The lone wanderer
Phoenix stands in the market when someone walks past him. Phoenix catches up to him and slides his wallet out his pocket. Phoenix starts walking off and counting how much he got as he leans on a wall. As Phoenix counts his cash he sees someone talking to a merchant. Their clothing catching his eye. He recognised it
He never met them before, but he knows their armour and colour of armour. Phoenix reaches into his pocket and grips his lightaber tight. Trying to remember where he’s seen the armour for
He never met them before, but he knows their armour and colour of armour. Phoenix reaches into his pocket and grips his lightaber tight. Trying to remember where he’s seen the armour for
