Blood on the Leaves
Eshan
A place that the young Inquisitor had often heard mention of whenever some stranger would attempt to find some spot of conversation when they noticed the pale locks of the Knight, and undoubtedly where her lineage came from. It was a weird feeling to visit a home that you've never known, a sense of relief clashing against the unusual feeling of being surrounded by thousands of people with the same features that had days ago allowed Jorryn to appear as unique. She gazed outwards towards the city bathed in moonlight, a sneer coming across her face as she saw the streets still packed.
The Sith had been hoping the streets would be sparser to let her sneak through on her pilgrimage, allowing her slip through to travel the world uninterrupted. Despite the strength of dark side forces throughout the galaxy, Jorryn was unsure about the general attitude towards Sith. Unfortunately Jorryn still hadn't learned how to hide the touch of the Dark Side like Samka Derith had shown her, so her eyes still glowed golden. Stepping down from the ramp, the Sith pulled her hood further down from the brim to cover her face. Though she had always felt a strong pride in showing the flair of the corruptions of her alignment, the Inquisitor thought it best not to draw attention outside her own government's sphere of influence.
As the Echani's boots went from the ramp to the pavement she felt a familiar pull of the force point her towards the palace in the distance, similar to the sensation that had called the girl to Eshan in the first place. The darkness helped enough for Jorryn to hide her eyes from the public still gathering around in the moonlight as she made her way to the capitol building in the distance. A knot began tying itself in the knight's stomach as she drew nearer and nearer, a tinge of regret for not putting in more homework about the ruling class and their ties. The Knight knew that the current Matriarch was [member="Spencer Jacobs"], but what she had thought about the Sith and their Empire was completely unknown to Jorryn. Still she began ascending the stairs towards the palace, yellow eyes piercing through the darkness as she grew nearer to the gates.
A place that the young Inquisitor had often heard mention of whenever some stranger would attempt to find some spot of conversation when they noticed the pale locks of the Knight, and undoubtedly where her lineage came from. It was a weird feeling to visit a home that you've never known, a sense of relief clashing against the unusual feeling of being surrounded by thousands of people with the same features that had days ago allowed Jorryn to appear as unique. She gazed outwards towards the city bathed in moonlight, a sneer coming across her face as she saw the streets still packed.
The Sith had been hoping the streets would be sparser to let her sneak through on her pilgrimage, allowing her slip through to travel the world uninterrupted. Despite the strength of dark side forces throughout the galaxy, Jorryn was unsure about the general attitude towards Sith. Unfortunately Jorryn still hadn't learned how to hide the touch of the Dark Side like Samka Derith had shown her, so her eyes still glowed golden. Stepping down from the ramp, the Sith pulled her hood further down from the brim to cover her face. Though she had always felt a strong pride in showing the flair of the corruptions of her alignment, the Inquisitor thought it best not to draw attention outside her own government's sphere of influence.
As the Echani's boots went from the ramp to the pavement she felt a familiar pull of the force point her towards the palace in the distance, similar to the sensation that had called the girl to Eshan in the first place. The darkness helped enough for Jorryn to hide her eyes from the public still gathering around in the moonlight as she made her way to the capitol building in the distance. A knot began tying itself in the knight's stomach as she drew nearer and nearer, a tinge of regret for not putting in more homework about the ruling class and their ties. The Knight knew that the current Matriarch was [member="Spencer Jacobs"], but what she had thought about the Sith and their Empire was completely unknown to Jorryn. Still she began ascending the stairs towards the palace, yellow eyes piercing through the darkness as she grew nearer to the gates.
