Training Grounds

[Ryu Kitana/Dominic Trayce]

"You know of Damien. The Jedi who resurected our Order into what it was today. He carried a blade of light, with such an uncomparable radiance, The color of his blade reflected that of his innermost being, pure. He had used the Lightsaber all of his life, and had realised its cause and effects. So upon this realisation he lay down his Blade, and began wielding a more conventional set of weapons. Those hte Shadourians use today. But im afraid there comes a time when Sword, Just isnt enough to overpower an opponent. That is whene the Shadrourian use of hte Lightsaber began. Crafted when one obtains Shadourian Mastery, The blades of light are to be used only in the most dire of circumstances"

*It was with a great understanding his comrades withdrew this information, and he smiled upon seeing this*

"Though, i have never crafted one myself."

*How could he possess such a weapon, that wasnt his own. Strange*

[Isii Derrum]

"Family heirloom then?"

*If he hadn't crafted one himself, then he must have received it from someone or taken it from someone else...but the blade of Damien Nightblade might have been passed down from the the generations of the Order*

[Lana Nightblade]

*Lana walked up to Ryu and the others and observed everyone of what they were doing. She then turned her attention to the beauty of the world. She didn't want to disturb anyone so she stood with her hands behind her back looking upon everyone.*

[Ryu Kitana/Dominic Trayce]

*He turned to gaze upon Lana. His supposed "Sister" He glanced away and closed his eyes, and took the time to reminesce on the past, and what he had done. What he wished he had done. How he wished he had been there. But no, he was too late, and his bad timing got her killed. I havent forgotten...

The cool wind tossing his hair gently about, was what caused him to turn back to gaze at Lana. The thought that he had to hide the truth from even her brought sadness to him. Though should the truth be told. The Galaxy as he knew it would be forced into a mortal hell.

He began to speak again, attempting to hide the flashbacks of the past Seventy Five years of his life.*

"You always were shy.....Do me a favor Lana...."

*He tossed the saber he held to his sister.*

"Turn it on"

[Veran]

He well acknowledge both his masters words towards the signification of the lightsaber within the Shadourian order, as well as Isii's. Yet even through is focus on their sayings, his attention derived to the angelic figure of Lana on the temples grounds, built upon the highest mountain within the marvelous horizon of majesty...

Before it became far too obvious he was being distracted, he turned back to his friend, who had given him a beautifull gift and bowed in thankfullness. Looking at his master, who had also realized of her presence and found it much strange that he had given her as well one of the swords of light. Yet for what purpose? He simply watched as he also observed his new weapon to find it ackwardly fit for his hand. He knew that to weild a weapon was to make it a part of yourself, yet this weapon apparently completed this effect on its own...

[Lana Nightblade]

*Lana looked at her brother and she could tell he was hiding something, but she wasn't worried because he would tell her eventually. She catches the lightsaber then turns it on the blade sprung to life.*

"There you go."

*She smiled because it had been a long time since she had used a lightsaber.*

[Ryu Kitana/Dominic Trayce]

*The Silvery black tint of the Hilts Asutoron metal shone brilliantly in the siun light before Lana gently placed her finger on the button of the saber, and igninting the blade. and at this moment. The glow of moonlight radiated throught the area, causeing even Ryu to sheild his eyes brefily before adjusting to the glow of the Moonlight blade, that he fought with as a Nem'Vaah so long ago. It was this memory that he would never realease, for it was a glourious one indeed. Though it sill never compared to what he had left behind. *

"Thank you. This is the Lightsaber of a man who was once known as Damien Nightblade. This object has more history in itself that the Jedi Archives..figureatvly speaking of course"

*He knew the blade could be seen or sensed even througought the planet, let alone the temple. Perhaps it even cought the attention of the one friend he had left, from so long ago. The saber screamed seemingly through the force, as if it were saying "im still alive". And it brought a smile to his face, as he recited the words in his mind.....I love you Scream.*

"Now, that i have bored you all with the uses of the Lightsaber and history of it and our order. Perhaps some training is in order?"

[Lana Nightblade]

*Lana looked at the blade then at Ryu she smiled then nodded. She knew what blade it was as soon at it ignited.*

"Anytime. And Ithink some training is a good idea."

[Isii Derrum]

"All right then...my lightsaber skills are pretty good, but learning them in a new way might help me improve myself...so what's the task?"

[Ryu Kitana/Dominic Trayce]

"First i will teach you the forms. Then you shall venture out into the wilderness, with nothing but your blades. Survival is a technique that can only be leaned through experience. Though the first thing i will teach you is the Lightsaber Form known as Zero."

*He disignited his saber and clipped it to his belt. From the scabbard on his back he withdrew his sword. Its blade shimmered beautifully in the sunlight as the sound of metal scrapeing against metal rang throught their ears. And he lowered his blade to his side just holding it heigh enough so that the tip wont contact the dirt*

"The form of Zero, is in fact not a form at all. but a State of mind. A State of Mind in which allows one a clearer judgement. In order for one to properly wield a any weapon, they must realise, as Isii stated. That when one withdraws a weapon, they must be prepared to take a life. A descision not easily made. Though the practice of this from trains ones mind, to judge properly when and when not to draw a weapon.

In order to practice such a technique you must, think through a situation, and all of its possible accourances, and outcomes. EVery action you make, has an effect on not only the person acted upon. but others around them and around those as well. Thus in a sense, you shape the galaxy with everything you do. It is because of this, that Form Zeron must be mastered"

[Isii Derrum]

"Form Zero should be used at all times, and all the other lightsaber forms should be only used when you think you are to take a life. This form is usually regarded as nothing, but can prove to be the most useful thing in a fight."

[Jayden Vel Dar/Garl Shillar]

*I walk onto the training grouds. My Mandalorian commander Armor Shining but with battle marks on them and my guns and my sword at my side and i say to all the people there.*

Hi. I am Jayden Vel Dar i wish to join your clan or order or group. Call it what you want. I wish to join. I am a good fighter. I was trained by the republic and then i was a bounty hunter. Then the Mandalorians trained me exstesively. Then i worked for some loser who abdicated his power on Nar Shaddaa. Then i wondered looking for jobs with noi success then i came here. I wish to join and belong with friends and compainins to fight enemies.

[Joseph Gray]

*Within a second that had contained all of time his full focus had been on the lightsaber held in Ryu's hand. Something flickered in his pupils and his hand twitched toward a nonsexist weapon on his belt. Emerald and crimson blades clashed as his mind raced backward in time. Lightsabers crossing in battle, the sound of lightning, and a high ice cold laugh. He shook his head and with great effect pulled himself back to the present, hoping no one had noticed anything.*

[Ryu Kitana/Dominic Trayce]

"Welcome to our Order Jayden"

*Ryu turned just in time to notice what had happened to Joseph. Who had wished he hadnt been seen*

"Are you ok?"

[Jayden Vel Dar/Garl Shillar]

Th ank you. Can i learn to use the force as well?