Location: Dantooine, outskirts of the Brith Canyon
It had been a long time coming since Mila had come back to this place. Her first lightsaber had been lost, taken by some Hutt crime boss who wanted it on the mantle over his fireplace. But, that was the will of the force, she had lost it so that she could return with her students and reforge blades of their own. With the loss of Ilum, Mila now stood to repeat an ancient jedi tradition, the forging of the blade that was symbolic of their order. As The Jabberwocky touched down, she would lead her students out of the ship and give them a brief rundown on what they were going to do. "I know to many of you, this task might not be familiar, but that's okay. Long ago, the jedi once went to the world of Ilum when it was time to make their lightsabers, but Ilum was destroyed long ago, and so we have to resort to finding other worlds for this traditional rite of passage." She looked upon their faces, smiling at Fiach, Brahe, and Gilan. This was going to be a rather significant process in them becoming jedi, and she was eager to see how they would take to it.
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