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Emberlene's Daughter, The Jedi Generalist
Caltin Vanagor Caltin Vanagor

Listening to him she remained quiet... and gave him her full attention... crossing her legs to sit as she glided down the hallway and floating to avoid the others. Eyes meeting caltin's while he laid it all out and.. he wasn't wrong. Her training for the jedi padawans would mean they would have a lot but they were also being trained at a young age then a lot who came to the order now. She had created the creches based off of the one on Coruscaant which was singular for hundreds of temples to encourage jedi unions. The altisians and their bloodlines of force users were impressive as they had recorded thousands of generations of some families while trying to rebuild the order on Perideaa.

But Caltin was not wrong... there was a lot here.. a lot of potential for danger but also a lot that was becoming known.. with some of the mysteries solved they could open the door to countless more or stranger still wonders for the future... they could see ways to implement the oldest utopian technologies into the future. "I would love to hear them." She said it and turned herself over so she was sitting cross legged, hovering and upside down but her being didn't register it. The force adjusting the center of her gravity as it was using inertia with her minor movement and a quicker vibraation to change the direction of gravity around her.
 
“This is my watch. And I do not turn away.”
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Caltin was visibly surprised at this. Not that she wanted to hear what he had to say, but doing so “upside down” took a moment for him to get used to.Caltin quickly adjusted his posture and tried to focus on the conversation. He couldn't help but feel a bit disoriented, but he didn't want to show it. He cleared his throat and continued speaking, trying to maintain his composure despite the unusual situation.

Make no mistake, I am not trying to rain on your parade here, at all this is an incredible accomplishment. The main red flag that I am seeing though, and admittedly, I only speak for myself. The thing is, you bring up how refined you want a Padawan’s training to be, and that is a beautiful (in its simplicity) thing, but one of the aspects I remember most about the Republic is the focus on commitment that was the center of a Padawan’s training. Trying not to give them too much too soon, and giving them a chance to process what they learn.

Realizing, and making it clear that he did not know the entire rubric of the training being implemented here, he continued.

Granted, it was a different time, and there was a war going on, but it was more difficult for a Padawan to be Knighted than it is now. I’m not saying that it’s easy now mind you, but the emotional, mental, and psychological effects a Learner had to go through… He shivered. I know it is a different time now, but I just don’t want to see history repeat itself.




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Emberlene's Daughter, The Jedi Generalist
Caltin Vanagor Caltin Vanagor

She listened and took it in while she rolled in the air and stopped hovering over his shoulder making it look like he was supporting her for the moment as a group of padawans walked past wearing their training outfits. The fitted bodysuits with chest, leg and arm pieces letting them be flexible there as armor. The jedi master tapped her chin. "It can be, we take in a lot and I understand the concern. The records from the Republics jedi are interesting and from the era considered the high republic a golden age of them and the jedi.. the training was great but had no practical application. It was almost purely routine with no deviation to possible variables."

She remained there while moving down the hall and looked around. "Where are we going? I was following you." She said it and looked down at him for a moment before laughing. The temple shifting and opening a door as it formed into an area of the temple as the pylons were gleaming. Shimmering gateways opening and closing as jedi came in and left. SMall groups of people in ivory white robes with jedi wearing similarly colored robes. She was looking at it and smiled. "The transport chamber, gathways as needed, the anchorpoints for accessing the deeperr areas of the temple, pens for the jedi vessels and access to the quartermaster and artisans work areas."
 
“This is my watch. And I do not turn away.”
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Caltin was visibly surprised at this. Not that she wanted to hear what he had to say, but doing so “upside down” took a moment for him to get used to.Caltin quickly adjusted his posture and tried to focus on the conversation. He couldn't help but feel a bit disoriented, but he didn't want to show it. He cleared his throat and continued speaking, trying to maintain his composure despite the unusual situation.

You’re right about the variables, but we were at war(or so we thought so at the time), but it was also even more a testament to holding to your principles. It was more nuanced than records speak of.

Then she stopped, turned around, and looked back at him. She asked ”what”?

Me? How would I know where I was going?

That insipid laugh. Well played “Skippy.”

He quirked up at the mention of the artisans. Perhaps while I’m here, one of your people could take a look at my weapon? Pulling "CONSERVATOR" (Primary - Long Handle), but just holding the hilt he showed. Since the fall of the Shadow Temple, and my… “return”, there has been something “off”... on it… He could not pinpoint any issue, it just did not feel right.




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Emberlene's Daughter, The Jedi Generalist
Caltin Vanagor Caltin Vanagor

"Oh?" She said it looking at him and at the saber as she thought about it. Finding a small place there when she looked at him. "Isn't that the one I helped with for some pieces?" She tapped her chin and doubted it was the components from them... there was always a chance as it was an older model. "We can do a lot with a blade now.. we have developed a better power source and several more crystals that can be used for different things and channeling the force. Then from a technical standpoint we are the few artisans who have eliminated cortosis as a weakness and beskar or phrik is raarely a problem when your blade burns hotterr then most stars."
 
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As she still floated around… and he still noticed… not like it was hard to miss…

The proverbial “guts” of it, yes. The same, but the hilt is my original weapon.

He really had little concern over what could be added to it, a lightsaber was a lightsaber to him, and while it was a symbol of who he was, it did not define him. The thing is, that lately, something about “Conservator” just did not feel right to him.

I don’t know if it is the crystals, or what, but it had always felt “tuned” to me, completely in sync until everything that happened on Kashyyyk.

Still floating around... great...

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Emberlene's Daughter, The Jedi Generalist
Caltin Vanagor Caltin Vanagor

"Well then lets see." She said it as she came down in an alcove that opened into a workshop. The sounds of various machines working as they cut, polished and cleaned crystals. Dozens of artisans shaping the various kyber but then there were other machines designing and working the components. Padawans using various methods to assemble and droids or biots designed for testing, crafting and explaining various components to them. Some jedi masters and knights there as they got the pieces for their own lightsabers and Matsu motioned Caltin in towards the area as she pushed her hands outwards and the sound of everything coming to life was there. A table forming as the aterno responded to her needs and two prongs came up on it. "We'll diagnose the problem and work from there. If it is something like retuning it to you after Kashyyyk that is a lot easier then potential danger of a lens slipping and causing an explosion.'
 
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Forged during the late Clone Wars and rebuilt across centuries, Conservator is not simply a lightsaber — it is a living record of its wielder's purpose.

The hilt is long — nearly the length of Darth Maul’s double-blade handle — designed for the powerful, two-handed techniques of a physical Jedi like Vanagor. Built for control, reach, and sheer stopping force, its weight in hand is deceptive — balanced with such precision that it feels like an extension of the body rather than a tool.

Design and Detail

The hilt, like its Master, bears its scars proudly.

  • Etched across the durasteel alloy shell are intricate carvings — not ornamental, but ceremonial — ancient Jedi text, High Galactic runes, and tribal Wroshyr sigils honoring the Wookiees who once welcomed him into their clan.

  • Faint fracture lines run along the chassis, sealed and reinforced with forged phrik bands. They speak of past battles, explosions survived, drops from orbit, and encounters with darkness that would have shattered a lesser saber.
At the emitter end, the metal is stained slightly darker — scorched from the sheer power that pulses within.

The Blade: Golden, with a Permafrost Edge

The blade ignites with a resonant hum, deeper and heavier than most Jedi sabers — like thunder echoing through stone. Its core glows a rich, golden hue, symbolizing defense, honor, and enlightenment — a beacon of protection.

But dancing along its edge is something rare: a pale, icy-blue outline — the “Permafrost” effect — a constant, barely-contained crackle of raw kinetic energy, the result of twin crystals in perfect, volatile harmony.





Crystals Within

  • Heart of the Guardian
    Recovered from a forgotten temple world during Vanagor’s time as a Wayseeker, this rare kyber crystal shifts and reflects golden light. Said to enhance attunement with the Living Force, it strengthens one’s resolve and clarity during moral conflict. In Vanagor’s hands, it fuels more than just his blade — it fuels his purpose.
  • Permafrost Crystal
    A crystalline remnant of Vanagor’s long sleep beneath the glaciers of Rhen Var, this unique kyber variant was unearthed when he was pulled from the ice. It burns not with heat, but with ancient cold — whispering of stillness, resilience, and the silent weight of time. It causes the saber’s edges to crackle and flicker with frozen, unstable arcs — beautiful and dangerous, like lightning in a snowstorm.




Legacy and Reputation

Over time, Conservator has developed a reputation of its own.
To foes, it is the last light they see before justice falls.
To those it protects, it is a pillar — unwavering and luminous.

Some claim the blade reacts on its own in moments of danger — flaring brighter, shifting in tone when its Master’s resolve deepens. Others say it “growls” when near betrayal, or that it dims gently when Caltin mourns.

Its nameConservator — was not given lightly. It represents what Vanagor believes the Jedi were always meant to be:

Not conquerors. Not crusaders. Not martyrs.
But guardians.
Of life. Of memory. Of balance.


If she looked at the hilt and could read it, she would see the inscription in High Galactic Script:
“When others fall, I remain.”
“When memory fades, I remember.”
“When justice breaks, I hold the line.”



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Emberlene's Daughter, The Jedi Generalist
Caltin Vanagor Caltin Vanagor

She took it as the hilt went into the prongs and the table shifted... projectors coming along with it and giving her the information as she could manipulate the hardlight model of it to better see and apply pressure like it was being struck. She tapped a chin while she was getting to work and this was her element as the display shifted it. Letting her see at the crystals and the assembly. "Hmm." She said it while looking over parts of it. "Inscriptions are nice, it is older then some but a half well maintained saber can outlast most ships." She was looking at other parts of it. "The crystals add a good edge, the lens shows micro fracturing from the power going through it." SHe moved her finger along the hilt as she divided it from the exterior to the inner workings so it would be able to be looked at. "The power cell is good and reliable but also largely underpowered from now. The recharge by this age will have increased a handful of seconds." She saaid it while bringing up several screens around as the computers were running simulations with the blades specs being factored in and scenarios from opponents to objects to large creatures being shown. "Tuning the crystals to your current mental state will require more meditation then advanced engineering."
 

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