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Private Master and Padawan

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GETTING TO KNOW MAK MANTO
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Outfit: Clothes
Weapons: Double-Bladed Lightsabers
Saber Hilts: Guardian Hilt & Vanquisher Hilt


Briefly the young student saw his master smile for a few moments after he had answered the questioned posed to him then seeing and hearing a more serious expression, tone coming from Mak. The Besalisk wants to know his mentor as the Jedi Master wants to know their student. Tyron always wants to learn and understand those around him.

"I apologise for asking your question upon you Master Manto." Tyron said on instinct as he heard the first few words of Mak's replies to him and continued to listen. "I'd like to contribute in bringing hope and that beacon of light for others master." He added on.

Tyron was absorbing the information that Mak was sharing with him about how life has been since he became a Jedi and continues to serve the Galaxy. It was becoming a reality check as the Padawan Learner was understanding that becoming and being a Jedi will not always be as black and white as it can appear on the outside. There were thoughts that Tyron had running through his mind but one thing he remembered. Not everyone lived the same life perhaps similar circumstances unfold but it is how they adapt and progress from them.
"I am getting the understanding master that things aren't clear cut or as black and white as they may seem. Nothing has ever been simple or straight forward in my life so far master."

The young Besalisk leaned forward to meet his master's gaze and Mak would be able to see that Tyron isn't afraid nor naive. A fire was brewing within the Padawan once more that the Jedi Master can feel and see. "Master, I have nothing to cherish or lose. My focus is to aid, help and serve others within the best of my capabilities. Master Noble brought you and I together in believing we can confront the darkness that's out there. I will face the tests in both skill and soul with your guidance, teaching and training."

Tyron nodded his head to Mak to show he understood that every single experience and scenario he becomes apart of will determine his journey from taking everything gained and lost to progress, how one moves forward. "I understand master I won't back down nor give up."



 
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"Then we're going to begin now..."

Getting up slowly, Mak slithered over to the table in his quarters. Before him laid an array of lightsabers, each one a testament to countless battles and trials faced. He picked up a sleek, metallic hilt turning it over in his hands as he began to speak, his voice low and deliberate.

"We have a critical mission ahead of us. The Grandmaster has reported a disturbing rise in the influence of a Dark Side cult. They're converting innocents, fueling their ranks with fear and deception. It's our job to investigate this threat and, if necessary, put an end to it. She asked me to look into it, so no better time than now."

Setting the first lightsaber aside, he picked up one adorned with intricate designs, igniting its green blade, which glowed softly in the dim light of the room. Mak nodded to himself before he deactivated it, placing it on his belt.

As he continued to sift through his collection, Mak's tone grew more serious. "We might encounter members of the cult who are skilled in manipulation, trying to sway our resolve. This isn't just a test of strength; it's a test of wisdom and character."
 
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FIRST ASSIGNMENT..?


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Tyron watched his master slither along towards the table in his quarters to unveil the collection of Lightsaber hilts that he had either built, constructed or been issued with. It left the Besalisk glancing down to his empty utility belt where he doesn't own a real Lightsaber hilt yet. Only being recently recruited into the New Jedi Order.

"I understand the dangers of this mission, Master. I do not have a Lightsaber hilt yet however. I wouldn't want to be a liability or bring further risking factors to us. I hope you understand Master."

Tyron didn't want to put himself or Mak in further harms way or higher risk without being properly equipped in leaving the Jedi Temple for any kind of field activities with anyone. This seemed like Tyron was going to be thrown right into the deep-end of his life and upbringing as a Jedi. His words were out of compassion and care for others than himself he will put everything on the line but not recklessly.

"We will bring justice to this Darkside cult master. I will do everything I can muster to confront them alongside you. Ready when you are Master."

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