Michael Shado
Alor of Clan Shado
[member="Phoenix Paris"]
While he had not real reason or rime to be on Tython, Michael still found himself here, an outlaw, on the world of the Jedi. It was unthinkable for his being here, a danger to his well being, but here he was. It was a beautiful planet, peace passed through him in the gentle winds that came by, and he had to admit, it was a vacation well needed from the likes of the Smuggler's Moon.
Now, Michael was a wanted man and he was sure the Galactic Alliance was more than ready to take his butt to prison for the small crimes, but many he had committed. He was in a bazaar by this time, looking at the various fruits and meats well preserved and ready to be cooked. An ale was in one hand as he studied the meats and fruits.
"This one, can you cook it up with this yellow fruit right here?" He asked as his stomach silently growled.
"Sure thing!" Said the cook. He began to whip up the flames, placing a bowl over it. The meat was then added to let it simmer and push out it's juices from the fat on it. Then the fruit was diced up and placed with it shortly after. The smells of good food was enticing, and his lips became wet with hunger.
"Oh man that looks so good."
"Thank you sir!"
While he had not real reason or rime to be on Tython, Michael still found himself here, an outlaw, on the world of the Jedi. It was unthinkable for his being here, a danger to his well being, but here he was. It was a beautiful planet, peace passed through him in the gentle winds that came by, and he had to admit, it was a vacation well needed from the likes of the Smuggler's Moon.
Now, Michael was a wanted man and he was sure the Galactic Alliance was more than ready to take his butt to prison for the small crimes, but many he had committed. He was in a bazaar by this time, looking at the various fruits and meats well preserved and ready to be cooked. An ale was in one hand as he studied the meats and fruits.
"This one, can you cook it up with this yellow fruit right here?" He asked as his stomach silently growled.
"Sure thing!" Said the cook. He began to whip up the flames, placing a bowl over it. The meat was then added to let it simmer and push out it's juices from the fat on it. Then the fruit was diced up and placed with it shortly after. The smells of good food was enticing, and his lips became wet with hunger.
"Oh man that looks so good."
"Thank you sir!"