Jericho
Tenebris In Lucem
The sun shone brightly even as dark clouds rolled in, the ominous sound of thunder echoing. It was sticky, the humidity causing sweat to clump and roll down bodies. There was the sound of deer quickly rushing to shelter. Most were moving... except a lone warrior. He stood next to his akk dog in the middle of the road, uncaring that others had to move around him.
"One day, I will....One day...."
Was Jericho a benevolent or malevolent force? In truth a little bit of both. He looked up and face the two paths before him one of true light and one course of darkness stained with a mixture of bright and blood red. The hooded figure that was he, thought to himself even as his jet black hair blew, in a brutal burst of wind. The warrior didn't move. Not yet. A smile came across his face hidden under his battle mask as he began to walk down the middle of both.
He could feel both light and darkness course through him as they made battle for his mind. The teachings of the jedi spoke of purity and no emotion while the side of darkness called for him to give into his emotion his need for power and knowledge. The light called out to him showing him all the good he has done all of the healing he has given. Only for the darkness, show his fallen master, those he had killed and the pain of losing two of his padawans. He gripped the top of his head and let out a scream, "No! NO!" He shouted and he went into a ball as the darkness circled around him.
Flames took hold of his body and he stretched out, his eyes filled with a white light. "Everything must balance there is light and dark in all. One must not fall into extreme as it's not my way."
Jericho woke up from his trance of meditation with the only light being the stars and the moon. The rain must have stopped, he didn't hear or feel it anymore. He opened his eye slowly and realized it was most likely close to midnight. The sound of animals rose up, even stepped down from his levitation. His feet made no sound as he descended onto the ground. But could feel the presence of another person deep with in the woods. Instantly the giant of a man raised his one of his hands and force pulled whomever to him.
As he felt the warmth of the person's neck on his hand he looked over to see that it was a woman, white haired, attractive, well off and clean. She was like no villager he has help around here and her presence was stronger than the rest around him. Most knew about him and where he liked to enjoy his peace as he basked in the force. Was she directed here? Was she a friend or foe? As he made many enemies of the sith and dark-siders being famed as a sith hunter he had to take precaution.
"Who are you?" He said tightening his grip on her throat, but allowing enough air for her to breath and speak. "Why are you here?"
[member="Kitsune"] (hopefully this was good enough, I stink at intros)
"One day, I will....One day...."
Was Jericho a benevolent or malevolent force? In truth a little bit of both. He looked up and face the two paths before him one of true light and one course of darkness stained with a mixture of bright and blood red. The hooded figure that was he, thought to himself even as his jet black hair blew, in a brutal burst of wind. The warrior didn't move. Not yet. A smile came across his face hidden under his battle mask as he began to walk down the middle of both.
He could feel both light and darkness course through him as they made battle for his mind. The teachings of the jedi spoke of purity and no emotion while the side of darkness called for him to give into his emotion his need for power and knowledge. The light called out to him showing him all the good he has done all of the healing he has given. Only for the darkness, show his fallen master, those he had killed and the pain of losing two of his padawans. He gripped the top of his head and let out a scream, "No! NO!" He shouted and he went into a ball as the darkness circled around him.
Flames took hold of his body and he stretched out, his eyes filled with a white light. "Everything must balance there is light and dark in all. One must not fall into extreme as it's not my way."
Jericho woke up from his trance of meditation with the only light being the stars and the moon. The rain must have stopped, he didn't hear or feel it anymore. He opened his eye slowly and realized it was most likely close to midnight. The sound of animals rose up, even stepped down from his levitation. His feet made no sound as he descended onto the ground. But could feel the presence of another person deep with in the woods. Instantly the giant of a man raised his one of his hands and force pulled whomever to him.
As he felt the warmth of the person's neck on his hand he looked over to see that it was a woman, white haired, attractive, well off and clean. She was like no villager he has help around here and her presence was stronger than the rest around him. Most knew about him and where he liked to enjoy his peace as he basked in the force. Was she directed here? Was she a friend or foe? As he made many enemies of the sith and dark-siders being famed as a sith hunter he had to take precaution.
"Who are you?" He said tightening his grip on her throat, but allowing enough air for her to breath and speak. "Why are you here?"
[member="Kitsune"] (hopefully this was good enough, I stink at intros)