Corellian Marshal
Dhalinar tapped a booted foot, arms folded across his chest as he waited on the Saber's balcony waiting for his delivery. It was an auspicious day for the old Jedi. It had been well over a decade since he had taken on a padawan. Maybe even two if memory served him. Though he had promised Jedi Master and council member Valery Noble that he would begin to take on Padawans it was not such a simple thing, at least to his old-fashioned way of thinking. A Master chose their padawan about as much as a Jedi chose their kyber crystal. He had taken many younglings on for a few days, a month at most and none had fit. Luckily as their numbers swelled so did the number of available knights to take on such padawans but it had jaded him a bit to the idea. As the Marshal of the Corellian Enclave, his day-to-day was filled mostly with visits to the Corellian Council, signing documents for the Saber, and managing the few interactions he had with their resident Jedi Watchman and Shadow Allyson Locke . Most padawans did not thrive in that sort of environment. Maybe this one would be different though. Maybe this one would show enough promise that he could want to start being more active in the Galaxy.
The blade-like silhouette of his Dagger-class corvette blotted out the sun as it made its descent into the hangar above, the roar of its repulsors fighting off the sound of the skycar traffic below. Finally, the Emerald Sunspire had arrived. When the lift doors finally hissed open he saw his new padawan. She was shorter than he expected, her black hair cut at an angle making one side longer than the other with one side being cut just above her ear. He sensed great loss in her. Not uncommon for young Jedi but still heartbreaking for one so young. A pair of KJSO droids were unloading boxes emblazoned with the seal of the New Jedi Order and stacking them off to the side. Supplies he'd asked for the Saber, mostly copies of holobooks, training sabers, and robes. Simple things. Taking a deep breath he stepped forward.
"Padawan Taan, it is good to see you made it to Corellia in one piece!" His voice was jovial, his posture inviting, his eyes twinkling with the promise of adventure.