It was a beautiful day on Ajan Kloss, and Nara was tormenti... training some padawans.
The temple opened up onto a grassy courtyard, where the plantlife was kept at an appropriate level of order. That meant it was the perfect place to take a bunch of younglings and padawans to kick the stuffing out of each other. Quite why Nara had been volunteered for this training, she never knew, but perhaps the other Knights were busy. She wasn't the best duellist in the Order by any means, but recent events had proved she was certainly no slouch either.
Nara stood in front of them, with a rack of practice sabers beside them. She took out her own, brandishing the hilt before igniting it. The cobalt-blue washed over them all, bright and strong. "Your lightsaber is your weapon, and pretty much a symbol of the Jedi across the Galaxy. For good or for ill, it will attract lots of attention. Though you may choose to specialise in any number of areas outside of combat when you complete your training, it is important that you all grasp the fundamentals of using a saber. If only for your defence, or the defence of others."
She scanned across the crowd of eager-eyed teens, who all looked itching and ready to grab their first taste of combat.
"You," she said, pointing towards a Zabrak boy with red hair, as her saber hummed at her side. "What's your name, padawan? And grab a saber, you're going to demonstrate." There was no choice in the matter, unfortunately for the Zabrak boy.
@Casmer