The Eye of the Storm

[Tarika Sadow*]

The day was brutal calm with the winds being a slight breeze while the sun baked the planets radiance in minimal heat, the world itself being temperate and warm yet a cold chill resided in the temple of the sith council this day.

The lone Knight standing near a window staring out into the calm day with her mind focused and her radiant calm adjusted to meet the days sudden chill, the faction was new but the planet was of old, and as it was the Knight had a duty to perform. Waiting on a fate all her own while waiting for the apprentices to show, clearing her mind and calming her nerves from not being in combat for a long time she smirks as she feels the days pull of the dark side and can resonate the chill to her warm body to cool herself some more.

The reason for her being here is one of faction-wide authority, she was assigned to train some apprentices to get them started in their training for the force and lightsaber and as it was she was ready for their arrival, all that was needed now was for them to show themselves.

 

[Jarik de Celanon]

Stepping quietly into the room he remained silent for the duration of the walk, having heard that a group training session was to start soon. He was not volunteered for this. He was not even sure if anyone was, but as it were, here he was. Seeking out training. Today, he had discarded the generic form he had taken days earlier, instead appearing as his persona Jarik. Black hair, currently messy, and tossing aside the pretense that he was truly human his eyes were simply a shade of black. No visible iris, sclera, or pupil. Though they were there, he simply did not place any effort into masking them with tones similar to that of the humans. Today, his eyes were his own.

No robe, just grey slacks, a black t-shirt, and barefoot. The body well-built to better suit this persona’s skillset. He had visited this planet before but that was a long, long time ago. It was being put to better use these days. He peered at her back, words finally leaving him, though he did not doubt for a second that she already knew he was here. “What is your name?” There was no intentional disrespect in his tone, only curiosity. He had not met her prior to now.

 

[Dalansa]

Stepping into the room with the careful tread that marked her, Dalansa entered. She carried her saberstaff, her zhaboka, and a grim expression. The latter was simply something that she wanted. Not needed. Noticing @[member="Tarika Sadow"],, and bowed, lowering her head.
@[member="Jarik de Celanon"]

 

[Runi Beskar]

The day was calm, as calm as it got with the Sith and Nox was once again exploring, he was still an apprentice, something that was annoying as many people often underestimated people of Nox's rank, but somebody had told him of this training session hosted by @[member="Tarika Sadow"]

As he entered the room Nox spotted two other apprentices, but he was mostly focusing on the Knight, so he sad calmly and almost silently "Greetings Knight Sadow, I hope your day is going well" after he had said this he stepped back and lined up with the other Apprentices.

@[member="Dalansa"] @[member="Jarik de Celanon"]

 

[Tarika Sadow*]

Feeling the dark side shift as the apprentices stepped into the room she smirked as she continued to stare out the window and into the lit horizon as she focused and calmed her mind more.

Turning to them she took a glance at them all independently and sighed as she took in what they were wearing, her focus on their weapons and how they held themselves.

After a short while she spoke with an air of command and a tone of authority Greetings everyone, I hope you are ready for the challenges you might face here at the sith council she stopped to look at the door and used the force to close it as she waited to speak again.
You all have been gathered to learn basic techniques for not only your abilities but also your own lightsaber combat, this might be a tedious task but it will help to get you ready for knighthood

Walking toward them she smirked and stopped a few feet from them and went on As you may know I am Tarika Sadow, a Knight, and a mentor... I will do my best to get you all started but it is up to your masters to train you from here. So why don't we start with a roll call, name and sith class only, let's start with you she instructed as she looked at @[member="Nox"].

@[member="Dalansa"] @[member="Jarik de Celanon"]

 

[Runi Beskar]

He looked the Sith Knight in the eye "I am Nox, Sith Apprentice" his face was unmoving under his mask as he waited for her to go onto the next person.

(Sorry that it is sort had no idea at all what the hell to write)
@[member="Tarika Sadow"]

 

[Jarik de Celanon]

For a split moment he was unsure which name to use, the life he created with this body or his actual name, and after the other introduced himself he relied on the produced reflex. "Z'Altyn. Apprentice." He had noted the closing door but beyond that he was simply waiting.

 

[Dalansa]

"Dalansa, Apprentice." She did not rise, move, or look up, but stayed an immovable figure. Her face, never changing from the stoic expression, stared.into the ground. She was here to be free. Nothing more. If this was what it took, than so be it.
@[member="Jarik de Celanon"] @Nox @Tarika Sadow