Another week had passed and the weekend had come, Caedyn Arenais glad to be away from School and spending what he had hoped would be a most lazy day in the comfort of their family Home up within the hills of Commenor for which only the sounds of life surrounded them when he and his Sister weren't off playing and getting into all kinds of mischief. His Mother, [member="Lady Kay"] and [member="Loreena Arenais"] had both left the house for the afternoon to visit the Capital, Chasin City and do whatever it was that girls did together. Lori had been excited because their mom had bribed her with a bit of shopping to get her out of the house while Caed had stayed behind with his father who was somewhere about the yard spending his time in his typical leisure these days growing old and grumbling to himself about things that frustrated him.
Having just woken up from a bit of a nap, Cae stretched out lazily against his bed, his gaze looking to the ceiling and listening to the insects outside chirping and clicking away noisily. Life was good, simple and worry-free. He didn't have to contend with the same troubles that his parents did, only the life of a young boy who's Mother and Father wished for he and his sister to get a decent education and otherwise grow up happy with the necessities that every young person needed. The mysteries of the Force, peace in the Galaxy, fighting great battles and staving off evil, these were the scenes of his favorite action holo-flicks and resembled nothing of his life outside of his natural curiosities. [member="Veiere Arenais"] had talked to him about the Force, it had been inevitable with the power that apparently coursed throughout their family yet he had also been intentionally vague about it all and never wandered into any great detail. Caedyn had questions though between the siblings parents, he and Lori had both gotten the impression that their mother and father didn't like to talk about it too much.
Turning to look to the bedside table on his right, he reached over to open the draw and take hold of his Lightsaber, the weapon of a Jedi given to him by his father. Outside of school hours, he took it with him where ever he roamed, always attached to the right side of his belt like a badge of pride and the natural excitement that any boy found in the handling of such an important tool. As far as he had been told, their Dad used to be a Jedi before they had been born but he didn't much like to talk about the things he had done; it was only natural that Caedyn had grown up with aspirations and dreams of walking a similar path, stories of their grandeur were always exciting to listen to, yet never encouraged here at home; His Dad always had a way of reigning down on his imagined adventures of saving the galaxy...
Having just woken up from a bit of a nap, Cae stretched out lazily against his bed, his gaze looking to the ceiling and listening to the insects outside chirping and clicking away noisily. Life was good, simple and worry-free. He didn't have to contend with the same troubles that his parents did, only the life of a young boy who's Mother and Father wished for he and his sister to get a decent education and otherwise grow up happy with the necessities that every young person needed. The mysteries of the Force, peace in the Galaxy, fighting great battles and staving off evil, these were the scenes of his favorite action holo-flicks and resembled nothing of his life outside of his natural curiosities. [member="Veiere Arenais"] had talked to him about the Force, it had been inevitable with the power that apparently coursed throughout their family yet he had also been intentionally vague about it all and never wandered into any great detail. Caedyn had questions though between the siblings parents, he and Lori had both gotten the impression that their mother and father didn't like to talk about it too much.
Turning to look to the bedside table on his right, he reached over to open the draw and take hold of his Lightsaber, the weapon of a Jedi given to him by his father. Outside of school hours, he took it with him where ever he roamed, always attached to the right side of his belt like a badge of pride and the natural excitement that any boy found in the handling of such an important tool. As far as he had been told, their Dad used to be a Jedi before they had been born but he didn't much like to talk about the things he had done; it was only natural that Caedyn had grown up with aspirations and dreams of walking a similar path, stories of their grandeur were always exciting to listen to, yet never encouraged here at home; His Dad always had a way of reigning down on his imagined adventures of saving the galaxy...