Werah Unon
Mind over Matter
Lirra, Outpost 1
Werah arrived at the huge gates of the base, his armour crackling with tiny bolts of electricity. The pain would be agonising for any normal person, but Werah was practicing the technique of separating the mind and the body. His long journey finally over, Werah turned off the power, and walked into the vast complex. He was immediately greeted by many young recruits, and escorted to his personal quarters. Werah went inside, and waited while the chambers sealed. He then reached up, and removed his helmet, exposing his face for the first time in months. In the mirror, he hardly recognised himself, as he had been changed mentally and physically from his time as a hermit. But now it was time to return to the Galaxy, and he knew he had tasks to do right now. Most importantly, a young force user had contacted him, and asked to be trained, as Werah was now one of the last few who knew the ancient techniques of the Union. Werah changed to his lighter armour, and attached his cape and utility belt. He reached out onto the shelf, and his fingers grasped around the hilt of his lightsaber, for the first time in too long. Ready, he walked out onto the airfield, and watched as the shuttle came in to land. His apprentice was here...
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