Gantri

*You sit on the bench looking out on the skyline of Coruscant when your master walks up* While sitting down Gantri says, “You are early.” The Padawan looks up to the Master with a smirk, “You are late.” “Oh, am I now? I believe you are wrong my young Padawan. I am neither early nor late, I arrived exactly when I wanted to. You simply arrived and disrupted my plan of always waiting for you here on this bench.” Says Gantri with a smile on his face. “Now, I assume you have questions? Who am I kidding? You are young, you always have questions.” The Padawan takes a moment, obviously choosing a go

*You take your normal place on the bench next to your master* Gantri looks at his Padawan with a knowing smile, "You have a question that you want to ask me....Well, get on with it." The Padawan suddenly looks embarrassed, "You said you would tell me the story of how you met your master and were taken as a Padawan. I wish to know it now." "I guess I have made you suffer long enough." Replies Gantri. "So if you recall, I had just participated in my first tournament as an Initiate in The Order. After the tournament concluded and the winners were announced I was approached by a Jedi Knight. At the time I remember being slightly nervous standi

*You just finished one of the toughest assignments given to you yet and you are exhausted. You plop down onto your normal meeting bench with your master.* Very much out of breathe the Padawan says to Gantri, “That was probably the most terrible assignment that could ever be given to a Padawan…” A grin appears on Gantri’s face. “I knew you would like it.” “Like it?! That senator had me running errands for him all over the city….And this planet is nothing but one big city!” Says the Padawan. “But did you get the lesson that I was trying to get you to take from the experience?”

*You open your eyes and find yourself in the infirmary with your master at your bedside reading a datapad* “What happened?” Says the Padawan while turning to get a better look at Gantri. Gantri looks up with a serious expression on his face. “You didn’t make it to the second round of the tournament.” “I gathered that. I mean how did I get knocked out? Last thing I remember is trying to get past my opponents guard.” Replies the Padawan. “And while you were trying to get past his defenses, he was already within striking distance. Just be glad you were only dueling. Had that been a real fight y

*You join your master on the bench looking out on the Coruscant skyline after finishing all your tasks set out for you.* “Ready for the next thrilling tale from the old man that calls himself your master?” Said Gantri after the Padawan sat down. The Padawan looks at Gantri, “you are not that old, Master.” Gantri smiles at his Padawan. “I shall try not to prattle on about nonsense...Now, let’s see here.....Ah! So after I left Alderaan to join The Order on Tython, I was considered a youngling of the Jedi. I was a youngling for a long time before I was old enough to attend the Initiation Ceremony to formall

*You sit down next to an old man on a bench overlooking the skyline of Coruscant after a long day of running errands.* "Master?" The Padawan says to the old man. The old man looks at his Padawan "Hmmm? Oh! Yes, you want me to finish my story from before....well, where to begin the story of Gantri Alde today?" The old man settles in his seat as he begins telling his tale. "My childhood was not as interesting as you think it may have been. Being carted off from place to place, having to attend Royal Alderaanian Balls and such. It was all really quite dull, with all the formal dancing and polite conversation. The one thing that did save me dur