have, Padawan Learner Beldorion. Got my message, you did?"
"Found you, I have, Padawan Learner Beldorion. Got my message, you did?"
"It was well received Master Jedi," Beldorion started to give a bow, but then realized the elders height, and simply settled with a nod. A buddha like smile crept up on the Hutts face. "Not too old to begin am I?" A surprisingly small chuckle escaped his throat. Upon him finding this Master, he dismissed his faithful servants. "Do we head to a temple now? Are there other Padawan's there?" The Hutts hands curled in excitement like a small child. He was truly enthralled with this Jedi business.
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"Age isn't much of a concern these dark days," nodded the older Jedi in return. "Motivation and dedication we seek, yes."
Teferi began walking towards the bazaar that was located near the spaceport.
"Other padawans here you will not find, Beldorion." He nodded solemnly. "Nor do our temples still stand. Alone we are, brothers in the Force. Come, come, much have I to show you."
Teferi began walking towards the bazaar that was located near the spaceport.
"Other padawans here you will not find, Beldorion." He nodded solemnly. "Nor do our temples still stand. Alone we are, brothers in the Force. Come, come, much have I to show you."
Beldorion frowned, his arms still curled in anticipation fell. Silently, he followed the Jedi. Slithering beside his green companion, he took in the sites of the Bazaar, and pondered what had happened. He knew the truth of course, all the temples had been robbed, and looted by theifs across the galaxy. But on Curoscant? The Hutt shook his head. He would make sure to restore the Jedi Order as it had once been. Beldorion was dedicated yes, but motivated for the wrong reasons. He wanted to best his ancestor, to rise higher in fame and glory, then the fallen Beldorion I. Later in life Beldorion III would have to learn that a Jedi does not seek such things, does not dream of constructing a Temple named after himself in his honor. But these were thoughts stuck back in the farthest reaches of his mind.
"How few of us are there? Do I even have a place to learn? These truly are dark times, then." The hutts massive head sagged. How depressing, Beldorion had come here to learn from the best, only to discover there are a scarce few who can claim such a title. At such a rate he would never best his Grandparent, who is to say that Beldorion is to fall to the Darkside? The Hutt shuddered. He feared to fail, and the Darkside was the ultimate failure, and he feared that as a Crimelord he may have already begun that path. He hoped that the Jedi could steer him right.
"How few of us are there? Do I even have a place to learn? These truly are dark times, then." The hutts massive head sagged. How depressing, Beldorion had come here to learn from the best, only to discover there are a scarce few who can claim such a title. At such a rate he would never best his Grandparent, who is to say that Beldorion is to fall to the Darkside? The Hutt shuddered. He feared to fail, and the Darkside was the ultimate failure, and he feared that as a Crimelord he may have already begun that path. He hoped that the Jedi could steer him right.
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They began to walk amid the populace of Lower Coruscant's bazaar, passing humans and aliens of all types. A Bothan nearly walked over Teferi, yet it seemed that the little green goblin-looking Jedi evaded it with such grace that it was barely noticeable.
"Few are we that are known. More, still, there are to discover. Come to us, they will, in their own time."
Teferi took in the air around him. The soft smell of pollution tingled the senses. The tap-tapping of the older Jedi's walking stick was drowned out by the chatter and movement of the crowds.
"Look around, Padawan. Feel the vibrations of the living, you will. Engulf your senses, these will. Tell me, what do you see?"
"Few are we that are known. More, still, there are to discover. Come to us, they will, in their own time."
Teferi took in the air around him. The soft smell of pollution tingled the senses. The tap-tapping of the older Jedi's walking stick was drowned out by the chatter and movement of the crowds.
"Look around, Padawan. Feel the vibrations of the living, you will. Engulf your senses, these will. Tell me, what do you see?"
Beldorion listened to the small Jedi.
"-what do you see?" At first, the Hutt simply looked around at the many beings with his eyes. Unaware of what the master meant. He abosrbed his surroundings.
"I see... people. Carrying out with their lives." But then, Beldorion "felt" something different upon his observation. "...and each one is different, unique, and... connected to one another." He felt something surge through him, his eyes closed and still to his surprise did he "see" the bustling bazaar. But the vision was brief, and ended as soon as it began. He looked towards the green imp beside him, "Is that what the force feels like Master?"
"-what do you see?" At first, the Hutt simply looked around at the many beings with his eyes. Unaware of what the master meant. He abosrbed his surroundings.
"I see... people. Carrying out with their lives." But then, Beldorion "felt" something different upon his observation. "...and each one is different, unique, and... connected to one another." He felt something surge through him, his eyes closed and still to his surprise did he "see" the bustling bazaar. But the vision was brief, and ended as soon as it began. He looked towards the green imp beside him, "Is that what the force feels like Master?"
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"Yes....yes...feelings, you must search. Branch out to others, you must. The living. The dead. Luminous beings are we, part of something greater, we are."
Teferi stopped at a bustling intersection, waiting to cross the road when the light turned green. The city buzzed around them, landspeeders flashing by as he looked up into the heavens above, into the smog.
"Each person, each creation, a part of the Force. United we were, once. United we shall be again. Come come, to our "temple", we travel."
Teferi stopped at a bustling intersection, waiting to cross the road when the light turned green. The city buzzed around them, landspeeders flashing by as he looked up into the heavens above, into the smog.
"Each person, each creation, a part of the Force. United we were, once. United we shall be again. Come come, to our "temple", we travel."
Beldorion look away from his master and instead looked ahead to the busy intersection. He reviewed his Master's lesson over and over again, burning it into his memory. Along the short way he tried to call on the force as he had before, feeling his environment. He felt at peace in a way. If this is what it meant to be a Jedi, then perhaps Beldorion would not do so badly. Beldorion had found he had been converted from a religion of crime and money, into one of peace and enlightenment. This Hutt had found his way, and was gladdened by it. Beldorion, was Jedi.
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