Alexandra Feanor
The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Back to the gardens, that was where she was seen most of these days.
She smiled as her hand urged a vine to curl around her arm as it drew out from where it hung off the tree before her. The jungle of Yutan mixed rather nicely with her studies into the growth of tropical plants against that of her own garden back on Alderaan and it made for the perfect study tool when it came to plant surge. Infact it was so much so that she had decided to hold a public training session for plant surge itself in particular.
She had taken to teaching rather quickly. Holding these multiple sessions without worry of overextending herself. It was after all rather refreshing to pass on what she knew and plant surge was something she took to so commonly these days that it had become second nature to her in ways of use.
It had uses from agriculture to even battle for the inventive. The creation of a forest, a quick building of a vine bridge, even trapping someone's legs with a quickly grown root. It was all up to the imagination and to one's mastery when it came to the use of plant surge. But for today she would have the basics to teach, something painfully necessary before attempting to control the life of a plant.
She smiled as her hand urged a vine to curl around her arm as it drew out from where it hung off the tree before her. The jungle of Yutan mixed rather nicely with her studies into the growth of tropical plants against that of her own garden back on Alderaan and it made for the perfect study tool when it came to plant surge. Infact it was so much so that she had decided to hold a public training session for plant surge itself in particular.
She had taken to teaching rather quickly. Holding these multiple sessions without worry of overextending herself. It was after all rather refreshing to pass on what she knew and plant surge was something she took to so commonly these days that it had become second nature to her in ways of use.
It had uses from agriculture to even battle for the inventive. The creation of a forest, a quick building of a vine bridge, even trapping someone's legs with a quickly grown root. It was all up to the imagination and to one's mastery when it came to the use of plant surge. But for today she would have the basics to teach, something painfully necessary before attempting to control the life of a plant.