Yavin VIII was as beautiful as he had heard. Growing up on Kilia IV hadn't given him the opportunity to travel as much as he otherwise would've liked, and so he spent his time researching other worlds on a hidden holonet transponder he kept in his quarters. When the other squires in the barracks would go to sleep, Pelinal would spend his evenings reading. It was through things of this nature that Pelinal was able to learn of the Jedi, and their history.
Throughout most of history, the Jedi were seen as peacekeepers. Pelinal had always wanted to protect those who couldn't protect themselves, but he knew that if he became a Kilian Ranger, he'd never have the opportunity to do what he knew was his calling in life. It was for this reason that he hitched a ride with some smugglers, and eventually made his way to Yavin VIII.
Pelinal stuck out amongst the people he passed on his way up to the temple. He was dressed in a leather duster over an ancient looking surcoat, which was emblazoned with Killian heraldry. The temple was like nothing he had ever seen. It was of ancient design, but there were enough modern conveniences that one didn't feel like they had stepped back in time. Compared to Kilia IV, Yavin VIII was a technological marvel.
Pelinal stepped through the entryway to the Great Hall, and found himself alone. Pelinal knew he was sensitive to the Force, having been chosen to become a Kilian Ranger. But he escaped his home planet before his training had begun, intent on becoming one of the Jedi. He knew that if he had stayed on Kilia IV, he would've never left.
For the time being, Pelinal stood still. He figured someone would show up at some point in order to guide him.
Throughout most of history, the Jedi were seen as peacekeepers. Pelinal had always wanted to protect those who couldn't protect themselves, but he knew that if he became a Kilian Ranger, he'd never have the opportunity to do what he knew was his calling in life. It was for this reason that he hitched a ride with some smugglers, and eventually made his way to Yavin VIII.
Pelinal stuck out amongst the people he passed on his way up to the temple. He was dressed in a leather duster over an ancient looking surcoat, which was emblazoned with Killian heraldry. The temple was like nothing he had ever seen. It was of ancient design, but there were enough modern conveniences that one didn't feel like they had stepped back in time. Compared to Kilia IV, Yavin VIII was a technological marvel.
Pelinal stepped through the entryway to the Great Hall, and found himself alone. Pelinal knew he was sensitive to the Force, having been chosen to become a Kilian Ranger. But he escaped his home planet before his training had begun, intent on becoming one of the Jedi. He knew that if he had stayed on Kilia IV, he would've never left.
For the time being, Pelinal stood still. He figured someone would show up at some point in order to guide him.
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