Deep in the swamps of Naboo..

Master and Apprentice stood almost knee deep in mud and water. Zeta stood towering over his apprentice, like a hawk ready to pounce upon its prey. It was almost near nightfall and the breeze was cool, heat threatened subtly around the corner even still. It was the best time to follow along blindly, in the night.

"We all had to start from the bottom and work our way up. If you do not start from so low, you cannot learn to appreciate what you have gained."

Stepping to the left of his wife, the tall giant of a beastly devil crouched down only to caress the rich soil beneath his feet. He ran his fingers through it as if it were gold, something that was more than just mud, dirt and water.

Rising slowly to his feet with a few specs still present on his masculine hands, Zeta diverted his attention onto his companion and spoke to her.

"What is it you see when you look at these few specs of soil in my hand?"

[FONT=Arial Narrow]Lianorm Swamps: Dusk
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[FONT=Arial Narrow]The Lukewarm breeze danced past her – standing below the high canopy within the Naboo swamp – to which her and Zeta were deeply in. The high trunks of the trees spiraled and twisted upwards, which shunned most light from making it below the canvas and to the surface anyway. The small streams of light that had been able to leak through, painted a shade of light blue against, gray mists and the green canopy, and that scene was dimming, the light and the day giving into nightfall, the light giving into darkness.

Jem forgone her usual regal attire, adorning her black robes, as the humidity seemed to slowly calm in the area.

The distinctive cry of a Peko-Peko, a long tailed avian bird could be heard some distance away among other wildlife as she spoke.[/FONT]

"With every speck of soil, and every grain of dirt on this land, I see yet one more element that the darkside of the force radiates through, no matter how simple or complex, to be manipulated, to be controlled according to my design…"

[FONT=Arial Narrow]She spoke her words to her Master, with a smooth confidence yet conviction.[/FONT]

The Zabrak's haunting eyes lingered on his apprentice's form, and for a moment, animalistic desires washed over him. He forced himself to look away, knowing that if he did not, he would not be able to control his hungry urge for her.

Smiling thinly, the beast nodded in understanding. He never made it clear to any of his students if he agreed with their responses or disagreed.

"I want you to build a hole that is twelve feet deep, big enough that a being or animal may fit in. You may use only your hands and feet to build. You will be set within a time restraint. If you do not complete the task given to you within the set time frame, you will be expected to start on a new patch of land and begin again the task assigned of you. You will not be told how much time you have to complete this task. I will mention when the count hits one hour remaining. You will do this assignment until it is completed. I will give you food and I will give you water, this will be your only break during your assignment, so use it wisely. If you have not the need to ask me any questions, you may begin when you are ready, my apprentice."