Shaddi
King of Shawken
Location: Coruscant's Lower levels.
The robed figure walked out of the elevator to the dreary place that was the lower levels of the Coruscant. A few of the impoverished looked up at the miralukan half-breed who only saw them as phantoms among a translucent and opaque world that he always saw through the force. His robe was a little tattered at the ends as he looked around, much to the confusion of those walking passed him and didn't know about miralukan sight, since he had blindfolds over his eyes. The wind made a soft howl as it raced through the hollow and the few open spaces that dotted the glimmering towers of Coruscant's building spires.
Walking along he saw a dead blind man in a corner, well he guessed that given the man had a staff like that, with the force he moved the staff into his hand and began walking along his way. He maintained his illusion of blindness with the way he looked around before a pleasant scent caught his attention and he saw a food stall as the source of the scent. Walking up to it the large stall he noticed the owner, a Besalisk seeming to be coming into his middle ages, he moved to sit on one of the empty seats that were in the side of the food stall. He ordered something that the man recommended to him, still playing the part of a blind man, and what he got was a Frizze beverage along with a long banquette like bread filled with different foodstuffs most of which was meat.
The robed figure walked out of the elevator to the dreary place that was the lower levels of the Coruscant. A few of the impoverished looked up at the miralukan half-breed who only saw them as phantoms among a translucent and opaque world that he always saw through the force. His robe was a little tattered at the ends as he looked around, much to the confusion of those walking passed him and didn't know about miralukan sight, since he had blindfolds over his eyes. The wind made a soft howl as it raced through the hollow and the few open spaces that dotted the glimmering towers of Coruscant's building spires.
Walking along he saw a dead blind man in a corner, well he guessed that given the man had a staff like that, with the force he moved the staff into his hand and began walking along his way. He maintained his illusion of blindness with the way he looked around before a pleasant scent caught his attention and he saw a food stall as the source of the scent. Walking up to it the large stall he noticed the owner, a Besalisk seeming to be coming into his middle ages, he moved to sit on one of the empty seats that were in the side of the food stall. He ordered something that the man recommended to him, still playing the part of a blind man, and what he got was a Frizze beverage along with a long banquette like bread filled with different foodstuffs most of which was meat.