Anariel quietly takes her seat, and wonders, like her fellow padawans, what exactly has prompted this trip. Still, she remains quiet as she awaits her Master's answers, one hand nervously fidgeting with the hilt of her lightsaber. She quickly catches herself, and folds her arms across her chest, taking a deep breath to help center her mind.
OOC: I'm curious as to the exact timeframe we are in...has the Great Sith War already begun?