Training Grounds

[Ryu Kitana/Dominic Trayce]

*The vast lush, multi-terained world of Shaderon is home to those of the Shadourian Order and natural training ground for those who dwell here*

[bruno]

*Bruno enters the training grounds looking for a master or someone to train with.*

[Bralor]

*Dan had walked into the training ground area as he sat down in the side of an area. He was waiting now for training from a master as he sat back and waited*

[Joseph Gray]

*He entered the training ground staring transfixed at the beauty of the world. The rolling mountains, lush fields and forests, crystal clear streams truly a place of peace and harmony.*

[Veran]

No one had truly noticed him entering, as he was the first to have been here, staring into the horizon, the irregularity of the shadows drawings heavenly traits, as dark as the night and yet all at once enlightened like the day.

He was on the roof top of the temple, observing the others and pondering upon what he had learned from master Ryu. He let his back fell unto the cold metal roof, observing the auroric shapes within the sky, loosing himself into his silent thoughts, calling into the force to see the magnificent beauty of Lana materializing into the pure light above him...

[Isii Derrum]

"If you like her so much, why don't you just tell her?"

*Isii had silently arrived upon the rooftop of the temple with a Force Jump, and the Force Power, Featherweight*

[Veran]

Almost as instantly as he had heard the Jedi's voice the figure within the sky quickly dissipated as the Shadourian jumped up on his feets drawing many darts from his arm bands, ready to throw them immediatly...

Yet only having reacted through instinct he quickly stoped in his own tracks as he realized it was the Jedi who came within the temple along with the many others. With just an equaly swift gesture, he placed the darts back in their place, turning back to watching the horizon, avoiding to watch the same person he had found himself arguing far too much to his taste in front of his master, it was not his place to do so and yet he did not wish to awnser to the question he had just asked. Since unlike the many teachings about the force, this wasn't something he could recite from a book, but from his own heart and he found it much difficult to read.

Never had he felt such a thing, and he couldn't help but to vaguely fear this feeling...

[Isii Derrum]

"The Force tells me what you're feeling...but that's alright. I won't tell anyone, and about our past arguements, forget that. You are skilled with close range weapons, an excellent trade...and those darts look deadly, but what about knives?"

*Isii produced 3 knives out of thin air...a trick he had learned long ago*

[Veran]

He looked over his shoulder to the Jedi's words, and grew out a pleasent smile as he approached him, carefully taking one of the knives, as if it was a fragile peice of art, to then throw it in the air, the blade making fine arcs before it was being caught by the same hand... Certainly it was a simple thing even a child could do, yet something in his movement showed that he wasn't a stranger to this kind of weapon...

"Since I was never trained, or neither even allowed to carry a sword I had to develop my own ways of fighting over the years... Lets just say I had a bad tendency as a kid to run around playing with these kind of things..."

He slightly chuckled after his last comment, juggling with the knife with one hand, throwing it verticaly to simply catch it in a casual manner...

[Isii Derrum]

"Never trained? Well...in that case, I'd better teach you a thing or two, and you can do the same for me. I give you some proper training with a sword, and you may handcraft one if you like, and I will provide some material, and in return, you tell me about the Shadourian legacy, and about the place. Fair enough?"

[Veran]

"Thank you so very much, I will gladly accept your training once I construct my own weapon, yet I might as well inform you that forgings one weapon is one, very important step in a Shadourians training after receiving the knowledge of its signification amongs our order... I have heard tales that your order do the same with the lightsaber. That will not stop me from teaching you about Shaderon though!"

He putted away the knife on his belt, clapping his hands behind his back motioning Isii to watch the shadowed horizon with him in a nearly invisible yet friendly manner.

"Shaderon, is unlike any other world I have heard about by the stories of my brethrens... As you might have realized already, Shaderon posseses no natural sun thus our world remains inhabitable because of many artificial lights built around our world. Thus leaving it in a constant time between the night and the day.

Not only this, but Shaderon has a very inconstant gravity, from which it shifts into certain sectors to dangerously high, or low states, this phenomenan being caused by the extraordinary power of the force which channels itself into our very world. Shaderon is in a way like on of your rare crystals, or a kind of force black hole, nourrishing itself of the force and when it does, that is when such cataclysms occur.

Some of these area's are perfect training grounds as they can allow you to move with much more weight on your shoulders then normaly, when you feel confortable moving under such a harsh environment, then beleive me that the world seems but a mere hill you can walk your way through."

He slowly sat down on the edge of the roof, resting his arm on one of his knees as he kept observing the mountains in the north...

"Us, Shadourians are Deadly; we all have an unlimited potential within the force. It is simply upon ones descision wether he wishes to tame this power or not. Swift with every gesture, we master the art of combat on its many aspects, its disciplines and train ourselves in these techniques under the challenges that our world has to offer. In doing so, we also take the time to understand each of our strenghs in order to exploit them and weaknesses to correct them... Silent with every word, learning the path of the shadows, a shadow neither can be seen nor heard, patience guides our actions in the darkness, our domain...

When one becomes the very same soul with these arts, death enfuses is Weapons. We ally ourselves with the force itself and not any of the extremes built upon the other orders. The force is a single thing and is only influenced by ones focus through it and so, our destiny is our own, not to be dictated by beleifs of past times...

Ultimetly, what the Shadourians beleive in is the balance of ones self into which then, the accomplishment will be greater then those of an other individual over your own fate..."

[Isii Derrum]

"Ah...well, that explains why you don't have a weapon, but here...let me see here..."

*Isii rumaged his belt for a lightsaber and then tossed it to Veran*

"Here take this as a gift, and you don't have to give it back...think of it as a pre-training tool. Now...number one. As a Jedi, I have learned that if you ignited your lightsaber, be prepared to take a life, or else leave your lightsaber at your side, but...under these circumstances, this is training. A lightsaber is a tool as well as any other blade, gun, etc. Ignite it now, and I do believe you know of some various Force Powers?"

[Ryu Kitana/Dominic Trayce]

"Hm.. it has been quite some time, since i have been around such elegance of a weapon that was not of my own."

*Ryu said, as he took the hilt of his own lightsaber in hand fingeriing it over taking time to throughly examine every crack and crevase it possesed like a wonder of wolds, Within his very hands.*

"Such a beautifull weapon. I do believe that i have yet to see a tool of its quality or elegance, nor will i ever see such that compares to the true artistic form of the Lightsaber..."

*Ryu said as his hands moved to his side, to lay calmly. His saber grasped in his right hand, his fingers spanned around the hilt of the saber, rather than on the button itself, which had yet to be contacted by anyone for years.

This brought questions to the minds of both Veran and Isii, who had never before known a Shadourian to carry such a weapon. Only had blades been studied in their reasearch. The question floated about silently in their minds, subconciously in fact. Though if they wished to know he would inform them. if not, SUch knowladge was to be withheld for a later date*

[Veran]

At first he had jumped, having not even felt his masters presence through the force as he had suddenly appeared it seemed behind them, just like a ghost... He knew of the Shadourians teachings and he remembered none which even mentioned the swords with the blades of light and never had he heard of one of this same order even permit themselves to carry one.

As he heard the artistic traits of the lightsaber he couldn't help but to remember this one sword the silver-haired one carried... Forged from the finest metal, by the finest hands. He had never needed to see the blade of the weapon to realize what carnage it could bring... And what slaughter it had brought yet even before he could have spoken to the figure, it had vanished... He focused back on the present, comming back to his masters words...

Seeing Ryu possessing such a weapon did indeed bring much questions to his mind, he knew him to possess a much greater knowledge then he could envision, and yet he wondered how the instructions to build such a thing occured to his masters mind. How did it reach him? Yet again, who would have teached him to build one?

[Isii Derrum]

"True true...so Veran...don't worry about the construction of your own lightsaber. The Force will guide those who are willing to construct one, but for now, just use the one I gave you. Now, ignite the blade, and attack me, and we'll see what you can improve on..."

*Isii didn't ignite his lightsaber, only waiting for the attack*