If you want to be a Cheddar Monk, you have to look the part! Why, who would trust you in a crisis if you haven't any Cheddar Monk robes? These robes are universally recognized as marking each member of the Cheddar Monk order. You aren't a Cheddar Monk at all, they'll scoff, looking at your scruffy clothes. All the force suggestion in the world can't erase a bad first impression.
Therefore, the first item of business before I enrolled in the Padawan Academy was to acquire my own robes. I could have bought some pre-made, but who wants that off-the-rack look? I would make my own! I boldly decided.
First I would have to learn to sew.
I had a simple sewing kit (needles and thread, small scissors, measurement tape, and various bobs and bits I don't know the name of), and some measurements.
Off to the store to get the materials.
I found the perfect fabric for my tunic (yes, I was making that, too) and my robes. There was just enough of the tunic fabric left for what I needed! The Cheddar Masters shone their luck upon me, indeed. One day, this pile of fabric would be my robes.
Fortune struck again when my ally in this quest revealed herself to be a master seamstress! I bowed before her wisdom as she schooled me in the art of crafting clothing. Never had I sewn together more than a pillow that quickly fell apart...but this woman must have been a Cheddar Master in disguise herself, for the patience she had! Soon, I had a perfectly wearable (if
unhemmed) Cheddar Monk robe for my days at the Academy, and was well on my way to having the rest of my uniform as well. I bade her my thanks, and set forth on my quest.
This padawan is ready for the Academy.