"Oh, it's quite vast." Obi-Wan gave a little shrug. "The Jedi Knights have existed for centuries, protecting the balance of the Force throughout the galaxy... the technology for light sabers is actually quite ancient. The hilts used to be made of a very particular type of wood, but as smithing evolved, well. More efficient methods were developed. Just as anything evolves, really."
He cast Fenton a patient smile. "If it is the contrast between my saber and my attire that confuses you the most, a Jedi's life is meant to be one of simplicity and humility. The lightsaber is a tool of defense, and if one is skilled enough with it, it is formidable enough that no weapon is needed."
He turned and surveyed the clearing, looking for a suitable target. The battle for the jungle had left many recently fallen trees, and a particularly large one blocked the path a little ways down. He'd been contemplating how best to surmount it, in fact, when the vines had taken advantage. He drew his saber once more and motioned for Fenton to follow him, then cut through the trunk - which was easily almost the duck's height - in two places, making a log the width of the trail to allow passage through.
"Normally, I'd be able to use the, er, Spark to move this, but I'm still learning its nuances here. But a good sized branch ought to provide enough leverage. See anything useful?"
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Date: 2020-01-02 06:45 pm (UTC)He cast Fenton a patient smile. "If it is the contrast between my saber and my attire that confuses you the most, a Jedi's life is meant to be one of simplicity and humility. The lightsaber is a tool of defense, and if one is skilled enough with it, it is formidable enough that no weapon is needed."
He turned and surveyed the clearing, looking for a suitable target. The battle for the jungle had left many recently fallen trees, and a particularly large one blocked the path a little ways down. He'd been contemplating how best to surmount it, in fact, when the vines had taken advantage. He drew his saber once more and motioned for Fenton to follow him, then cut through the trunk - which was easily almost the duck's height - in two places, making a log the width of the trail to allow passage through.
"Normally, I'd be able to use the, er, Spark to move this, but I'm still learning its nuances here. But a good sized branch ought to provide enough leverage. See anything useful?"