The Mentor
[member="Aitis Powarth"]
'Betrayl, pain, regret.... A man walking away from the light to the twilight and growing small where once he stood tall, fiery wings consuming him... It's... Difficult to explain.... I am not exactly proficient of in control of these.... talents.... Yet. Especially not of this nature."
Gulping the water the young padawan gasped and drew ragged breaths, shuddering a bit as the pain and vision calmed and left his mind, trying to steady himself. At the current time it felt as if his nerves were raw, exposed, and on fire. Everything he saw was somehow brighter, to where he felt the almost reflexive need to cover non-existent eyes or squint. Instead he eyed the man, curiousity boiling over his control.
"Just who are you, sir?"
Joshua DragonsFlame
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The Jedi Master would listen carefully as the Padawan spoke, taking his words in, although at times he was grasping at mere straws for its meaning. But he nodded along as he tried to keep up best he could. He hoped the man was okay, at the very least. He was a little old looking for a Padawan, he noted. But he was one to talk at one point. He would then answer his question, of course.
"Jedi Master Joshua DragonsFlame" He would greet. "Not actually of this Order. Here as part of one of your alliances, but I was once a member here so I thought I would... Come home for a little while. While I do not agree with the Order's interests and direction, and they differ from mine, this has been my home for most of my life" He would speak. No reason not to be honest with the man.
"And you? What is your name?" He would ask.
'Betrayl, pain, regret.... A man walking away from the light to the twilight and growing small where once he stood tall, fiery wings consuming him... It's... Difficult to explain.... I am not exactly proficient of in control of these.... talents.... Yet. Especially not of this nature."
Gulping the water the young padawan gasped and drew ragged breaths, shuddering a bit as the pain and vision calmed and left his mind, trying to steady himself. At the current time it felt as if his nerves were raw, exposed, and on fire. Everything he saw was somehow brighter, to where he felt the almost reflexive need to cover non-existent eyes or squint. Instead he eyed the man, curiousity boiling over his control.
"Just who are you, sir?"
Joshua DragonsFlame
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The Jedi Master would listen carefully as the Padawan spoke, taking his words in, although at times he was grasping at mere straws for its meaning. But he nodded along as he tried to keep up best he could. He hoped the man was okay, at the very least. He was a little old looking for a Padawan, he noted. But he was one to talk at one point. He would then answer his question, of course.
"Jedi Master Joshua DragonsFlame" He would greet. "Not actually of this Order. Here as part of one of your alliances, but I was once a member here so I thought I would... Come home for a little while. While I do not agree with the Order's interests and direction, and they differ from mine, this has been my home for most of my life" He would speak. No reason not to be honest with the man.
"And you? What is your name?" He would ask.
