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I was his first time in a very long while training a padawan, but Agreoran kept himself together. His student, Desmond, seemed to have a lot of promise according to Lane. He hoped this was the case. He planned on assessing his skill level for his first day, and then training him on where the Luminado needed him to be. If all went right, he would be a powerful asset to their numbers.
Agreoran sat in the middle of his training room and closed his eyes, allowing himself to meditate as he waited. He began to levitate as the force flowed around him, empowering him, enlightening him. He could feel its power enrich his bidy with energy beyond comparison, strengthening his bond with the force. It was a powerful tool to meditate, and even greater to do it in battle. Battle meditation was risky, though. He didn't do it often.
He allowed his mind to open up and absorb knowledge in order to teach, as he did with previous students. To be the count of Svivren and a general was sressful, but this to him was like a deathstick to a smoker. The difference was that it was healthier. He would enjoy teaching this to his new student.
Agreoran sat in the middle of his training room and closed his eyes, allowing himself to meditate as he waited. He began to levitate as the force flowed around him, empowering him, enlightening him. He could feel its power enrich his bidy with energy beyond comparison, strengthening his bond with the force. It was a powerful tool to meditate, and even greater to do it in battle. Battle meditation was risky, though. He didn't do it often.
He allowed his mind to open up and absorb knowledge in order to teach, as he did with previous students. To be the count of Svivren and a general was sressful, but this to him was like a deathstick to a smoker. The difference was that it was healthier. He would enjoy teaching this to his new student.