Private Patronage

[Cedric Grayson]

(phone post)

His spies had been hard at work looking for individuals that might help to serve the crusade’s ends. They had soldiers and an industrial base to work from, but very few Jedi had come to call the movement home. Given the current galactic climate that was understandable, but it was still a problem.

Word had reached Cedric from Kashyyyk about a new padawan looking for a teacher. She’d received no offers as of yet as far as he knew. It was a void that Cedric was keen to fill, if she wished it. More students meant the strengthening of his ideology and his armies in turn, both of which were of paramount importance.

The Essonian arrived in Kachirho with a squad of Essonian soldiers around the mid-afternoon. Orders were swiftly given for the men to spread throughout the city in search of the young woman, and Cedric took off on his own excursion. He headed toward the Jedi Temple the silvers had built on the Wookie home world, his cowl drawn over his face to hide his features as he crossed into the sacred building.

Hopefully he would find her here. If not, then he’d just have to keep searching elsewhere.

 

[Jademar Eurisa]

It has been a while since Aloy had originally left her on Kashyyyk. Remembering the words that her close friend or mother-like figure had said towards her in the past. She promised that she wouldn't allow herself to become mindless like the Jedi. But in a sense, she would follow their code as best as she possibly could. However, currently, she was in a middle training session.. her aunt had pit her against three Wookies, while she was at a disadvantage against them, In a simple manner, the young girl had her eyesight blocked for good reason. If she should ever become blind or her eyes being ripped out she could guide herself around without the need for eyesight.

Jade moved around in a pattern, she had been practicing with the tribe for a while and slowly improving. At first, the very sight of the young girl and her weaknesses was a problem. she wasn't good at dodging or predicting when the strike was coming. The very first few months, it seemed all but nothing had improved.. yet slowly at a time. The girl began to learn and understand her force abilities more than people would know. Her aunt had been training her for a few months to try and improve the girl on her hearing and reflexes to help her have a better chance.

 

[Cedric Grayson]

A brow was lofted as Cedric came upon the scene.

He watched with quiet interest in one of the far corners of the room, his arms folded behind the small of his back as he observed the girl's form. It was rough, but it wasn't wholly amateur. In her movements he saw potential, or at the very least the capacity to keep herself alive if anyone came for her life. The girl's combat abilities weren't of great importance anyway: training could always fix physical limitations. It was the state of her mind and content of character that he was interested in.

After a few moments longer of observing the sparring session, Cedric reached up to draw back his cowl. Blue eyes darted from each of the wookies to the girl in quiet appraisal, his steel toed boots thudding loudly against the floor as he approached.

"Interesting footwork," he mused as he positioned himself in a such a way as to make continuing the match impossible. "Excuse me gentlemen," he nodded toward each of the wookies and settled his gaze on Jademar Eurisa . "What's your name girl?"