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Public [JEDI] Philosophy Class: The Nature of the Dark Side

Kai'el Brat "Guardian of the Light"


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Philosophy Class: The Nature of the Dark Side
Instructor: Knight Braze Kai'el

Braze had decided it was perhaps best to offer an open philosophy class this cycle... no rank, no roster, no assignment. Any Jedi who wished to attend was welcome, whether they were Padawan, Knight, or merely a wanderer of thought looking for a quiet hour to question what they'd been taught.

He'd chosen the title deliberately; The Nature of the Dark Side. It was a risky hook, but that was the point. Braze knew well that certain topics drew out the curious, the doubtful, and the quietly conflicted. Sometimes those who most needed guidance came because they sought permission to ask the questions that frightened them.

He'd written the topic in firm, sweeping Aurebesh on a chalk slate and left it propped against a low stone table. The courtyard of the Temple was still when he arrived early to prepare, bathed in soft morning light. The sky was streaked with warm golden hues, and the air carried a balmy breeze that moved through the gardens like a sigh. Birds chattered lazily in the canopy above, and the faint perfume of flowering herbs clung to the air. It was the kind of subtle calm that belonged to a place where the Force seemed to breathe.

Braze set out a neat ring of mats around the table, their edges perfectly aligned. In the center, he placed a simple teapot, its lid lifting in small bursts of steam as the scent of spiced green tea mingled with the floral air. He sat cross-legged, robes gathered loosely around him, and poured himself a cup as he waited.

Beside the pot, half-shrouded in a folded cloth, sat a crimson pyramid hiding away a Sith holocron. He and his student Leos Leos had recovered it from a derelict outpost, and though it had long since been deactivated and rendered inert, it remained a potent symbol of what could tempt, what could twist.

Braze glanced toward it as he took a slow sip,

"Let's see who shows up today," he murmured, "Those drawn by curiosity… or those looking for something they don't yet understand."
 

Beside the pot, half-shrouded in a folded cloth, sat a crimson pyramid hiding away a Sith holocron. He and his student Leos had recovered it from a derelict outpost, and though it had long since been deactivated and rendered inert, it remained a potent symbol of what could tempt, what could twist.

Leos knew what he was looking at. He felt obligated to be here, given the experience he had with the object. There was a stiff silence about him as he found himself a seat towards the back of the space, or at least the back-most mat he could find. Not that it would keep him from getting called on. He didn't exactly expect that given the fact that his instructor was the teacher of this class.

How strange, being here in a fully fledged temple. It was nothing like Daiyu....

A blessing and a curse.


 

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