Akio Diachi
For it was All but a Dream
KRO VAR
Amid his time holding a seminar on Jedi Focus Discipline, Akio had been asked by a padawan to give him dedicated time and training. Of course the Blue Pilgrim would oblige, he owed it to those around him to give back to the community, to the Jedi he knew to pass along what he knew. Even if it was not that orthodox in nature."Your garments are everything," the Chiss said as he sat in the ship of [member="Stardust Raxis"]. They had worked together in the past, meeting quite by chance, but he trusted her, and she could fly, so they were hitching a ride in one of her ships to Kro Var, "Sadly we live in a galaxy where appearances are judged. What you look like tells people who you are with, what you are here for and how your going to do it. Moreover, your clothing can be all that stands between you and death--only the mad or the fool goes into combat wearing nothing more than their undergarments. Your protection is the first line of defense to keeping yourself alive."
Akio stopped, working the kinks out of his neck before continuing, "That is what brings us here. We will find for you robes worthy of your calling.'
Of course there were a million questions; how would they find it? What would it look like? How would they know when they found the ones worthy? Where would they be? Would there be danger? How would they pay for it--Akio didn't have two pennies to rub together?
The Force Will be with you. Always.
[member="Ostdern Mastogar"]