Through the halls of the Temple, a shadow slithered, cloaked in a black deeper than night, flitting like a wraith from one hall to another.
The Grandmaster of the Christian Jedi Order enjoyed traveling this way. It reminded him of his days in the forests of Arda.
Oh, those wonderful days...Before the Sith came. Ah, but I would trade nothing for where I am now, here, among these, my brothers and sisters of the Force.
Silently, he floated toward the door of the training room.
Ah, Master Lagan has returned to us at last. It is a blessing to have his training and experience here again.
The elven master paused and sent a telepathic message to Lagan.
<<Do not let me interrupt your training. Pay me no mind and the padawan shall not be distracted.>>
Deftly, he stepped toward the door and palmed the release in one motion, taking a step inside the training room. Kaimelar Veritas Morvaltur paused, his eyes taking in the scene. Lagan and Lennkar and Mere. The meditation cushions, the training area and the sunlight filtering in from above.
In the blink of an eye, he was seating gracefully upon one of the cushions, smiling upon the training Jedi.
Glancing at Mere, he grinned, <<I see we have had some visitors in my absense.>>