Wanderer
Travot found himself in a familiar clearing in the forest not too far from the Silver Rest. Many times as a padawan and a young knight, he had found himself among the very same Wroshyr trees, swinging his saber as he ran through drills and sparring sessions as he learned the basics of many lightsaber styles. He had been insatiable in his pursuit of martial arts knowledge and skill, both with the lightsaber and without it. But there came a point where one could find himself learning only more by teaching - and he was far overdue to pass on some of his knowledge and skill to the upcoming generation of Jedi.
He recalled the teachings of his first master, who had first introduced him to lightsaber use and taught him the basics of his first style of combat - Soresu. It had been a highly practical form to learn during his first years in the outer reaches of the galaxy where blasters were far more common than lightsabers. Even with the return of the Sith and other dark siders in large numbers, Soresu was invaluable in simply keeping Jedi alive against the fearsome abilities of the most powerful Sith. The knight pulled out his lightsaber and flicked its activation stud, causing a deep sapphire blade to spring to life. He contemplated its beautiful if deadly glow as he waited for his fellow jedi and learner.
He recalled the teachings of his first master, who had first introduced him to lightsaber use and taught him the basics of his first style of combat - Soresu. It had been a highly practical form to learn during his first years in the outer reaches of the galaxy where blasters were far more common than lightsabers. Even with the return of the Sith and other dark siders in large numbers, Soresu was invaluable in simply keeping Jedi alive against the fearsome abilities of the most powerful Sith. The knight pulled out his lightsaber and flicked its activation stud, causing a deep sapphire blade to spring to life. He contemplated its beautiful if deadly glow as he waited for his fellow jedi and learner.