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There is no emotion... (A Jedi Order Quest)

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TaliesinSkye said:
How will having more space at new locations help with the ratio?
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With Telos: 13 Initiates will head to Telos, meaning the Dantooine population will become 15 full Jedi versus 46 Initiates.

Admittedly whole new facilities are a little less useful in that front, being more full Jedi are sent to the new facilities, but it would still end up with Dantooine at 13 full Jedi and anywhere from 56 to 47 Jedi.
 
Yeah. But look at it this way. Less than three years time, we've more than tripled the number of Jedi in our Order. And we did it all without sacrificing quality for it.
 
Voikirium said:
With Telos: 13 Initiates will head to Telos, meaning the Dantooine population will become 15 full Jedi versus 46 Initiates.

Admittedly whole new facilities are a little less useful in that front, being more full Jedi are sent to the new facilities, but it would still end up with Dantooine at 13 full Jedi and anywhere from 56 to 47 Jedi.
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You've got me confused about how that would help. You'd have the same number of teachers for the same number of students, they'd just be physically spread out more. The only real fixes I can see are getting more teachers, fewer students, or pedagogical methods that are friendly to lots of students.

Maybe we could do something like hiring tutors in important non-Force subjects (Skills, Diplomacy) to ease the burden on the Jedi instructors.
 
TaliesinSkye said:
You've got me confused about how that would help. You'd have the same number of teachers for the same number of students, they'd just be physically spread out more. The only real fixes I can see are getting more teachers, fewer students, or pedagogical methods that are friendly to lots of students.

Maybe we could do something like hiring tutors in important non-Force subjects (Skills, Diplomacy) to ease the burden on the Jedi instructors.
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Chances are we'll always be flooded with new Initiates. So no way to truly offset that. But soon we'll see our Master/Knight/Padawan numbers growing exponentially by virtue of having more people available to take on students.

Which only raises one question. We currently have over a dozen Jedi, and not only that, it's pretty early on in this quest. Worries about a Sith Empire are intensifying
 
TaliesinSkye said:
You've got me confused. You'd have the same number of teachers for the same number of students, they'd just be physically spread out more. The only real fixes I can see are getting more teachers, fewer students, or pedagogical methods that are friendly to lots of students.

Maybe we could do something like hiring tutors in important non-Force subjects (Skills, Diplomacy) to ease the burden on the Jedi instructors.
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That is a fantastic idea.
But I wasn't talking about teacher V student. I meant, like, "wholly trustworthy Jedi" Vs. "Unknown Rando". Like, a security thing.
 
Voikirium said:
That is a fantastic idea.
But I wasn't talking about teacher V student. I meant, like, "wholly trustworthy Jedi" Vs. "Unknown Rando". Like, a security thing.
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Ah, that makes more sense. And I'm glad you like the idea. Maybe it's something we can spend some political points on.
 
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Voikirium said:
So far they've gone unnamed on my end, but if you want to say one of the dudes from your Omakes was it, that works.

I will say, two of them are the Wookiee and the man from Exis Station, and the rest are some of the recruits from 3949.
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Oooo neat. I'm mostly working under the assumption that Mira probably got Zabrak Mandalorian boi then. That should be nice, I can write some more of them when I have a chance.
 
DaOneInDaCorner said:
Chances are we'll always be flooded with new Initiates. So no way to truly offset that. But soon we'll see our Master/Knight/Padawan numbers growing exponentially by virtue of having more people available to take on students.

Which only raises one question. We currently have over a dozen Jedi, and not only that, it's pretty early on in this quest. Worries about a Sith Empire are intensifying
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Nah, Sith Empire won't pop up until we have a nice army of Jedi to field for those amazing battles with hundreds of force users on either side.
 
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Omake: Judgement At Crystal Cave
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    • I made another Omake! I expect my Bao-Dur one's will probably be fairly rare though, but I had fun with him. It's so hard to write for him because Bao-Dur has a habit of being very... flat. Still, hope I did okay with it.

    Judgement At Crystal Cave

    Bao-Dur, Grandmaster of the Jedi Order, head of the Enclave upon Dantooine, and current war veteran had taken a seat upon a chair set out to see the horizons; facing the open window within his personal chambers, he let a small smile grace his lips. The temple was beautiful, as were the plains of Dantooine, little forestation but roaming wildlife flourished in abundance; the Kath Hounds nearby had slowly been growing accustom to their new living partners. Last he'd heard, one of the Initiates had had a special bond with one of the beasts, he'd claimed to have heard many of the animals communicate to him. A curiosity, but not an absurd one, and it brought Bao-Dur even more hope for the generation to follow him.

    Still, the local Kinrath was a problem; inherently wild, they were aggressively territorial, insectoid and not so easily tamed - nearby colonists of Dantooine, while still hesitant to speak to anyone by the name of "Jedi", had seen fit to address such concerns as the wildlife attacked fringe homes along settlements. A noble that carried himself with pride had asked for a meeting with the Grandmaster, and made a formal request for the wild creatures to be exterminated. All Bao-Dur had been able to promise was that he could try.

    He took a breath, giving one last glance to the horizons, before standing and retreating to the doorway. Padawan Zez was right behind him, breaking from his personal meditation with an excited spring to his step.

    "Are we ready to go Master?" The boy was clearly excitable, practically bouncing with every forward motion. Bao-Dur held in a chuckle, but nodded. "Yes, I think it's time we handled this Kinrath situation before it progresses any further." Ever since the mission, his Padawan had been a handful to deal with, always looking to go off on his next big mission; Bao-Dur had issues reigning in their compulsions, the mind of his trainee a ponderous one, and his link with the Force well founded, if a bit less cemented than the others; still, the boy had a gift and was very closely tied to his usage of the Force. Not everyone could be Mical however, and so Zez was still only above average in regards to the general standard of most other Padawan's at the temple.

    Their journey was swift, with some formal bowing to other Jedi they passed along the way, but otherwise a quiet one, the silence Bao-Dur was projecting providing incentive to his Padawan to stifle their thoughts a while longer. While good with a blade, Zez was one who had a good mind for other things; the Grandmaster had found his student had taken a liking to the Djem-So, or Form V, and was a hard hitting fighter who integrated careful touches of the Force through prods and pushes into his style. He may not have been the most suited for a close range fighter, but he did well despite his inherent connection to the more mystical involvings of the Force.

    Eventually, they hit the grasslands, moving away from the Enclave as it turned into a speck in the distance. Zez had tempered his excitement, though he fiddled with the hilt at his side in concealed giddiness. Soon however, Kinrath, in all their skulking and ferocious glory could be seen orbiting the surroundings of a most familiar cave.

    'It calls to me, Bao-Dur,' the General had told him happily, cradling her lightsaber as she inserted the newly acquired crystal into place. Her face was bright, light wafting off of her while the woman finished up the completion of her saber. 'It's like it was made just for me - I can feel the way it harmonizes with me through the Force," her eyes had closed, embracing the feel of the Force around her, and Bao-Dur could watch in a way that could only be respect and awe. She had been... amazing.

    He was cut from his reminiscing by the sound of a lightsaber igniting at his side. Zez was eager, and his blade flashed green, attracting the attention of over a dozen of the creatures. Roars and clicking sounds were heard as the beasts scrambled, reorganizing themselves into an attack formation. "Patience," he chided to his student, the boy wincing before offering a nod, his eagerness wading; though he was far more gifted in the arts of the Force, there would be little need for it in the oncoming frenzy, and a blade was better suited for now. Bao-Dur gripped his hilt, before igniting the blade in glorious green light. "Handle the back." Was all Bao-Dur said, before he was lifted from the ground by powerful muscles and apt usage of the Force. The first Kinrath he fell upon in his charge was simply sliced in two, a green fluid emerging from its flesh.

    Fangs lunged for him, poisonous fluids coated upon them and ready to end his life at the slightest misstep. Through the Force he could sense his Padawan covering the rear, handling the onslaught with relative ease, blade flying back and forth with limbs being tossed into the air. It was a short battle, and the two composed themselves, Zez looking mighty pleased by his performance. Bao-Dur fought a rising smile - his Padawan had indeed improved. Soon... he would be a Knight.

    The two entered the crystal caves, Zez examining the area with interest. "This place," he began, a light awe in his tone. "It's so in tune with the Force. It's incredible." Bao-Dur nodded, face set in a serious expression. "It is," he agreed. "But it also means the things that grow here are often stronger for it. They feed off of the Force presence in this place. Though they may not corrupt it as some things may, the Kinrath are wild, terrifying things that rely on instinct. Do not allow yourself to be distracted here." The boy nodded in acceptance and Bao-Dur was content with the confirmation. Their travels continued, the odd Kinrath being found here or there but being easily handled.

    Soon however, their destination. The nesting grounds, deep within the caves, shining with the light of growing crystals in an array of different colors. Bao-Dur took a moment to take in the sight... before his saber flashed to the side, a Kinrath with glowing flesh dispatched just in time. His blade was already moving in tandem with his Padawan's, the Kinrath erupting forth from cracks in the walls, now not only in dozens, but perhaps hundreds. It appeared that they'd grown more than had initially been expected.

    Still, the two kept their calm as best as they could, fighting back to back and fending off the tide of insectoids. Scratches lined the Grandmaster; potshots intended for his student, that were deflected by the Master in a bid to keep his student safe. The boy remained unharmed.

    The tide slowed, it wavered and for a moment Bao-Dur was willing to believe that it was almost over. A shadow fell over the two, and even the honed instincts and Force assisted abilities of the Grandmaster could not account for the newly unveiled threat. A matriarch stood tall upon the largest crystal, and everything in the room seemed to freeze. Then, she lunged, and Bao-Dur almost died in that instance. A body crashed into his side, pushing him just out of the way, and fangs drenched in poison found tender flesh in the form of the Iridonian's one and only Padawan. The boy froze, the poison already entering his system. This next strike from the matriarch would be the last, as she prepared to finish her prey.

    Something flashed before the Grandmaster's mind - he could not feel the dark enter him, he could only feel the need, the necessity to stop this tragedy. He would end this thing... and so with an outstretched hand, his senses embracing the Force that pulsated within the crystal caves, electric energy in a devastating display of green was unleashed in a torrent of light; streaming from his hand, the matriarch barely released a whimper before she was utterly destroyed by the blast - Kinrath in the vicinity were soon caught by it, every arc of energy proving a quick end to the creatures. It was only a moment, and in that moment the room was cleared of threats. The matriarch gone, eggs shattered in the midst of the attack, and no Kinrath remaining, the battle was over. There would be no reemergence of these horrid beasts. Not here at least.

    Bao-Dur cared little, he hardly considered his attack as he scrambled to his student. Lifting the boy to him, he examined the wound, struggling to push the worry from his side. "Fool," he cursed, "you aren't supposed to put yourself in danger! This was supposed to be easy... dammit, you can't do this. You can't... you're going to be a Jedi Knight, I'm going to watch you become a Master." His student was breathing heavily, his Master tending him as best he could. Bao-Dur was no healer however, and so it was that he lifted his student, carrying the boy on his back and making a swift return to the Temples. There were no questions, he had antidotes prepared for his arrival as his student was moved into a medical bay. With bated breath, he waited for a prognosis. It came soon, and the Master could rest easy knowing that his student would survive - his wound itself wasn't anything tremendous, and the poison was counteracted quickly enough to avoid tragedy.

    Bao-Dur was unwilling to meet with the nobleman, sending one of the Council in his stead, but was promised that his deeds would not go forgotten, and that everyone this side of Dantooine would soon hear of the good brought by the Jedi. Only now could Bao-Dur take a moment to recall the events at the cave... his actions had not felt dark, and yet he could find no accounts of Force Lightning being used as anything but. Perhaps... perhaps he had stumbled across something new? With careful consideration, the Grandmaster lifted a hand, bringing back those same feelings of urgency and calm, that same dreadful necessity that had filled him to right the wrongdoing that he could sense through the Force.

    A green spark flickered in his palm.
     
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    • Hey so, since you mentioned Revan and the Hero of Tython, where would you put Grandmaster Bastilla Shan in terms of skills? She is supposed to be quite powerful from what I gather.
    Also why is Anakin/Vader "The Broken One"? Isn't that Luke from Legends?
     
    Qudrim8054 said:
    Hey so, since you mentioned Revan and the Hero of Tython, where would you put Grandmaster Bastilla Shan in terms of skills? She is supposed to be quite powerful from what I gather.
    Also why is Anakin/Vader "The Broken One"? Isn't that Luke from Legends?
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    Do you mean our current Bastilla? I'm personally confused by the term Grandmaster Bastilla.
     
    I uh, I admit, I can't read between the lines. What was Kador doing?
     
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