Inside the temple

[Arwen]

Arriving at Training Room II, Arwen picks up a training saber from the supply drawer, tossing one to him."I'll give you the benefit if a doubt, so we'll use these to spar with. They will just give a little sting." Moving to the middle of the floor, Arwen turned and smiled, "Now, let's see what you've learned."

[Mandalore the Wicked]

Dar smiled and ignited his training saber and dropped into a Makashi form, one he studied extensivly in the library and practiced with other padawans.
"Well, I hope your ready, because I have been ready for a long time." Dar said with a brash look on his face. He did a back flip and jumped off the wall and swung his saber at the ankles of Arwen.

[Arwen]

Side stepping, Arwen ignites her saber and deflects Dar's thrust, sending him rolling, but surprising her by gaining his feet and turned facing her.
"Aim higher." she instructed, as she deactivated her saber, waiting for him to advance again.

[Mandalore the Wicked]

A grin came across Dar's face, he's been waiting for someone to test him and finally it cam to him. This time he ran and swung for her head but purposfully missed to distract her, ducked under her arm, ended up behind her and came up with a quick slash aimed towards her neck.

[Arwen]

Sensing his renewed vigor, Arwen ignited her saber as soon as he grinned. "He has good Makashi form, a guardian prospect for sure, but he's still missing something." she thought, bringing her saber up to parry his blow to her neck. Kicking him lightly in the stomach, Arwen flipped forward landing on her feet and dropped into a Soresu form.
"Good form and movements Dar, but concentrate on the living Force. Let it flow through your movments."

[Mandalore the Wicked]

Dar listened to her and immediatly allowed the force to channel into him, he felt his speed increasing. He closed his eyes and let it surge through him. He then cracked his neck and shoulders and opened his eyes to meet Arwen and smiled again. He then dropped into Juyo, one he learned from a holocron from the library. And force sped over to Arwen, dropped to one knee, ignited his blade and sliced at her midsection.

[Arwen]

Arwen smiled as the "real" swordplay began. Dar coming on in his Juyo form, striking out with increased speed and accuracy. She relaxed herself, adjusting to his movements, and stepped back into her trusted Soresu. "Good." she praised Dar. "You're feeling the Force. Now, focus it to your blade."

[Mandalore the Wicked]

Dar closed his eyes and focused even more. He focused on the crystal of his blade, he focused on the power of the blade. He focused on making the blade faster, he could feel its power within his hands, the power started to get warm to his hands, then it started to get hotter. Then the saber made a loud humming sound, and all of a sudden it blew up in his hands. Dar opened his eyes and saw blood on his hands. He looked back at Arwen with horror and back down at his hands, then he passed out from depleated strength. He hit the floor hard, falling backwards.

[Jar'Kail]

Jar turned toward Jaq. "Yes? That is me." said Jar'Kail. He lifted the saber of Fae Long. "Where did you come across this at young one? Master Long died many years ago....This saber is ancient." queeried the Grand Jedi Master. He was intrigued, this was a saber no one had seen in many, many years. He looked to Jaq for the answer.

[Jaq Sytar]

"That lightsaber belongs to my Master, Fae Lang." Jaq replied. "I have been her padawan through the force for the past four years, in which she has trained me in the ways of the force and in Jedi defense with a lightsaber."
Swallowing, Jaq started, "Master, I think that you need to be informed that a mandalorian armada has attacked Nar Shadaa. I have just come form there, having barely escaped. My cuts and scrapes being the signature of one who calls himself Mandalore the Wicked." he finished looking at the three fingers of his left hand.

[Jar'Kail]

A medic droid replaces the missing fingers with cybernetics. "I understand. But Master Lang died almost a millenia ago....Where did you get the saber?" Jar'Kail asked. He was very curious. He tossed the saber back to Jaq and gave him his robes. "Here you go, your saber and robes...Now if you please follow me." said the Grand Master.

[destron]

Ben aimlessly wanders around the temple, looking for one of the members of the council, he dosen't have his robes yet so he is wearing a white t-shirt and black pants, lightsaber on his belt. He eventually walks up to a random jedi.

Uh hello do you know where I can find a master of the council?

(destron speaks in black, actions are blue, and others speaking are red, my jedi ben is going to have the same but in bold to tell the difference)

[Jaq Sytar]

Quickly putting on his robes, Jaq felt refreshed and renewed. Jaq spoke as he pulled his boots on, "Master, I found her lightsaber onboard her ship. It was secured in her birthing area. My guardian's grandfather placed it there shortly after she was slain." Standing, Jaq took a position to the left of Master Jar'Kail as they left the room. Resuming Jaq started, "My master had helped me construct my own, but it was destroyed by the mandalorian called Mandalore. I used my master's lightsaber to secure my retreat."
Pausing, Jaq slowed. "Master," Jaq began quietly, "I have been instructed by Master Tang a vision to pass a message to you for your ears only. Is there a place that you and I my speak in private?"

[Arwen]

The explosion surprised Arwen as watched Dar's saber begin to hum. Coming to his side, Arwen took his hands in her and began using her Force Healing skills which stopped the bleeding. Grabbing him by the arm, she roughly threw him up on her shoulders and began carrying the wounded padawan to the Medical office.

[destron]

the jedi told him he didn't know, ben sighed and asked someone else