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[Aadihr Lidos]

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The kettle had just begun to whisper its song—
low, meditative steam curling in the air like incense from a shrine—
when Aadihr set the two cups down.

He'd chosen the stoneware set. Handcrafted, rough-edged with elegant faults in the glaze. The kind of honest imperfection that reminded one to stay grounded. The kind of thing his Padawans would probably never notice. Still, he cared.

Across the table, two datapads awaited visitors. Neatly tabbed. Thoroughly annotated. Aadihr sat beside them, blindfolded gaze turned inward as he reviewed both with a sip of calming Thimiar blossom tea. It tasted like burned citrus and memory.

One report held the quiet strength of steady growth—a self-directed path with a surprisingly sharp instinct for diplomacy. The other danced with bursts of raw courage and doubt, its page margins brimming with bold strokes and unfinished questions.

They were both promising. But potential didn’t pass the Trials.

They're close. But not ready. Not yet.

The Miraluka let out a breath through his nose and touched the table’s edge. A subtle signal in the Force pulsed outward—enough to gently notify both Padawans that they were expected. No rush. But no excuses.

He set a small dish of honey between the cups.

"They’ll need it. This’ll sting a little."

The kettle clicked off.
Steam rose.
And Aadihr waited.

Aris Noble | Brander​

Spoiler: Template curriculum

Jedi Trials & Core Skills Curriculum

Requirement	Mastery (0-5)	Thread Link(s)	Teacher
Trial of Skill (Lightsaber Duel)	0	—	—
Trial of Courage (Facing Fear/Danger)	0	—	—
Trial of Flesh (Enduring Pain or Loss)	0	—	—
Trial of Spirit (Confronting Inner Darkness)	0	—	—
Trial of Insight (Wisdom/Seeing the Unseen)	0	—	—
Lightsaber Form I – Shii-Cho (Basic)	0	—	—
Secondary Lightsaber Form (Advanced)	0	—	—
Telekinesis (Force Push/Pull)	0	—	—
Force Sense/Perception	0	—	—
Force “Enhance Attribute” (Physical Augmentation)	0	—	—
Force Healing	0	—	—
Force Defense (Protection/Tutaminis)	0	—	—
Mental Influence (Mind Trick)	0	—	—
Diplomacy & Form Zero (Negotiation skills)	0	—	—
Survival Skills & Field Missions	0	—	—
Warzone Experience (Battles/Warzones)	0	—	—
Emotional Maturity & Ethical Judgment	0	—	—

Spoiler: Aris's Progress

Aris Noble – Padawan Progress

Requirement	Mastery (0-5)	Thread Link(s)	Teacher
Trial of Skill (Lightsaber Duel)	3	INSURMOUNTABLE – A Lesson of Limits	Aadihr Lidos
Trial of Courage (Facing Fear/Danger)	4	A Dangerous Gambit	N/A
Trial of Flesh (Enduring Pain or Loss)	3	Physical pain: Not felt typically Enduring Loss: TBD	N/A
Trial of Spirit (Confronting Inner Darkness)	2	INSURMOUNTABLE – A Lesson of Limits	Aadihr Lidos
Trial of Insight (Wisdom/Seeing the Unseen)	3	They are the future	Caedyn Arenais
Lightsaber Form I – Shii-Cho (Basic)	4	INSURMOUNTABLE – A Lesson of Limits	N/A
Secondary Lightsaber Form (Advanced)	4	Practice	Previous Mentors
Telekinesis (Force Push/Pull)	0	They are the future	N/A
Force Sense/Perception	0	They are the future	N/A
Force “Enhance Attribute” (Physical Augmentation)	5	You’re Really Glowing on Me	N/A
Force Healing	0	N/A	N/A
Force Defense (Protection/Tutaminis)	3	can only protect self directly with force.	N/A
Mental Influence (Mind Trick)	0	N/A	N/A
Diplomacy & Form Zero (Negotiation skills)	2	They are the future	Caedyn Arenais
Survival Skills & Field Missions	3	A Dangerous Gambit	N/A
Warzone Experience (Battles/Warzones)	4	Technologic (Woostri Invasion) More unlisted	N/A
Emotional Maturity & Ethical Judgment	3	INSURMOUNTABLE – A Lesson of Limits; They are the future	Aadihr Lidos

Spoiler: Brander's Progress

Brander – Padawan Progress

Requirement	Mastery (0-5)	Thread Link(s)	Teacher
Trial of Skill (Lightsaber Duel)	2	INSURMOUNTABLE – A Lesson of Limits	Aadihr Lidos
Trial of Courage (Facing Fear/Danger)	3	Irony Wears a Familiar Face	N/A
Trial of Flesh (Enduring Pain or Loss)	2	INSURMOUNTABLE – A Lesson of Limits	N/A
Trial of Spirit (Confronting Inner Darkness)	2	Irony Wears a Familiar Face	N/A
Trial of Insight (Wisdom/Seeing the Unseen)	2	Irony Wears a Familiar Face	Alexandros Xanathos
Lightsaber Form I – Shii-Cho (Basic)	1	INSURMOUNTABLE – A Lesson of Limits	Aadihr Lidos
Secondary Lightsaber Form (Advanced)	0	N/A	N/A
Telekinesis (Force Push/Pull)	0	N/A	N/A
Force Sense/Perception	1	Irony Wears a Familiar Face	N/A
Force “Enhance Attribute” (Physical Augmentation)	0	N/A	N/A
Force Healing	1	INSURMOUNTABLE – A Lesson of Limits	N/A
Force Defense (Protection/Tutaminis)	0	N/A	N/A
Mental Influence (Mind Trick)	0	N/A	N/A
Diplomacy & Form Zero (Negotiation skills)	0	N/A	N/A
Survival Skills & Field Missions	0	N/A	N/A
Warzone Experience (Battles/Warzones)	0	N/A	N/A
Emotional Maturity & Ethical Judgment	2	INSURMOUNTABLE – A Lesson of Limits	Aadihr Lidos

 

[Brander]

Aadihr Lidos Aris Noble
Brander set aside what he was doing when he'd felt the summons. He'd never felt anything like that before. It was certainly curious. He seemed to know where to go despite this and had stopped what he was doing going to wash up before departing curious to see what the blind man wanted.

He arrived not too terribly long after he'd felt the summons. " Did... you want to... " 'see me' seemed poor word choice here as he paused mid sentence. " Have me here sir?" Brander asked upon arrival looking curiously to what Aadihr was up to.

 

[Aadihr Lidos]

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Aadihr didn’t look up as Brander entered. He didn’t need to. The boy’s signature in the Force moved like steam under pressure—held tight, but always on the verge of spilling out. He recognized that feeling. He had lived it.

The teacup in his hand shifted slightly. Then he smiled, faint but dry.

“Yes, Brander. I wanted to see you. Still an appropriate phrase.”

He gestured to the chair across from him and set the second cup down. No ceremony. Just space. A place at the table.

“Before we start…”

He slid the datapad to one side and reached for a thin plastifilm envelope. The seal was real, if not precisely recent. The ink from the Temple Administration Office hadn’t quite dried when Aadihr had slipped it in earlier that day.

“…this is yours now. Official housing. Archive access. Medical clearance. Full Temple privileges.”

A pause.

“You’re a Padawan of the Coruscant Temple, Brander. As of last week. I made sure of it.”

He didn’t elaborate how. Just gave a slight tilt of the head and added—

“It was overdue.”

The teacup found his hand again. The kettle behind him let out a soft clink as it cooled.

“I saw what you did during your fight. The wounds on your fists. The way your body tried to fix itself when you weren’t even trying.”
He turned the datapad back toward him.

“I did. So I wrote what I needed to write.”

The datapad flicked to life, its grid of evaluations glowing a soft, unthreatening blue.

“You’re not locked out anymore, Brander. You’re just on the trail now, same as anyone else.”

A breath.

“The only difference now… is that you'll have to keep pace using everything you can.”

He lifted the cup once more.

“So. Let’s talk about that.”

Brander | Aris Noble​

 

[Aris Noble]

Aris wasn't too far behind. He'd heard it from the hallway. He always heard conversations going on from quite the distance, and this time he decided to slow his pace. Some. Enough not to scream he was listening in, but to make sure Aadihr and Brander had time to talk. Even when he did enter the room, he skirted his usual greetings in favor of moving to the kettle to lift and pour a cup for all three of them.

When he finished, and only when he did, he stepped to the table to set out the cups between the three of them. Then he'd take a seat, smiling specifically towards Brander.

"Congratulations, Brander. It's long overdue."

Brander | Aadihr Lidos

 

[Brander]

Brander tried to understand everything that Aadihr Lidos was telling him. He blinked, hearing what was said, and looked at what he was handed. He almost wanted to ask 'Really?' as if this was all some kind of dream. But it wasn't a dream. He thumbed the object in his hands, feeling the texture, and looked like he might even cry for maybe a moment or two.


"Thank you so much," he chirped finally, as a smile crept across his features. He didn't want to bend or break the seal, and so carefully he opened his coat, seemingly having other ideas for the object, and carefully tucked it into the large inner well-pocket on the front part of his jacket to save it for later.

He glanced to Aris Noble , who had joined them, still smiling with a goofy-looking grin, feeling a small swell of joyful anxiety well up within his chest and, for the briefest of moments, thinking perhaps he'd found a place he belonged.

"Thank you kindly... I don't know what else to say... but I will try my best," he offered, looking between the two before casting a curious glance at the tea. He moved to settle down and take a seat, curious to see what else their master wished to say, presuming that Aris was also called here. He offered a curious look to the datapad next trying to read it's contents over.

 

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Mr. Usher will not be making an appearance unless things go very very wrong. Wrong sub woops

 

[Aadihr Lidos]

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Aadihr simply watched.
To the rumbling water settling in its pot.
To the way Brander's aura caught – then steadied. To the echo of Aris's presence, patient and deliberate. To the kind of silence that marked a turning point in someone’s life.

“You don’t have to say anything,” he said gently, as Brander tucked away the file like a rare treasure. “But you already did, and that more than enough."

He gestured lightly toward the datapad between them.“Now that we’re all here…”

His voice shifted, losing some of its softness but none of its calm. The datapad flicked again, rotating to face the two of them, its blue glow illuminating neat columns and a long road still ahead.

“These aren’t judgments. They’re mirrors. And mirrors aren’t supposed to flatter. They’re supposed to show you what you’ve missed while you were too busy looking forward.”

His gaze—eyeless as it was—seemed to land on Aris next.

“You’ve both come far, but you’ve taken different roads. Aris, you’ve got control, but you resist letting the Force surprise you. Brander, you’ve got instinct, but you try to wrestle the Force into proving something. Neither of you is wrong.”

A pause.

“But neither of you are ready for just yet. Guiding you both in your journey to knighthood is both my responsibility and my honor. But I won't be around forever. Simply a fact. If something should happen – if I head out once again and don't make it back or if I trip on the stairs on my way out of the temple, I don't want either of you to be limited by my passing.”

He let that settle for a moment, then reached into the folds of his robe and pulled free two small, circular chips—each etched with the Temple’s outer seal. He placed one beside each cup.

“So, in the interest of our limited lease on life in the galaxy, I've pulled transcripts from the temple—or created them in Brander's case—for us to review, and set up these datachips to journal your progress. These grant you access to the Temple archives and meditation wings without restriction. You can use these to log progress from other instructors or field learning sources.” He gestured back to the datapad. “Because I’m not truly the one grading you. You are.”

He sat back and folded his hands.

“So tell me: What do you see when you look at your scores?”

And with that, the conversation truly began.

Brander | Aris Noble​

 

[Aris Noble]

Aris sipped at his tea calmly, glancing down towards the tablet that was offered. Tea wasn't his favorite. Then again, nothing compared to Valery Noble 's hot cocoa so he might've been too spoiled in that regard. Nevertheless, the tea was sipped at as he let the gears in his head turn as Aadihr spoke. His brow knitted together after a moment of scrolling, though.

"I see impossibilities that suggest neither Brander or I will be able to be Knights, if the requirements are all. Telekinesis, Mental Influence, Sense. At least for me, these are beyond what I can do."

Aadihr Lidos | Brander

 

[Brander]

Brander looked to Aris Noble then back to his teacher considering what the taller older boy had to say. Brander was quiet as he over looked his scores. He wasn't sure he knew what to make of them in truth. At least not all of them. " I supposed I see room for improvement?" Brander half question as if wondering if he was meant to see something specific about them that Aadihr Lidos wanted them to learn. "I also think it's not good to think about death as often as you do Master. "

 

[Aadihr Lidos]

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Aadihr took another sip, steam curling past his blindfold. He leaned back slightly, hands folding over the cup.

“There it is. The moment a student sees what they can’t do, and assumes it defines what they can and cannot become.”

He turned his head slightly, not quite smiling.

“Aris… there are Jedi who lift starships without touch. Who compel thoughts. Who see the future like a thread in water. You’re not one of them. You never will be.”

Then, more gently—

“And the Order will be stronger because of it.”

He tapped a finger once, lightly, on the datapad.

“You’ve survived battle. You’ve made peace where others escalated. You read the room better than most Masters. And your control is... precise. Not because of the Force. Because of you. That’s what mastery looks like when it isn't flashy.”

Then his gaze tilted back to Brander.

“And Brander… I know how hard you push. The hours in your free time, the work you e put in without having access to the baseline support other Padawan's have. The determination requires to keep the belief that one more meditation will flip the switch.”

He let out a slow breath.

“That switch may never flip. But you don’t need it to.”

A pause. Then a small nod of deep, quiet approval.

“The Force moves through you differently. Subtler. But I’ve seen what happens when you heal.”

He turned the datapad toward them both again.

“These numbers? They’re not scores requirements. They’re trail markers. Some of them will never move. That’s fine. Everyone's path to knighthood is unique, but the path you both take will have to be even moreso."

He tapped a blank space.

“You won’t pass the Trials by Force power. You’ll pass them because you’ve earned what it means to protect life. To act without hate. To fall, and choose to get up again. Use what you can do to the best of your ability, master it, and find alternate solutions that are within your grasp.”

A quiet beat passed.

“So yes, some things here are impossible. If the Force wanted us perfect, it wouldn’t have made us sentient.”

His tone lightened—not in meaning, but in warmth.

“Training resumes at dawn. And I’ll be choosing the first ‘impossible’ thing myself.”

"I also think it's not good to think about death as often as you do Master. "

He smiled then—dry, but soft at the edges.

“We don’t beat death by ignoring it. We beat it by preparing for it. By making sure that, when it does come, it doesn’t find us wasting time trying to be someone we’re not.”

He turned slightly, facing both of them now.

“You’ll never be defined by what the Force denies you. Only by how you carry what it offers.”

Aris Noble | Brander ​

 

[Aris Noble]

Aris tilted his head. There was a brief flash of confusion on his face as he glanced from Aadihr to the tablet. "Then why bother having a grading on skills I'm not supposed to be able to use? That seems like a needless amount to add to a list when it could just be used to measure what can be done. Schools don't list out trigonometry if someone isn't going to take that class, for example."

It was just factually inefficient. Aris wasn't defeated or annoyed, his mind was just processing it as facts. If this was a list for them to become knights, why not have only what was required and possible? Like a training regiment, as he did for his work outs.

He did glance to Brander, nodding his head a bit in agreement. There was a lot of talk on death. It was- important, though. Life wasn't going to last forever, that was the point of living.

"So what's the goal, exactly, with this list? Am I supposed to try and focus on something here above anything else or..?"

Aadihr Lidos

 

[Brander]

Brander eased back, crossing his arms and tilting his head as he listened, first to his Master, then to Aris Noble . Maybe Aadihr was still figuring out how to teach. Maybe all this was just his way of nudging them toward some deeper, mystical understanding too vague to grasp all at once. Or maybe it was just too much, and too many expectations layered over questions they hadn't even figured out how to ask yet. Or maybe Aadihr Lidos was just projecting his own insecurities towards the both of them in some vain attempt to help Brander and Aris avoid the same mistakes he made.

He rubbed his forehead and let out a quiet sigh, shaking his head before lifting his gaze to Aadhir.

"I never said we should ignore it," he said, tone even but edged. "You've got this habit of running things straight into the extremes, don't you? Taking what some one says and exaggerating it until it's easier to argue against."

His arms folded tighter, jaw tensing slightly.

"It's like if I said, 'I think kids should have some independence,' and you came back with, 'Oh, so we should just let toddlers drive cars now?' That's just distorting and exaggerating what I said rather than debating... It glares up what's possible to make what's practical look absurd."

He exhaled through his nose and glanced back at the datapad on the table, eyes narrowing.

"And maybe that's half the problem. Or at least the problem you want us to see... We keep getting told what the Force isn't giving us, like we're supposed to feel broken for not ticking the right boxes. But you know what I see when I look at this list?"

He looked up again, first to Aris, then to Aadihr.

"I see a map I was never supposed to be able to read. A wall full of locks that don't fit my key. And I'm still here... trying to find what lock fits my key."

He paused, tone softening just a fraction,

"I'm not trying to be someone I'm not, and I'm trying to figure out who I am in all this. And I understand Master. This isn't about scoring high. It's about figuring out how to carry what we do have to the end. Even if it's slower. Even if it hurts.... I understand that. I understood that when you told me I wasn't allowed to quit or give up. I undertook this knowing full well the reasons why it has to be all or nothing and you can't take half measures. "

Then a brief smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as he looked back at Aris.

"And if the road's impossible, then I'll see Aris on it as well.... But don't expect me to slow down and let him 'win'... I'm going to finish what I started. "

 

[Aadihr Lidos]

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Aadihr just… sat there for a moment.Just listening. Processing.

Eventually, the corner of his mouth moved.

“You’re right.”

The words came out quieter than he intended.

“Both of you.”

He reached over and dimmed the datapad, setting it face-down between them.

“I... didn’t make the form. It’s one of the standard templates for when you’re pressed for time. I just... wanted to start. Somewhere. Anywhere. You deserve structure. Not vague speeches.”

He exhaled, long and low.

“I’ve never trained Padawans. My own Master—she was no model of patience, or clarity, or warmth. I’ve been trying not to be her, while also pretending I have any idea how to be better.”

A pause, this one deeper.

“And Brander, you were right again. I take things to extremes. Not because I like to, but I can't help it. So I push. Too far, too often, and the only way to stay balanced is to swing back to the opposite extreme. It's not healthy, and certainly not the kind of thing I want to pass onto others – but it is who I am to some extent.”

He folded his hands in his lap. His voice remained steady.

“Still, that 'wall of locks'... It does feel like something I built. Even if I didn’t mean to.”

His head dipped—just slightly.

“I apologize. And thank you. For trying to find your own way through it anyway.”

Then to Aris, he turned.

“And you’re right, too. It’s inefficient. Rigid. Not suited to either of you. I don’t want you wasting time climbing trees that bear no fruit. So…”

He reached for the datapad again, unlocked it with a few gestures, and turned the screen around toward them both.

“Help me build something new. A map made for where you intend to walk. Goals you want to see through, things you want to learn before attempting the trials.”

He leaned back again. He had let his tea go cold.

Brander | Aris Noble​

 

[Aris Noble]

Oh there was a lot being said. He glanced between the other two, quiet as he listened. So it wasn't something for him to need to worry about not completing so he could continue on his way to becoming a Knight. A Battlemaster, at that. Oh. That was his answer. "I'm going to be the Battlemaster of the New Jedi Order. I want your help to walk that path." It was simple as simple could be for Aris.

He didn't need to focus on what he couldn't do. Not if it didn't help him to his chosen destination.

Brander | Aadihr Lidos