On the fringes of the Outer Rim territories and famous for being the one-time location of the Rebel Alliance, Hoth is a frigid world marred with fissures created from the tidal pull of Hoth’s three moons. Blanketed in a frozen ocean, massive oceanic currents beneath the southern hemisphere are the cause of constant seismic activities that result in a constantly shifting landscape of tunnels and caves.

Buried into the side of a fissure reaching hundreds of meters into the core of the planet is a network of tunnels leading into a cave. Its sole entrance is suspended within the wall of the fissure, requiring one to rappel down the dangerous crevasse and into the tunnels; one small miscalculation could send explorers descending the rest of the unmeasured height deep within the planet’s core.

Insulated under several hundred meters of ice in all directions, the cave is protected against the gale force winds and the intense snowstorms that sweep along the planet’s surface. As a result, the cave is warmer than most of Hoth’s unforgiving cold with melting icicles dangling precariously overhead. In turn, this allows for more life to grow in addition to being a promising habitat for the hulking wampas that have been trapped this far below the surface. Beginning to thaw, it is obvious that this cave will eventually fall victim to seismic activity and disappear into the sheets of ice that surround it. Illuminating the cave’s interior with a dull blue glow, the luminous forms of lichen have taken up residence among the bones of the creatures unfortunate enough to be trapped here.

Caution must be exercised if one is to navigate the slippery slopes of the cave as melted icicles drip onto the cavern’s floor surface. In one corner of the cave, the ocean water has accumulated to form a large pool, providing sustenance to the rare lumni-spice growing within the crystalline complex, never to see the blue-white sun.

In a soft blue glow of the ice cave that was filled with a small pond and ice crystals one could see two people. One of the two people was on their knees looking at the random little parts in front of them. While the second was pacing back and forth, that was located on the Planet of Hoth was a male Jedi of the Kel Dor species named Sa Ool. Waiting patiently for his now knighted apprentice, Jo Mizu a female Epicanthix to finish building her lightsaber. The reason that the Duo is on Hoth instead of Kiast is that their history started, when Sa found Jo Mizu on that ice planet. The Kel Dor found Jo when he sensed the Darkness that was in her. He wanted to help her, so he took her as his apprentice and trained her in the ways of the Jedi to try and dwindle the Darkness a bit.

Noticing the black Jedi robe clothed female was up holding in her left hand, a lightsaber that appeared to be a single-handed. The new Knight activated her saber and watched that its blade to come to life with a sharp snap and hiss an icy-blue blade showed itself. If one didn't hear the humming from the activated blade they would almost think it wasn't activated at all, almost blending in with the natural blue glow from the surrounding cave. With a flick of Sa’s wrist the female Knight’s lightsaber deactivated as it went to the Savant hands, only for him to reactivate the blade and to give it a few swings in the air.

“Good, good this is a fine saber and will do well in your hands apprentice. Now let's give it and you a test.”

“Yes master.”

“Remember Jo, the second form of the lightsaber combat is meant to be elegant and used against other sabers.”

Tossing her saber back to her for her to only catch in her left hand. She reactivated her saber holding the blade towards her master at chest level. Grabbing his own saber with his right hand, Sa activated “No Name” and brought to life its royal purple blade angled at his side while using his left hand Moving swiftly but with precision The humanoid female while wearing black Jedi robes with black hair that was in a half-up, half-dozen bun came at her master only for her blade to be parried by her master with hissing sounds coming from the two blades clashing.