By the time the sun set, Vernestra had meditated three times, gone through the entirety of the reports on the Nihil from the past few days with Lyssa, and sparred with Imri and Yacek both. Vernestra had invited Master Nyla to their contest, as well, but the older Jedi begged off after she saw Vernestra duel.

“I see why you made Knight so young, Jedi,” the older Twi’lek said with a laugh. “Watching you work is breathtaking, and I’d not like you reminding me of my age. No, I am content to watch you younger lot train with each other. But I am happy to offer insight, if you’d like?”

And so Vernestra spent the rest of the afternoon dueling Yacek, Master Nyla critiquing their form and explaining to Imri some of the rarer techniques being used. The third time Vernestra bested Yacek, he held up his hands in surrender. “Solah! I know when I’m outmatched. Lyssa was smart to bury herself in her research and avoid the embarrassment.”

Vernestra accepted his surrender with good humor before going to try out the steam baths, apparently the pride of the temple. After a good long soak, Vernestra felt a bit better. Still on edge, but less frustrated.


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