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Nimir-ra to Iella, Jedi Shadow
The Martyrium of Frozen Tears was a place few went. Deep int the mountains of Tythons frozen northern areas. He had brought Alema here with what would become known as his waywards. Liber an alcoholic padawan who had been in the service corps and arrested as a smuggler. Sera who well had taken Liber out fo prison to be redeemed in the field as it were and herself was seeking redemption. Alema had then become the home for a shadowfang beast she had decided to try and domesticate... kept down in the hold... He had no idea how his ship had become this but standing there on the bridge it was blissfully silent even with Alema there... she was going over everything as the ship went into the isolated polar regions of the planet. "We have arrived master." The ships spirit said appearing in a hardlight form that it could animate and lead around a map in the bridge chamber. "It looks like the temple you want is ahead, I got us as close as I could but it still has narrow pathways leading into it."

He gave a nodof his head to that and grabbed his equipment. The belt with his sabers attached to it and equipment compartments. He was heading out of the ship quickly enough ad felt the breeze from the snow.. the chill in the air and he focused the force around his body now... letting the force power warm his body until the jedi master was walking towards it. Tempest had stayed within contact.. she was an unconventional padawan but she was usually in the right frame of mind when it came to the force. So he was willing and glad to stay in contact and train her throughout the years while she found herself out there in the galaxy. He was here becase it would be time and taking some things into consideration.... no bugs or excessive amounts of mud to make her robes dirty. He just needed for Tempest Yore Tempest Yore to show up and come to see.. the ancient temple to some fo the first jedi would well be a fitting place and able to test her much much better.
 
The Force led Tempest away from the traditional Master/Padawan setting and into the galaxy at the young age of only fourteen. Today she is seventeen. Every weekend she had checked in with her Master. Whenever he called for her presence for training, she had immediately dropped whatever she was into to obey him. She had committed to have fun with her friends today, but she can make it up to them at any time. It is Master Syn Syn who she understands is not getting any younger! She always remembers this when he may seem impatient to her.

Tempest knew he would expect her to be late, because she typically always has been late, for something amazing always catches her eye when she is out there galavanting amidst the galaxy in her very own little transport shuttle, left to her by her Late adoptive father. This time however, she might have decided to trick her Master by informing him that she was much farther away from his chosen destination than she actually had been. She wanted to take care to try extra hard not to be late, like she always does but never succeeds at accomplishing. Something just feels different about today, like it is to be a day of celebration, a holy day.

Today might just be a miracle afterall. Tempest had brought her vessel down inside the mouth of a huge ice cave and stood watch for the approach of her Master's ship while on low power. She had arrived hours before him. When she saw his ship approach she kept communication silence. They didn't need communicators. She knew that the moment she would begin to focus her thoughts on him, he would feel her concentration in the Force. She slipped through the lower porthole and carefully guarded her footing upon the icy terrain, dressed in the warmest attire she could commission for this trip.

She latched onto his presence and within minutes rounded the hills to where he awaited her. "So...what is today? Is it your birthday...again?" she asked slipping an arm around the back of her blind Master, giving him a gentle hug as she stopped beside him.
 
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There was surprise but he didn't show it remaining stoic with his expression as she appeared and the jedi master raised an eyebrow that was visible behind the sash. A smirk finally coming to his lips though before he moved forward towards her and spoke. "No, something else." His hand came out and going itno the ruins of the temple here he spoke opening the door as it resonated with force energy. "YOu have trained for a long time... done a journey for yourself that others might not have and so." He moved into the room and remained there as the guardian statues moved and his hand came up to stop them with the force. The guardians went back into place and the further areas of the temple were mostly opened.

He continued to walk through it though and didn't offer much in the way of words.. they were not needed. She was alive.. she was here and she was for the most part older and wiser from her experiences hopefully... Well with her new age would hopefully come the wisdom but they couldn't hope for all of it. "It is good though that you have survived.. I am certain you have tales to tell." He stopped in one of the chambers and stood there while he looked around. "This will do." Looking back towards her where she was going... she would have to do some of it alone but he would also be there. "In ancient times temples like this would be used by masters to test their students. In the heart of the temple is a confessional... a jedi device that would make you face all of the doubt and fears you have to try and resist and become stronger. It is part of the trials to become a jedi knight." he raised an eyebrow looking at Tempest Yore Tempest Yore
 
Tempest marveled at the Holy Temple which immediately presented itself alive by way of the Will of the Force. Her mouth dropped open as Master Syn Syn told her about his intentions for her to prosper. She felt humbled at the thought. She knew that someday this day would come, but had not expected it to be this day. She became aware of just how much time she had spent seeking out all she could learn about the Light of the Force, and even its relationship with darkness. She understood above all else, that darkness when given an inch, opens doorways to addictions in other aspects of itself, that after a time can become harder to stave off. It is the nature of darkness to consume. It is the nature of light to present itself as a lifeline when purposefully sought as a choice against darkness. She saw the man who killed her father and called her his own child, fight against his dark nature for years, and learned early on in life through his example, that to try her best to live by the light, is far easier than finding strength to surrender to it when darkness has left one with no strength remaining at all for life endurance.

She could not honestly say she knew what to expect here. Her friends never told her what they went through during such trials, just she saw a notable sense of peace shroud them afterwards…when they passed. Regardless, Tempest expected nothing sinister could possibly dwell inside such a place as this. Could there be? What exactly could there be to challenge her inside a Jedi Temple? She is Jedi. So much of the galaxy is yet unknown to her; she would surely not fear this place for it being unknown. Does she fear failure? No. A slight sense of trepidation slipped from her thoughts as quickly as it appeared.

She followed her Master into the chamber he chose, not really understanding what he meant by what he tried to explain that she would face. But she knew whatever it happens to be, she would survive it just as everyone before her had! What is a confessional after all? Would she be confessing her secrets? Like how she felt about that boy who had given her her first kiss? And then how she felt when he turned right around and kissed another girl as well?

"What do I do, Master? Do I speak now?" she asked, hoping Master Syn wouldn't just stand there and listen to such things a young girl would have to confess!
 
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He looked at her and spoke. "No not here, the confessional is down deeper. Getting to it is one of the trials. Testing your skill with the force to find the way. It is minorly difficult... what you take with you... what you see that will be the real test." He said it while looking at her but crossed his arms. "Of course showing your capabilities in combat will be a trick as well." He smirked but didn't make a move... he wasn't one for unintentional attacks and nothing needed to provoke... instead her held a hand out towards the wall as it slid with a heavy stone slab for Tempest Yore Tempest Yore to go through. The jedi master kept his gaze on her through the force though.

The jedi master walked towards a set of stairs he could use and turned in the stone walkway. "Take your time, you are a talented jedi Tempest so do not rush ahead. Focus and clear your mind." He said it but turned around as he walked and closed the door before reaching out with the force itself and he pulled it into himself. Concealing his presence as it was in the force and disappearing into the caverns that went down towards the confessional itself. The trial areas, the sections of cave that were left open with pillars and platforms to test force kills. Heavy gates and the jedi master didn't bother with many of them dropping down towards the lowest platform and landing on it to wait.
 
Tempest grimaced as the Jedi Master spoke of physical conflict that would surely come as he then smirked at her. She just knew that meant there would be all manner of giant hungry bugs lunging and slothing after her at every turn. Master Syn Syn always had a sick sense of humor. "You know this is why you're not married; don't you? Just thought you might need to hear this coming from a friend. I can probably think of a handful of women who would join me in an intervention for your sake." He might get one too, if he pushes his luck, like the one time the abdominal goo inside one bug had gotten into her hair and turned her hair and skin black for months. "I never liked your mementos much either, in case you never realized."

She walked though the stone entryway he motioned for her. "Is it any strike against my intelligence that I don't just follow you down the set of stairs you plan on taking, accepting instead to navigate the difficult path?" She turned away from him despite her suspicions, and kept talking to herself along the way, after the stone slab was closed behind her. "That would be the smart way, Tempest; yes?" She knew it would be. "But the fun is in the mystery! We all know I just love mysterious Temples that hand my heart to me on a platter!"

She walked along alone. At this point her path was illuminated slightly by some manner of an air vent located overhead. Not long into the walk, she felt the loneliness of the barren stone caves, and yet wondered about what would come out of nowhere charging at her from any angle. The tunnels ahead were dark and the straighter they were in their path, the more claustrophobic she began to feel about pushing on. She didn't believe this particular tunnel would lead her to some lower level. She picked up a handful of sand and watched the angle which it fall back to the floor. It was level. "It's going to be a long day," she said.

She lit an orb in her hand as she pushed onward. She took to a sense of delight seeing the sand at her feet start to shift before her as she stepped. Perhaps this is where the tunnel begins to shift downward towards the lower levels, Master Syn had spoken of. She came to a cross roads with many options. Tempest picked up another pile of sand. This time as the grains sifted from her hand, they fell horizontally, and landed on the wall next to her. She felt a wave of nausea.

"Sick bastards," she whispered.
 
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The jedi master listened to her and raised an eyebrow at her words with a small internal laugh... he had been married once upon a time and well... Iella was lovely. Their children were great but the jedi master wasn't one to talk about them. He was focusing on the force and he knew that sometime ago a Hu-Ed pair had been brought here.. they were dangerous and a test of skill but if you were going to test your skills in the force there wasn't anything better. Evading them or even fighting them could prove any number of trials but they had limitations here on the planet itself. They didn't kill the people being tested and they were able to come out and get plenty of food... it was a mutual agreements.

The jedi master allowed himself a moment though standing there and looking up at the crystal canyons. They practically resonated with the force itself and he knew there were creatures around them... The bugs didn't always come out, there might be mud but that wasn't the point of what he was doing. Getting Tempest Yore Tempest Yore over or at least used to getting dirty was an important thing to him so she would be comfortable. He focused the force to keep himself hidden but was looking outwards towards her location at the top. He could feel the confessional made from pure kyberite across on the other side of the canyon of more crystals. The platforms suspended with thick chains and the sound sof the creatures moving around to put Tempest on edge.
 
There was nothing but the sound of her footsteps and her heartbeat for the longest while. The tunnels grew more narrow and depressing as she progressed through them. She gave up trying to figure out which direction to go by releasing sand through her fingertips, obviously it is a method that simply is not meant to work here. The Light of the Force has a sense of humor much in line with that of her Master's.

A thought suddenly occurred to her. She realized the possibility that she may not be able to get to her destination exactly through exploration of this place by physical or mental means. Tempest stood still and closed her eyes. She reached out with her senses and sought the answer to her dilemma. In spirit she asked for guidance, and she felt the Force answer her.

She felt all the hidden life around her, and the looming Force which governed it all. A subtle smile of satisfaction spread over her lips. She knew Master Syn Syn would have been waiting patiently for her to catch a clue. Regardless of whatever should present itself inside the Temple, she knew that the Light of the Force resides here. She is no longer the same little girl who feared terror around every corner, the same little girl who shrieked at the slightest presentation of the unknown, or aggressive opposition. She has grown into confidence over the past few years. Being alone has taught her a lot about desperation.

As she stood connected to the essence of the Temple the ground beneath her feet suddenly let loose and she slipped into another tunnel, sliding downward on her back, down towards the very direction which she sought.

As she slowed to a stop and stood, dusting off her britches, she finally heard all the echoing and eerie sounds emitting from the hidden beasts which would find her presence uninviting. All at once a beast sprang from the dirt floor at her feet and faced her. She spoke to the beast, projecting feeling into her words outward, along with a soothing sensation straight into the heart of the beast. "I am a vegetarian. For our paths to cross does not need to be challenging."
 
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The massive beast was just that... massive and rising up. Thickly muscled limbs covered with coarse hair, horns that gleamed with sharp tips and eyes that gleamed in the dark as saliva dripped from its mouth. Steam almost coming out of its nose as the heat met the cold air of the caves. It wasn't speaking more giving grunts ad pants while the second one moved around in the shadows. Stone tools in their hands and furs covering the bulk of their bodies before they were moving forward slowly with footfalls sending crashes through the stone of the cave. Down below the jedi master could feel them and well they were dangerous but also didn't like giving up their meal ticket killing the ones who took the trials.... maybe chase through the caves onto the platforms.

He didn't move but could feel them through rock and force energy and their scent that was like a rotten piece of meat. he doubted they went to the waters to bath but they were moving now to try and herd Tempest Yore Tempest Yore around the twisting paths down into the crystal caves. Her words didn't make it not want to attack but they weren't using the weapons just rushing after her to try and push her out towards the open area of the canyon whle they bellowed and the sounds reverberated through the stone and crystals making them practically sing with the vibrations and power.
 
Tempest's hair flung back over her shoulders and behind her head as the beasts roared straight into her face. Her eyes immediately went to their crude tools. She wondered if perhaps they are merely semi-sentient. She wondered if they could comprehend emotion or even cared about her intent. She knew all beasts could either be soothed or lured with promises of self gratification.

She thought to play a trick on Master Syn Syn , knowing him to be already waiting somewhere safe inside the cave. She could not exactly sense his location, and the cave itself radiated so much with the Light of the Force to determine the correct pathway she should take. Tempest stared into the eyes of the beasts and conjured an illusion within their minds. She caused them to begin to smell a grander feast far more desirable than her own body could ever imagine to delight, (like MSG which far outweighs the entire storage of food ingredients at one's local Pizza Hut.) She generated that they perceived delectable smells coming right from the heart of her destination within the cave.

Tempest used their animalistic nature to lead her to her destination. They turned at once, headed along the path aimed towards the Kyber core, turning corners and slipping into tunnels below her feet. She followed stealthily behind them, concealed. And she was delighted to learn that all other living beasts which might like to explore her for her cream filling, were in fact actually prey to these beasts. All others seemed to avoid the tunnels she took, and did not distract her new escorts from completing her task assigned to them.

Closer to the core now, she felt the air change. It was cool and stagnant. The smell of the beasts leading the way practically dissolved and was replaced by the smell of earthen minerals. She saw light illuminating from the path ahead. She imagined that her Master would be close-by.

On approach now, her goal in sight, the Jedi Padawan altered her beastly escorts' objective. She projected a visual illusion that their intended meal had just entered another tunnel located across the central base of the cavern. She figured at some point they could be seen by Master Syn. Her intent was that the monsters would follow after the illusion and leave her to be to her own objective. Perhaps the Light of the Force would be on her side in this. They sure did seem to love whatever smell was stuck inside their heads!
 
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He was surprised... watching as he stood there and raised an eyebrow. Thanks to Elayne he knew how to look throug the vibrations of the rock and earth. He could make it out in his minds eye where the force was far to bright to really see what Tempest Yore Tempest Yore was doing. The creatures though he could follow and when she had managed o encounter them she had managed to use an illusion to quell them.. to make them calmer and more focused. "Clever girl." he said it when he finally moved and the two of them came at him down the one tunnel as the jedi master tilted his head to the side just a little but he moved forward quickly using the force less to harm them then he repulsed and they let him pass.

They weren't a threat here.. the jedi had seen tot hat and they were smarter then they might let on... not gentle but also not dumb to throw away things. The kyber confessional was something mysterious.. kind of to most of the jedi. Where they had been looking though was in the past to try and understand how it worked not what it was. A means to draw out fears, anger, regret, love, lust, hate, guilt... things that were there and buried deep but it didn't harm you anymore then you allowed it which was an important thing. He had seen some padawan use it and resist everything so they were almost crushed under the weight of their burdens and he knew some could stand there and not just endure but not feel a thing.
 
The beasts roared as the moved on through. 'It worked!' Tempest was relieved when she did not have to think up a new idea to evade the inhabitants of the cave. She remained mindful of their presence, but didn't want to have to focus on them more than should be necessary. She has another personal mission to concentrate on!

She finally identified Master Syn Syn as he stood within the core. He appeared almost surreal under the glow of the Light which radiated from this place. She saw him standing upon a suspended platform. "Is this it?" she called out to him from a section of ground higher than his.

Where she stood, she could see the hallowed out center of the cave which extended down into the earth, farther than she could visually make out. Numerous platforms extended around the outer edge amidst this core. She gazed over the edge from her level, and then decided to hop over the ledge onto a lower platform with the Force guiding her trajectory. The power of the Force is felt so strongly here. She marveled at the ease of her connection to it. It felt so complete, a peace beyond even that attained during meditation perhaps. She vowed to definitely work on her meditation!

She leapt over one ledge after another, landing upon each rock formation below, until she came to him. She approached, looked at him and asked uncertain, "Now what do I do, Master?"

The Force answered, beckoning her to enter into a gigantic, natural, hallowed out Kyber Crystal chamber wedged into a rock formation. She wondered if Master Syn were there to protect her. If so, what did he know he would have to protect her from exactly?

She hesitantly approached where she felt lead to go, glancing back at her Master over her shoulder and wondering, 'Is this what I am supposed to do. Am I to go alone? Or will you come too?'
 
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The jedi master watched and as she asked her didn't speak but more looked at her. Trying to think how best to explain it... if it could be explained. "Now you enter and..." He stopped for a moment thinking about it. "ou see yourself. IN times past it would have been called facing the mirror.. you can see visions of yourself.. you can see your future, your past, what might have been or what will be. The longer you are there the more dangerous it can be as your mind will want to play tricks and tell you what you are seeing is real. If you lose yourself then you might never find your way out." He said it and shrugged. Or you might find yourself crushed beneath the weight of your choices."

He was looking at her and the hollowed area of the caves when the crystal dust blow around like snow and he stood there in the central area. The confessional was open from four direction, thick vains of kyberite around it and wrapping as they glowed with solari crystal. The yellow golden light from the force crystals casting it in strange colors. He crossed his arms over his chest before motioning for her to go in and the jedi masters breath came out. "You did well finding a way down here and with the creatures." The jedi master was staying there just outside of the confessional but he spoke looking at Tempest Yore Tempest Yore . "Now we will have to see how you can do padawan.
 
A sense of pride flashed in her eyes as Master Syn Syn spoke about her performance so far. She knew she had come along way from the young girl she had been when she first met him. How she used to scream in terror whenever she saw something scary. It was a great relief the day she learned how to convince the beasties to take a disinterest in her. The mystery of this place however gave her just about as many goosebumps. She felt a bit of trepidation not knowing exactly what to expect, finding his explanation cryptic. Deeply emotional stuff was never her forte. Even when she meditated she would concentrate on the physical nature of the Force, rather than the spiritual or growth aspects.

The memory of her youth flooded her thoughts. Tempest had often frozen in her steps as a great icky thing approached, tossed her head back and shrieked bloody murder. This thought came to the forefront of her mind the instant she crossed the threshold into the Confessional. She shook her head lightly, as the memory seemed too real.

'Is it already starting?' her own thoughts echoed as if she began a bad trip.

A gentle voice reached out to her. "You are hesitant because you don't trust in the Force as much as you could."

Had Master Syn just spoken to her? 'Why would you say that?' She turned around but did not see him. She no longer saw the giant Crystal formation, but her vision seemed caught up in an illusion. She tried to fight the onset of the visual manifestation, telling herself it is unreal, but could not return to reality. The Force would show her what it meant by its determination.

Tempest's mind drifted to memories of her past, farther back than eleven the age she had been when she met Syn. She was just about three when her mother long endured a terminal illness. Her daughter in her arms to the last breath. She was then sent to be raised by her father a Jedi.

"You make the right choices based off your instincts we grant you, but you hardly ever raise an inquiry to the Force directly. We have helped you all along."

She saw her father, her real father. He raised her to the age of five, until he was murdered.

Then she saw the man who took her into his home as his own daughter. He along with his wife, raised Tempest, and she had been so traumatized by the event of her father's death that she had for years forgotten about having been witness to his murder.

Her adoptive father had died of natural causes, vowing her to find the Jedi for her training. That is when the Force led her to meet Master Syn.

During her travels around with her Master, he led her into a Temple. She becomes awe inspired by the feel of the Temples, but doesn't go into them if not prompted. She learned that Temples can stir frightening realizations. In that particular Temple on her mission with Master Syn, the Force revealed to Tempest the reality of her past. Her adoptive father whom she presumed loved her, had murdered of her real father. Her perceived reality up to that instance had been happy. Because of this, she felt she had betrayed her real father's memory and his genuine love for her. Everything she felt about her adoptive father tarnished in that instant, yet she also learned that it is because of her presence in his life, that the man who stole her and raised her as his own, became redeemed. Her rage at his sin, her sadness over the true nature of her loss, love destroyed which the spirit of her adoptive father vehemently attempted to reaffirm, and her pity escalated within her spirit all at the same time. The emotion of that moment was most traumatic.

She felt the dysfunctional emotions boil within her being, having no clue what is about to be uncovered next.

Her thoughts took her to the moment she had left Master Syn, when she was only 14. After her awakening, she secretly feared he would hurt her as much as her own father figured had. She refused to give Master Syn a chance to assume the role of father figure, a connection which she perhaps desperately needed.

Master P Placeholder 0128 Grayson too offered to train her in the force, and she left his side without word of warning as well. She thought of Cedric at that moment. How it is true, that the Force had lead her to him as a second choice and her fear lead her to reject him.

She only took her lessons from Jedi on the move.

"Oh my god," she murmured at her revelation, as her knees suddenly buckled under and she slipped down upon her heels landing to sit upon the cave floor. How should she proceed?

“You decided year’s ago that you don’t want family. While you live your life much like most teen girls, you are against falling in love and having children of your own. You have your whole future planned out regardless of that of the Will of the Force. Asking us not of Our plans for you. Life is short, Tempest. You have numerous decades of your life already decided, all people shut out without justification, all because of what happened in your life before you even reached the age of reason, a tender age when your ability to pass critical judgement was far too immature.”

Her solution must lie in how she ought proceed. Will it be to continue to follow a path of her own design? Or will this Padawan surrender to the Will of the Force to move her forward?

She sat there for a while, still and not saying a word, struggling to focus her thoughts by ignoring all manner of additional mental intrusion. She perceived that the cavern resounded with beasts that encroached upon her personal space to challenge her, but she cared for them not in the least bit. To confront them now would only be a fleeting moment in time, while the Force requests immediate answers which shall affect her lifelong commitment to it.

Tempest found her center. She felt her mind connect to the Kyber Crystal, all personal memories thrust aside. Inside the Living Force were stored memories of anyone who ever confessed their weakness within this holy place. Her own were recorded here today, Syn's own, and those of hundreds of thousands of Jedi who walked before her. Each was unique to their personal story, and yet many were very similar in nature to her own inhibitions. Each recorded for the taking, to reflect unity, to represent the heart of the Jedi.

She sat there and soaked it all in, feeling one with all others, a welcoming sense of belonging which she ran away from for all those years during her life as a youngling. Then finally she asked her question, "How shall I proceed?" beseeching the Will of the Force she had shut out all those times before.

And the presence would answer…
 
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The jedi master watched her enter and it was blindingly.. like looking into the sun he imagined seeing the force encompass and obscure her... seeing the danger of it. He wasn't able to hear her or even see her but he knew she was there... his own senses were distracted in the force as there was always much more in the caves here. "Not exactly as you remember is it?" The voice was familiar and it should have been, the presence was muted to say the least but then it was a creeping memory as he stood there and indulged it for a moment. "Iella" the words came out and the jedi master didn't need to turn to feel the brush of warmth there.

"YOu don't reach out anymore." He thought a thousand things to himself. "You are one with the force now, renewed... the memory remains of you." He said it and stayed there still as hands found his looking up at him. "Maybe but places like this where one has been... hold memories resonating.... and you know how to bring them back." His head finally turned. "A lie even one like you would not serve anyone any good. Even using my memories and subconscious thoughts here you only seek to show why I must always maintain control. We are jedi not gods despite what some think." He stayed there while allowing the confessional to continue with Tempest.

"You have barely changed Veradune, ancient and mysterious..." He stayed for a moment but spoke... "Maybe but I learned something whether hanging onto rage, regret, greed or grief...love is letting go. That was what I had to do with Abaigeal E'ron Abaigeal E'ron ." Then he moved dissipating the apparition before crossing his arms back over his chest when he sensed something else within the chamber with Tempest Yore Tempest Yore . She had come to something and hiis senses for a moment had managed to pierce through it. "Careful now the weight of your thoughts can be just as detrimental and dangerous. He was here to train Tempest and stayed the course with her in the chamber.
 
Tempest's mind drifted to her Master now and she remembered words he spoke, "Careful now the weight of your thoughts can be just as detrimental and dangerous." She thought hard to remember just when she heard him say those words. She could not remember when it was, but they had been drilled into her mind.

'When was that exactly? When is today exactly?" Peace left her and confusion gripped her mind as she became fully transported into whatever reality the Force generated.

The look into her past next presented with temptation.

Another voice spoke. It sounded sinister in nature. There was a powerful alluring behind it. Something raised Tempest's alarm to remain guarded against it; but it had plans to reach beyond her barriers and truly test her innermost resolve. "We desire to grant you any wish you desire this day. We hope you will weigh your measure accordingly," it said. "We can take it all back for you. Take you back in time to before you lost your parents, this very moment," the voice offered.

Tempest stood while a vision manifested before her eyes. She saw herself in the arms of her parents, and walked around the scene, amazed at the realistic nature of the presentation. She didn't just see an illusion, but she could feel the emotion reflected by those in it. Eventually she found her perception changing. She looked out through the eyes of this youngling Tempest being scooped up into her mother's arms as her father held onto them both.

The one behind this offer allowed Tempest to endure this sensation and become enraptured within it, before it spoke once again. "You can be with them, growing up happily, under their loving guidance."

'No more cold and lonely nights?' she wondered.

"But there shall be a cost", it said, tearing her out of the first person experience. She was left with her heart feeling a renewed ache for them. She had long since forgotten how all encompassing the intensity of longing could grow, and how it had once threatened to destroy her Soul. Tears began to form in her eyes.

"In order for you to go back to the beginning, to live a normal life with your family, you must never become a Jedi."

The joyous emotion she had felt was replaced by despair. "No," she answered.

"Why now?" it asked.

"Because I have helped people. And in the future I will help more people. My father helped many people during his lifetime. What about them? To whom would they turn had either of us not been there for them?"

"You sacrifice yourself for them? Most of them were clearly unworthy," the voice declared.

"All we can do is help one another. Troubles don’t vanish because an experience is good. They are good because we hold on. Souls don’t vanish either; they too hold on. I am not alone. Neither have I ever been. If everything were perfect there’d be no need for Jedi? The universe will never be so perfect to exist without a need for Jedi. Here is dark and light, everywhere and in all things, starting over would not change that fact. Tempting, but also manipulative and misconstrued logic."

Her father's death replayed before her eyes. Tempest's father was being beat down by her kidnapper. As he fell, his lightsaber slipped from his grip and rolled over to Tempest's feet. Her reached out his hand weakly in his attempt to return his lightsaber to his grasp. With his eyes be beseeched her to assist him, but she remained frozen. That is when the youngling Tempest watched the light be stricken forever from his eyes.

Tempest cried out in anguish. "That's not how it happened!" she insisted, yet she struggled with her memory to determine if the vision were true.

"Liar! You are not worthy to be Jedi!" the voice accused, and the owner to the voice materialized before her, the red glow of his ignited lightsaber in hand, he did not advance on Tempest enduring her Trials, but advanced to claim the life of her youngling self.
 
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The jedi master was sensing more of it... he stayed there but didn't stop the trials that she was going through... he wanted her to pass and grow.. he wanted her to show herself she had the power within her that he had seen.. She was after all something that he had stuck with compared to some who had seemed to just vanish in the temples or the galaxy. Where the jedi moved though he crouched down and touched the stone bringing himself up and there was the crystal while he focused the force to reach inwards and brush the mind of his padawan. Allow her to know he was here in case she was getting lost in her own visions... whatever she might be seeing when he looked deeper and deeper into the force itself. He stayed there near Tempest Yore Tempest Yore when he spoke. 'Your visions are there but remember what trials you have gone through." He went for reassuring but held one hand out and kept it on the crystal as he could peer deeper itno the force.
 
Tempest jumped in between her younger self and the enraged Darkside figure as he rushed her. Master Syn Syn 's words hit her consciousness. She noticed something more on the features of this presence. She immediately froze; this is the face of the man who had been her adoptive father. This was him when he abducted her. She hadn't remembered it. She could only conclude that he had been to this Temple at one time and this vision is part of his life story.

Returning to her senses, she thrust out her arm, as did the replay of her younger self do the same. While the Sith had closed in on Tempest of yesterday and of today, she cast Force Light to quell his intent. He was hit in the face with the Will of the Light of the Force, and he took a knee. "I am Jedi, and Jedi I shall remain," she affirmed. "And you will pay reparation to me for what you took!" both versions of her being demanded.

The Sith turned up his eyes and something was happening to him. Tempest had managed to affect him.

Finally she recalled the entire story of this singular event of her youth. It took her two different visits to two very amazing Temples, years apart from one another, to recall the information. She didn't try to evade the truth this time. It wasn't too much to bear, as had it been last time the truth attempted to surface. She felt a relief this time, like it was necessary to bring it all out in the open. Her past is no longer a mystery locked away in her subconscious, safe from awareness.

She didn't feel broken by it, but fortified, freed from the burden. Many Jedi experienced events during their youth much like her own. At that moment, she took in the strength visitors of the past left behind for her to uncover. It was all like a metaphysical pandora's box. She too left her mark on the data recorded here.

'This is our legacy.'

Her surroundings were replaced by a bright white light, and Tempest turned upon her heels to locate Master Syn. She walked out of the chamber, glad she was granted the opportunity to come, by Syn and by the call of the Force.
 
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The jedi master looked at her as she came out of it... what had happened to her the jedi master couldn't say but there was a lot here as the jedi master crossed his arms looking down at her. "All went well for you I hope?" He asked it without sarcasm but it was more of a question as the jedi master moved over and placed a hand on her shoulder. "You have done well Tempest... you hopefully faced things on your mind you dind't even know were there... a risk but also a chance for you to get stronger and grow a little." the jedi master said it and he moved with her heading back towards one of the areas of the cave that he could sit and offered a seat. "What you went through you do not have to speak about if you do not want to but there are more things one must go through for the jedi trials." He kept his gaze on Tempest Yore Tempest Yore with a smirk on his face.
 
Tempest sure did learn some things in there and she nodded in agreement to Master Syn Syn 's remarks. It is true she felt like what went through her head was truly happening to her all over again. The recollection dug up a lot of intense emotions. She felt like she had been the Force's own punching bag. "You won't find me eager to intentionally sign-up for it again any time in the future," she said.

"You were there too," she added, suspecting he would be curious to learn more details, such as wether he shall be present in her life in her future, or was only witnessed in her past. She pretended to refuse to elaborate just for her amusement sake. Tempest always took jabs at the old man. It is her own little way of telling him that he matters in her life. But the revelation of the Force had been correct, in that she did indeed evade all those in her life who mattered, for fear that she will lose them someday. In that choice she safeguarded her heart from such probable devastating sense of loss. In it, she was holding back from truly living.

He lead her to sit on a protrusion of smooth stone. Due to his inquiry and also his acceptance should she remain secretive of her experience, sincerity replaced her jesting, "I promise to move forward in the manner the Force inspires me to today." She finds it difficult to all at once open up in the manner the Force recommends. It felt alien to even think to try to bear her feelings. The only steps she could comfortably take towards that today would need to be little ones. She thought about what she could say that wouldn't feel so dramatic. He did deserve she at least try. He was typically throwing her into situations which greatly amused him, just to study her reaction, and she knew it from the onset of their relationship. She figured him likely a very unorthodox Jedi Master, but she could only assume that a fact.

"Master Synlidwirh, how about I just say thank you for sticking it out with me all these years." That is a good start, she felt. Everyone deserves thanks where due. She smiled at him. She even understood that while he is a tad on the unusual side for a Master, she too is not the most devout of Padawans he could have taken on.

Her smile quickly vanished at his mention that there would be more hoops to jump through here. 'I'm not done?!' The idea hit her like a slap in the face. "After all that?!" Her eyes went from wide to narrowing as she held her gaze upon him. "Oh, I just knew it!" she barked.
 
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