LEGACY
The wind howled, air heavy with the smell of rain. Distant lightning followed by rolling thunder. Hwo moved onward. He was close now, he could feel it. It had never been clear who was tracking who. What was clear is that they had found each other. The familiar hilt of his lightsaber gripped tightly in his right hand, the green blade yet to be ignited. His adversary would soon show their face.
ooc: Old fashioned duel, no need for backstory, short posts. Just working out the cobwebs and scratching an itch.
ooc: Old fashioned duel, no need for backstory, short posts. Just working out the cobwebs and scratching an itch.