Kostodu Xyston
twi'lek padawan
Kostodu walked nervously through the massive halls of the Jedi Temple. The same halls he'd walked through hundreds of times. But this time, it seemed like they were bigger, that Kostodu was just a small ant on the newly vacuumed red carpet. The Padawan's heart beat faster, practically echoing throughout the vacant corridor.
Normally, he'd be concerned for his health if he was feeling like this. But this was no normal day. Today, he would be assigned a Master. For years, Kostodu had been off doing his own thing, occasionally assigned simple missions from the higher-ups. Not every Padawan could have a Master right away, and Kostodu had been waiting for years. Finally, a Master was free. His name was Kellen Mynn .
The Twi'lek suddenly found himself before an imposing steel gray door. He had zoned out for so long that he walked about half the Temple before coming back to reality. He gulped before knocking against the cool metal of the entrance.
Normally, he'd be concerned for his health if he was feeling like this. But this was no normal day. Today, he would be assigned a Master. For years, Kostodu had been off doing his own thing, occasionally assigned simple missions from the higher-ups. Not every Padawan could have a Master right away, and Kostodu had been waiting for years. Finally, a Master was free. His name was Kellen Mynn .
The Twi'lek suddenly found himself before an imposing steel gray door. He had zoned out for so long that he walked about half the Temple before coming back to reality. He gulped before knocking against the cool metal of the entrance.