Cyril Khan
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A slight breeze forced the bright green leaves of the courtyard trees to dance in the sunlight. The air was warm enough to be comfortable, and the wind kept everyone from heating up in the midday sun. A few Jedi sat scattered about the courtyards, mediating while the day was still pleasant. One master, however, was there for business. He chose to begin teaching a student in the most vivid part of the temple. A large patch of grass was unofficially reserved for the training.