Bankor

Hamelin wanders around the shrine noting the routines of the Aznuri monks. He walks over to one of the edges and peers down at the forest floor below.

Delmi walked out from a building where some officer she was protecting was having a 'private' meeting with a busty monk when they asked her to leave the room.

She walked out towards the edge herself and caught sight of the bugman to her side a few feet away.

Hamelin offers the human a polite bow. <Klick klackly>
"Good evening. The stars certainly look closer up here. Plus the view beneath is not bad either."

She nodded, "Yup."

After an awkward pause she asked, "So... whatcha doin' up here?"

<Hwoot> Hamelin replies.
"I came to observe the Dark Sky Shrine. As well as see what the view is like up here."

<Greep> He offers a polite bow.
"Jedi Knight Hamelin."

"Delmi Koor." She said with a nod.

"Another Jedi, huh? What do think of all this... monk fighting stuff?"

<Bort> Hamelin replies after with a return nod.
"A pleasure Miss Koor. Training helps strengthen the body. One needs a strong body, mind, and soul in order to be complete. Fighting sometimes come with the blessings of death. Sometimes not."

“Blessings of Death?” She asked with a tilted eyebrow.

Hamelin simply nods. <Chee>
"Many fear or negatively view death. Death is just part of the natural cycle of the universe. From death, life can grow stronger."

"So... you uhh... bring about death then? Is that your thing?" She asked.

<Cheech> Hamelin answers.
"When the time is right. There is a time and place for everything."

"I guess so... and you like... know when that is for things?" She asked.

<Chum> Hamelin replies.
"Battles and wars are obvious incidences. Sometimes when you have to protect yourself or someone else. Maybe an analogy would help. If a person's life is a story. Then their death is the finale of their story. A good ending makes a story all the more powerful and satisfying."

"That's certainly an interesting analogy..." She said with a bit of apprehension.

"There a lot of jedi that think like you these days?"

Hamelin shakes his head. <Crick> He admits.
"I have tried spreading the gospel though it does not seem to be having any success so far. At best they seem to tolerate it."

"Seems like you'd probably find more converts in the Empire to be honest." She replied.

Hamelin shakes his head. <Gorp>
"The Sith and Empire reveal too much in death. They do not understand that even death needs to have balance."

"I guess you'd know better than me..." She said with a nod.

"So like... how do you like... proselyte your beliefs?"

<Groot> Hamelin replies.
"I can only spread the gospel about the positive aspects of death and hope that I attract believers. The ultimate fairness that comes to all. Healer of the sick. Friend of the downtrodden."