Drusk Kothar
Character
SALEUCAMI
Silence befell the valley, and its high trees stood like spear-points against the low sun.
The silhouette of a seated figure became glass upon still waters. It was strange how even in a place of such tranquility, one might still find melancholia. Within the dark lakes of Saleucami, Drusk only saw so many fractured oceans.
Visions of a life long-past; of youth, hate, and fear. Regret still ate at his heart. This, he knew. And yet, of little else. The time had come for a teacher.
Where once there had been ignorance, blindness, the light of the Force would illuminate his way.
He needed only to learn how to walk its path, with the aid of a guiding hand.
[member="Jairdain"]
Silence befell the valley, and its high trees stood like spear-points against the low sun.
The silhouette of a seated figure became glass upon still waters. It was strange how even in a place of such tranquility, one might still find melancholia. Within the dark lakes of Saleucami, Drusk only saw so many fractured oceans.
Visions of a life long-past; of youth, hate, and fear. Regret still ate at his heart. This, he knew. And yet, of little else. The time had come for a teacher.
Where once there had been ignorance, blindness, the light of the Force would illuminate his way.
He needed only to learn how to walk its path, with the aid of a guiding hand.
[member="Jairdain"]