<div align="center">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/disney/images/8/8b/Starwars-logo.png/revision/latest?cb=20141129122237&amp;format=original)<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"><strong>JEDI ACADEMY</strong></span><br/>EPISODE I: THE NEW BREED</span></div><br/>Tagging System:<br/><div class="codeheader">Code: <a class="codeoperation" href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][img height=300]*insert image link here*[/img][/floatleft]<br/>[B]Name:[/B] <br/>[B]Location:[/B]<br/>[B]Tagging:[/B] <br/>[B]Content:[/B] <br/></code></pre><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/BjZXTld.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ashur'anamon | Ashura Namon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Jedi Temple, Main Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Attending ceremony<br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Ashura was grateful for the brief description Kares Nyght gave her, but nothing could prepare her for the real thing. Stepping out from the small shuttlecraft, the Twi'lek felt like some podunk backwaters creature as her light lavender eyes took in the sight of the Jedi Temple. It was grand, majestic. It made Pudu's mansion look like a cottage in comparison. Everything in Coruscant made Rishi look like some backwater outpost. For the first time in a very long time, Ashur'anamon felt intimidated, and that was only by the front entrance. <br/><br/>"Oh Kares, you were right. This place is grand," The Twi'lek spoke under her breath, carefully shouldering the pack higher on her shoulder that carried her meager possessions. Nothing else to do but enter and hope for the best. Kares tried her best to prepare Ashura but everything else? The young Twi'lek was going to have to learn for herself. Resolved to remain firm with her decision, she entered the temple proper and was struck dumb once more.</span><br/><br/><div align="center">(https://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11124/111248087/5056621-4818220603-jedi_.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Not really a fan of architecture, Ashur'anamon fell in love with the clean lines of just the main hall, how open the floor plan was despite the many Masters, Younglings, and Padawans traipsed about. It was almost difficult to wade through the flow-- a matter of fact the poor Twi'lek did find herself swept away in the ocean, flailing about until there was a break in the wave of people, depositing her close to an entrance of an unknown hallway. Several pilots walked towards her in a small group laughing and chatting amongst themselves, some giving her a curiously bold glance as they passed. <br/><br/>Ashur'anamon sneered back, no warmth to the curl of her lips. Of course, all they would see was her incapable of being anything more than a plaything. It pricked at her temple, making her lekku pulse in frustration. Would anyone take offense if she walked up to the idiots and punched them in the face? Catching a glimpse of a familiar face, Ashura sighed and let go of the building anger, tucking back into her core of Self. Kares would most definitely object if Ashura was reading her face right as the human Jedi Knight approached her. She forced a polite smile on her face, pretending that she wasn't about to commit an act of violence right underneath the Temple's roof. <br/><br/>Kares Nyght (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/71/f5/5d/71f55d34c9b89a93093222e1566c0fd0.jpg) also ignored it, with the easy smile she held on her lips. "So you've come and already you look to start trouble."<br/><br/>"I wasn't going--" Ashura began in a small voice. Caught red-handed by her 'mentor'.<br/><br/>Kares shrugged and stuck her hands into the voluminous sleeves of her Jedi robes she wore. "Do try to remember our Creed, Youngling." Turning away from Ashur'anamon, she began to walk back into the ocean of people. The Twi'lek followed, lekku drooping chastened. "Where there is injury; pardon."<br/><br/>"Yes, Master Nyght." <br/><br/>The pair walked through the hallway in companionable silence. It seemed that the crowd parted for the women or make an opening for them as they ventured further into the Jedi Temple. Ashura used the quiet minutes to reflect on the line of Creed, understanding how giving injury without pardon was a waypoint towards the Dark Side. <br/>  <br/>Soon enough the pair arrived in the Grand Hall, where it seemed most of the crowd from before had gathered. It was a massive room of importance, sporting more towering plinths as well. Towards the back of the grand hall, soft light pulsed in a jagged formation. Kares Nyght gestured to it after seeing the look on Ashura'namon's face. "That is the spire. The Temple was built on its foundations. It is a natural Force wellspring."<br/><br/>"It is...," Ashura had no words, luckily no words were needed as her 'mentor' smiled at her. <br/><br/>"I know. Pay attention now, Youngling. It is time." On a raised dais, several beings waited in perfect harmony with either hand in their luminous robes or lax at their sides. Of the seven who stood on the dais, only one was diminutive in size, yet he was the one the young Twi'lek focused on, feeling a great aura surrounding him. One by one, the hall fell silent until all eyes were fixated on the beings. <br/><br/>It was then the small green one spoke. "Thank you all today, for coming." Ashura'namon felt her lekku shiver at the first of the being's words, softly-spoken yet full of power. "Yoda, I am and I welcome you to the Academy, new ones."<br/><br/>"Focus of the Academy for a thousand years, have always one Creed: "Emotion, yet peace. Ignorance, yet knowledge. Passion, yet serenity. Chaos, yet harmony. Death, yet the Force." Recited this Creed since the beginning, Padawans and Younglings have.  Different, you are not." Yoda paused to cast his gaze around the Grand Hall as if looking into the windows of each and every soul below the dais. When his gaze swept over her, Ashura'namon felt another shiver crawl along her spine. Great power and yet... serene within its grasp. This being was truly one with the Force. <br/><br/>"No more do I have to say. Your actions over the coming months, will we watch" Yoda swept his hand backward, indicating the others who stood behind him. "Turn this speech over to Sasee Tiin, I do. Instruct you in what we expect, he will." The diminutive Jedi Master blended back into the council of beings, allowing an Iktotchian in Master robes to precede him. His voice was less melodious than Yoda's, yet commanded great respect. Ashur'anamon listened with half an ear as the Master broke down class and training schedules, informed them of hangar permissions, as well as rules when venturing into the city proper. All very standard stuff to be sure, Ashura admired the sense of freedom given to those in their first year, with the responsibility granted them as Initiates into the Order. <br/><br/>Soon enough the ceremony was drawing to a close, another Master on the dais standing now and reciting ritual words. It was time for those Younglings who have completed the trials to choose a Jedi to mentor them over the next stage of their learning as Padawan. As each name was called, one Youngling and one Jedi would step away from the crowd and off to another raised dais, where the now Padawan would receive the robes of their rank. It took an hour for all Padawan to be paired with their respected Jedi Master, who whispered words of encouragement or wisdom in their apprentice's ears. <br/><br/>The ceremony ended just as it began, with the rest of the crowd breaking away to go about their day. Ashur'anamon turned to Kares, who returned the look with a serene smile upon her lips. "So what is next?"<br/><br/>The smile deepened. "Eager to get started, aren't you Initiate?" Kares straightened the cuff of her robe as she watches the bulk of the crowd departing. Raising a hand, she pointed at a bi-pedal droid standing off to one side. "I expect you as well as some other Initiates are to be remanded to W4Tamer's care. The droid is to show you where you are to be housed during your stay at the Academy and then to the mess hall where you can eat before settling in." Clapping a hand on Ashura's shoulder, Kares moved past her, following the remnants of the crowd out. "Be sure to get plenty of rest tonight, Initiate. The work begins tomorrow, bright and early."<br/><br/>The Twi'lek began to panic as Kares left, taking two steps towards the woman before the Knight shook her head. "But Kares--"<br/><br/>"You will see me again soon, Ashura Namon. For now, it would be prudent you learn all there is to teach." With that, the Jedi left the Hall. Ashura sighed and shouldered her pack once more as she walked to the droid, who already waited with a small crowd of Initiates. When the rest gathered, the droid clapped its hands and set off at a measured pace, expecting to be followed. <br/><br/>Like herded sheep, they followed the droid to learn where they would be spending the next several years of their lives in the Temple. </span>