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Post by Aeron on Nov 17, 2009 5:15:48 GMT -5
This is a place to train and test your newly learned Force Powers. This is also a place to spar and increase yourself.
The Training Room is rather high and huge. The ceiling is vaulted. On one wall are shelves with training sabers and other useful equipment for training and sharpening skills. In the centre of the room are mats on the ground. On the opposing wall with the one with the shelves are chairs and benches for those intending to watch and overlook a training or competition.
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Post by Tuskers on Dec 16, 2013 15:50:25 GMT -5
Tuskers sits in the darkened training room, with his eyes closed, his amber lightsaber blade providing the only light in the room. He is muttering to himself, "How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use! As tho' to breath were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains: but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought." A movement off in the corner of the room causes him to jump up into a defensive position. The red protocol droid moves forward with a cup of coffee on a tray. "Master Tuskers, quoting Tennyson will not bring back those you miss." Tuskers frowns, then sips the coffee, "I know Red. But it has been a long time since this place has seen any life."
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