Ilwynog Cysgod
Spy With No Name
Ilwynog was conducted their first training session, they were interested in honing the Padawan skills in ways to make them skilled in the Silver Shadows if they chose to go down that route. Adjusting their armour and rough cloak, Ilwynog touched their helmet and paused, it was going to be a fun training session they had hoped. A game of chase, the young Padawans having to hunt down an object hidden from view, something they had hidden personally and ensured it would not be easy to locate the object. Ilwynog was not going to give any details about what the object was or where in the Temple and the surrounding area it could be. The idea would be to sense it and the students would know when they saw the item what they were meant to collect.
Standing in the middle of a hall, Ilwynog stretched their arms as they looked around. Visiting the Silver Rest between missions was always an interesting time. They were really the Jedi type, they wanted to support the Jedi but they were an ends justified the means type when it came to approaching information and dealing with missions. Ilwynog had their blaster pistols on their thighs as well as their single Lightsaber attached to their belt. A silver blade saber, it was unique colour but they didn't feel an alignment to one side of the Force and felt their Lightsaber should mirror that.
Hopefully some students would turn up.
Standing in the middle of a hall, Ilwynog stretched their arms as they looked around. Visiting the Silver Rest between missions was always an interesting time. They were really the Jedi type, they wanted to support the Jedi but they were an ends justified the means type when it came to approaching information and dealing with missions. Ilwynog had their blaster pistols on their thighs as well as their single Lightsaber attached to their belt. A silver blade saber, it was unique colour but they didn't feel an alignment to one side of the Force and felt their Lightsaber should mirror that.
Hopefully some students would turn up.