Yavin IV, Jedi Praxeum, Dinner Hall

Tyron heaved in irritation as he sat alone in the dinner hall of the Jedi Praxeum. It had been exactly nine hours since he had come to the Academy and his Master had still not arrived. He tried to be patient but just sitting around doing nothing while his fellow students were actually learning something made it difficult.
Eldin sat tapping the table as he listened to the others excitedly discussing their first training session, who their Masters were, what they were like. Tyron didn't even know his Master's name. The worst thing about that was he was foolish enough not to do the obvious and ask.

As Tyron continued waiting, wondering what he could do to pass the time, a middle-aged looking man, with brown but greyish hair and a rough-looking appearance, walked over and sat in front of him. Due to the man's rugged look, Eldin didn't know whether to be friendly or frightened. Knowing what Tyron was thinking from the expression on his face, the man smiled and spoke "It's okay kid. You don't have to be scared." Feeling slightly embarrassed Eldin immediately said "It's fine. I'm not scared." Kyle smiled again and declared "Sure you're not. I'm Kyle Katarn" Kyle put forward his hand which Tyron took straight away and shook "Kyle Katarn? The Kyle Katarn?! The Jedi Battlemaster?!" Kyle grimaced "Just call me Kyle. Titles make my skin crawl."

Eldin grinned and then replied "Okay. It's just such an honor to meet you." Katarn scratched his bearded chin then replied "Same to you Tyron. Luke told me about you. About your connection to the Force. He didn't have to though; I felt it as soon as you came here." Rather sensitive on that topic Tyron squirmed slightly and asked "What does it matter?" Smirking Kyle answered "Because you're important kid. As incredible as people with the Force are, sometimes there's certain ones who take it to another level. Master Yoda, Anakin Skywalker, Luke. You're just like them."

Quite overwhelmed from this Eldin sat back and questioned "You really think so?" Rolling his eyes, the Jedi Master leaned forward and responded "I don't just think so kid, I know so. The Force tells you the truth. That's one of the best things about being a Jedi." Katarn stayed silent for a minute then carried on "You have the potential to become a very powerful Jedi Tyron. But you have to understand that it isn't wise to let the power get to your head. Make you think you can do anything. Anakin Skywalker did that and look what happened." Without saying another word, Kyle stood up and walked away.

Quietly brooding over what Katarn had said to him, Tyron sat and wondered whether the Jedi was right or wrong. Eldin knew that he was strong with the Force, but his problems in the past had destroyed his confidence bit by bit.
Feeling too tired to wait any longer; Tyron stood and decided to go to his room and rest. Master Skywalker had told him where it was so thankfully he didn't need directions. As he rose and made his way out of the hall, Tyron felt someone's eyes on him. Turning around Eldin saw, standing in the shadowy corner of the room, a somewhat intimidating Togruta. A woman obviously due to her slender body, the Togruta kept on staring at him, as though she was trying to send him a message. Eldin simply looked back and then, slightly afraid, walked out of the hall.

As he strolled to the resting area of the Academy, Tyron wondered why that woman had such hatred in her eyes when she looked at him. He had never seen her before so why she disliked him he had no idea. Despite not being trained in the Force, Tyron could feel the Togruta's anger.

When he arrived at his room, Eldin walked in and hopped on his bed. Too fatigued to even take his clothes off, Tyron just wrapped the blanket around him and hoped his Master would be there tomorrow. As he drifted into sleep Eldin heard the voice of his Father serenely echo in his head "Now go become the greatest Jedi ever."