Kiskla Grayson-Matteo
Redeemer
Tython; temple gardens
It wasn't a good way to think, but she couldn't help it. The blonde Force's mistress was counting down until Tython was compromised.
Until the recent disaster on Coruscant, Tython was a planet that was unknown to a majority of Jedi unless they were Masters or high-ranking Knights; this was to avoid the planet being a target to foes of the Jedi, should the darkside prove too strong to individuals.
Yeah, that had happened to about three on Coruscant.
Unfortunately, that meant that Tython was slowly opening it's walls to select Padawans. Ones that showed excellent promise. One of these individuals, the records had indicated as [member="Serra Val Rhia"]. It wasn't the most optimal of times to be training a Padawan, but Kiskla needed the distraction. She also needed to see if she knew of a better match than herself for the deserving student. But, apparently, this individual had an interest in strengthening her bond with The Force. Something Kiskla was quite adept with, and therefore it would only make sense of the youthful Master to extend herself and offer assistance to those who needed it. That was a Jedi's job, after all.
So, she waited for the Padawan to meet their appointment while she sat cross-legged in the Temple's gardens. Her palms were behind her back and she was angled to face the warmth of the sun overhead, basking in it's warmth. She looked calm, but her mind was working furiously - -devising how to counter these attacks. The Sith's oppression would need to be thwarted by not only herself, but all the students of The lightside -- such as she who would be meeting Kiskla today.