Logged October 19, 2001
Logged by Adept
Titled:  Tai Jinn is Knighted 
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Characters: 
Phanton 
Tai Jinn 
Jorna (NPC'd by Adept)
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Jorna 
A massive Tchuukthai (or "Wharl") creature that looks to be a cross 
between a bear and a rhinoceros. Standing on his hind legs, he's easily over 
3 meters tall and his appendages end in four pointed digits with sharp 
spikes coming back towards the wrist off the top of the knuckle. His spine 
is heavily reinforced with a thick, organic armor plating (much like a 
triceratops dinosaur). His steel-gray eyes are piercing, yet gentle. A short 
gray beard shields his chin as well, but other than that, his brown fur is 
very, very short. He wears no obvious weapon. 

Phanton 
As the devil may appear in a most beautiful form, this tall, 
imposing Devaronian male defines such a metaphor. His skin is smooth, his 
features carved by the artistic form of his maker to appear pleasing and 
peaceful despite the short horns which sprout forth from his smooth, 
hairless head. Like most males of his species, his horns are meticulously 
well groomed. His violet eyes are kind and portray a depth of wisdom beyond 
the comprehension of most sentients. Built by years of training by his 
Masters before him, his body is athletic and graceful beneath his robes. 
His robes are of traditional brown over beige in multiple layers. A 
long sleeve tunic of beige muslin cuts a short v-neckline that continues 
across to where it ties with wide strips at his waist. The length skirts 
just below his hips. The sleeves of the tunic flow from the tucks of its 
shoulder to full and open cuffs, but a tighter fitting undershirt can be 
seen covering his arms to the wrists. Trousers of a matching fabric are 
comfortable, but not too loose and tuck into knee-high brown boots of 
unpolished nerf-leather. A belt at his waist is also of the sturdy brown 
leather. The belt has an intricate clasp at center and clipped onto to it 
are various cases and objects, including a distinctive silver and black 
cylinder. Over all this is a brown robe of a soft woolen weave. The 
floor-length robe is generous and when not rakishly draped over his 
shoulders, the pointed hood can be drawn up to cover features and hands can 
easily disappear within its bell-like sleeves. 

Council Chambers -- Jedi Praxeum 
        The top level of the tower, this floor is much smaller than those below 
it. The room the single elevator opens into has a breathtaking view of 
Coruscant, visible through the six massively large transparasteel glass windows, 
each separated only by the support beams that reach up to merge into a single 
six-pointed star above. Directly below this is the center of the burgundy and 
gold hardwood floor. Twelve chairs face the center of the room, each reserved 
for a specific member of the Jedi Council. No other furniture is present.


Hearing the summons from his Master, Tai steps out from the Elevator, dressed in 
his robes. His arms, tucked securely behind his back remain there as he exits 
the doorway and moves to before the council. Bowing slightly in the direction of 
Phanton, the child speaks to him. "You summoned my master?"

Phanton stands from the chair in the middle of the gathered masters with only a 
pair of empty seats and nods slightly to his padawan. He walks slowly to the 
middle of the room and turns to the council motioning Tai to stand beside him.

The Council chamber's 13 chairs are almost all filled. Only Siobhan and two 
other Masters are absent, obviously away on other important business. The other 
masters nod as Tai Jinn enters the council chamber. When it is time to speak, it 
is the largest, and oldest, Jedi Master who does so. The Tchuukthai Master known 
as Jorna. "Masterrr Phanton. Youu brring beforre the Councill yourr padawan, Tai 
Jinn. Whatt is yourr assessmentt of his trraining," the Wharl Master grumbles in 
his low voice.

Nodding towards his Master, Tai moves forward and stands alongside of Phanton, 
his posture nearly identical to that of the devil looking being. Perhaps all 
that training together has worn off greatly. Locking his eyes upon Jorna, Tai 
maintains an aura of complete calm and peace about him.

Taking a long breath before he speaks Phanton takes a moment to look at his 
padawan. "I feared in the beginning that my commitments to the council would 
impede his progress." He turns back to his fellow council members. "But despite 
repeated attempts by the Sith to turn him from the light he has shown remarkable 
fortitude and has proven himself to me to be well along the path of light, far 
more than I would have expected."

Jorna nods slowly, his eyes never moving from looking the young padawan over 
from head to toe. "Yett he puts himself at grreat rrisk time and time againn..." 
The giant Wharl looks to Phanton, and then back to Tai Jinn. "You arre still 
trroubled by yourr drreams and vissions?" he asks of Tai.

Thinking the question over a moment, Tai responds in a factual tone. "My visions 
are guided to me by either the force or those that twist it as the Sith do. Do 
they continue to happen? Yes. But do they continue to trouble me? No. I have 
learned to decipher which are true and which are meant to manipulate."

Phanton listens quietly as the padawan answers the questions offered him. This 
is the padawan's time to shine or burn out so he lets the force guide the 
conversation, not himself.

As if it were only that easy... for the padawan or the Master. Jorna lifts his 
head up slightly, eyes remaining on the padawan. "So, Tai Jinn... yourr last 
vision. Or drream. Was it guided by the Forrce? Orr others?" The Wharl has 
changed his seating position, leaned back a bit more than seems possible for a 
quadruped. Interestingly, he didn't seem to move to reach this new position.

"My last vision was guided to me by the force." Tai states. Looking about to 
each of the council members the man tries hard not to smile or smirk. "I was in 
meditation and envisioned my plant dying... Returning to my quarters I had 
realized I hadn't watered it in 4 days and it was drying up."

Phanton stands silently with his hands tucked in the sleeves of his robes until 
something about a plant is brought up. He turns to look at his padawan and 
simply blinks once before looking back to the council adding. "Since the attacks 
upon the psyche of the padawan there have been no external impressions put upon 
him, save one, of this I am sure."

Jorna senses: Phanton refers to the cave being the one.

Jorna again nods, but this time in Phanton's direction. Jorna shifts visibly 
this time, moving forward slightly, leaning more on his front arms. "Tell me 
then, Tai Jinn," he says, almost clearly in Basic, "What did you learn from your 
experience in the Cave? If you could change anything, what would it be?" Even as 
Jorna leans forward, several more of the Masters lean back in their seats. One 
even arches an eyebrow at the question and waits patiently for the answer.

"I would not do anything differently." Tai states in response to Jorna, eyes 
locked upon the Master. "I grew from the experience, and learned from it. I 
learned about myself more than I ever anticipated. To do anything different 
would mean I lose that knowledge... and that is simply something I would not 
desire. I wouldn't change a thing simply because of what I learned from my 
mistakes."

Phanton has nothing to say to this, it was the padawan's test and his opinions 
to the council on the matter are known so he stands quietly.

It's unusual for Jorna of all Masters to push to far at a padawan of another 
Master, especially a Master on the Council. But the Wharl obviously has his 
reasons and Phanton has not voiced any concerns regarding the questioning. 
"Masterr Phanton," he says as he returns to his chair. "the Council believes 
that thatt yourr student has reached the point wherre his own underrstandingg of 
the Forrce will serve to guide himm. Do you have anything to sayy before his 
future is set forrth?"

Tai merely lifts an eyebrow as the conversation sways from him and the 
questioning turns to his Master. But it's not his place to question the actions 
of the council, so he stands there calmly knowing full well his future will be 
told to him at any moment. Whether he'll become a knight or be in training for a 
very long time to come.

Phanton stands silent a moment considering his words. "I feel most of our 
concerns were met in that cave and through the unintentional testing by the 
Sith. I believe his faith in the force to be true as well as his heart." He 
looks to the padawan. "I think he still needs to work to conquer some emotions 
to control them but I don't think they impede his training." He turns back to 
the council. "As I have said he responded to his limited time with me by taking 
it upon himself to find the path, that speaks a lot to his desire to become a 
master."

"Yourr worrds arre trrue," Jorna says, with a slow nod to Phanton. He barely 
turns his head to one side, and then the other. Only one Master visibly nods - a 
human female dressed in burgundy and white. All eyes revert to Jorna as he lifts 
his right claw to Phanton. "Verry well... the Council agrrees with you, Masterr 
Phanton. It is yourr honor to remove the last vestige of his life as a 
padawann." 

Tai blinks a bit and nods slightly. Well, that's it then... no big parade or 
hoopla, he doesn't even crack a small grin, he's too stoic at the mountain, 
lowering his head slightly in a bit of a bow, he readies himself to take the 
next step into life.

Phanton lets his hands slide from his sleeves and produces a small blade. He 
reaches to the padawan's braid lifting it from his head and with a simple flick 
of the wrist removes the hair at the follicle without drawing a drop of blood. 
He hands the hair to Tai. "Congratulations Jedi Knight Tai Jinn." He steps back 
to allow the others to offer their best wishes to the padawan.

As the other Masters rise to their feet, Jorna simply moves forward, remaining 
on all fours to keep his body on the same level as the others. In the Council 
chamber, no single Jedi Council member stood more important than another. As 
they all rise forward, it is Jorna's voice that cuts through the well-wishes, 
"Youu have rreached an imporrtant step in yourr journey, Jedi Knight. May the 
Forrce be with you, and guide yourr life..." He inclines his head slightly to 
Tai Jinn, and then more deeply to Phanton, indicating his respect for the 
Devaronian Master.

Tai bows slightly towards the other masters and then towards Phanton. "I thank 
you Master, for both training and tolerating me." The last part is said with the 
faintest grin. "I look forward to the day when you will be able to look back and 
see the growth I make from now to the time when I become a Master." Because Tai 
will one day be a Master.

Phanton returns the deep bow to Jorna before looking to his padawan turned 
Knight. "Remember that you call me master now because of my station within the 
order, not because you are my personal student." For once his facial stoicism 
relaxes. "But you may call upon me at any time with questions or training. I 
look forward to monitoring your growth."

Having given the young Knight his well wishes, Jorna returns to his backless 
seat, settling onto it and watching the gathering dwindle as the other Masters 
either return to their seats or go about other business. Apparently, this was 
one of the primary reasons the Masters had gathered. Jorna and others would 
remain here to contemplate other aspects of the Force and the future of the Jedi 
Order.

Nodding towards Phanton, Tai smiles slightly again. "Yes, I'm certain there will 
be a time I will need to call on you for advice of one sorts of another." 
Phanton was like his father now anyway... creepy father figure, but oh well. "I 
will allow the council to continue upon their business, may the force be with 
you." Turning, Tai slips back into his elevator figuring he's been more or less 
dismissed.

END OF LOG