Recent content by Wilvick Aureud

They were rough around the edges, but there was potential in both of them, Wilvick thought. More than he might have expected from two Padawans unused to lightsaber combat. They ran through the form once more, as one this time. The young Jedi Knight watched them with a critical eye, pleased with...

Wilvick's eyes scanned the forest around them, looking for more of these "stintaril." But his physical senses failed him, as he spotted no more of the odd species. So instead, he reached out with the Force, casting his senses far and wide. He felt many things; many different forms of life, both...

"Much better Quin," Wilvick nodded in the teenager's direction, "now try to do it faster." Once the basic swings were down, and the idea of the form learned, was when Keira would ramp up his training. It would go from the slow repetition of strokes, to a much quicker and frenzied place, until...

Things seemed to be going well, at first. Wilvick thought that these two might turn out alright, even if they lacked experience in lightsaber combat. The fact that they recognized that, and strove to amend it by attending his class was proof that they were capable of more. The first step to...

"I don't see any blood," Wilvick stroked his beard, "perplexing. What ever is ailing this creature isn't physical. Or, at least, isn't externally physical." Yavin was home to many species of both flora and fauna. Most of which he had no real knowledge on. So, the young Jedi Knight knew he was...

"I've always been a Jedi," Wilvick replied easily, "I was orphaned very young, and brought to the Jedi Temple on Dantooine. I was raised as a Jedi Youngling." It was the only path for him, as far as Wilvick was concerned. He didn't feel as though he lacked a choice, as some might have. Yes...

"Now, without further ado..." Wilvick pulled the wooden cased lightsaber from his belt and ignited it, revealing its illuminating green blade. He held the lightsaber out in front of him, both hands on the hilt. Then, he began a repetition of wide horizontal sweeping motions, combined with a few...

Quin had the right idea. Or at least, he was the closest to the answer. There was one more detail, that the young Padawan had missed, but it seemed the other human understood the point of what he was trying to get at. Ruzaan answered as well, and Wilvick let himself chuckle, despite himself...

"Good," Wilvick nodded at his class, "then we'll begin." Wilvick walked a few feet away from his class, and shucked his brown robe. He let it hang over the edge of the temple, not particularly worried that it would get blown away. He turned back to his students, and clasped his hands behind his...

Wilvick listened to his students as they introduced themselves properly. Both seemed to be interested in the lesson they'd learn here today, which was good. An unmotivated student didn't learn much. More importantly, however, was that these two boys were humble. Willing to admit that they had...

Wilvick found himself smiling. He remembered being a Padawan, as his promotion hadn't been but two years ago. Having classes at the temple cut early, or canceled entirely, was a rare treat for Jedi. It was a breath of freedom, and he remembered using that time for his own passions, and enjoying...

Wilvick gave Ty Reus a respectful bow, "right you are. A Jedi's learning is never done." Padawan, Knight, Master- it was all the same. The mysteries of the Force eluded them all. If these were his first fumbling steps onto the path of understanding that which bound the galaxy together, then he...

"It's a pleasure, young Padawan," Wilvick gave a short bow to his new companion, "what brings you so far away from the temples?" Perhaps calling Momo a "young Padawan" was a bit hypocritical. Wilvick himself couldn't be more than five years older than the Ithorian, and he often still felt like...

Wilvick heard footsteps slogging through the forest, too heavy to be any animal he knew of. Through the Force, he felt no ill intent, no dark swirls about whomever was about to join him. So, it must have been another sentient being, and one of a nonthreatening disposition. That suited the young...

Runyips were a species new to Wilvick Aureud. Thick, stout, and with a wide snout, they reminded him a little bit of the thunes back home on Dantooine. They were of a grumpy temperament, and weren't afraid to attack strangers, despite being herbivore. Or, at least, Wilvick thought they were...