Jaster Awaud
Elder of Clan Awaud

Jaster was sitting in his Viceroy Office within the Conglomerate Trade Plaza, he was buried under a pile of papers that were to forgive the allies for the limited ships they had. He hopped today that would change, but there was still some time before his meeting with [member="Animus Malgus"] was to occur.
Jaster stood from his office chair and looked into the skyline of the capital city of Val'hala, Olympus. It had just become a level city like that of Coruscant, and Jaster was becoming a accustom of the urban life of the planet. Jaster of course was busy with work so he could never truely enjoy the nightlife, but he could see the clubs from his vantage in the center building.
Jaster office was pretty average, as his assistant decorated it and Jaster just got use to it before he knew it. It had wooden bookcases filled with philosophy and historical data books. A large PlasmaGlass stood behind Jasters desk and overlooked the city. There were chairs in front of Jaster wooden desk that was mounted to the floor, they seemed to be fabricated and comfortable to those of the metal ones in most offices. The door and entrance were not glass but of dark wood painted over with a metallic gray to bounce the sunlight thought the office.
As Jaster stood looking over the city his assistant Dar'Tair entered the room. "Sir, your guest has arrived."
Jaster nodded and she went to retrieve the young man to take him to Jaster office, Jaster took a seat before he could arrive.