The Pilgrim
High on a hill in the middle of nowhere, Quill looked out across a frozen lake and made himself comfortable. He played with imagining pictures in the windswept ice. A pair of nested boulders made a seat and a shelter from the breeze's attempts to distract.
In due course he sank into the Force and reached out.
A new threat had prompted meetings and commitments and uncomfortable alliances. In response to a massacre at Polis Massa, leaders had asked Quill to try for a sense of where these new dark side marauders might strike next.
What would he see in the ice?
OOC/ Kyrel Ren Pheretha Ren Khohnuirrann Stormmantle XXXVI Rul Tondar The Seer Shade of Decay Eschara Ren Firrerreo If any of you feel like tossing in scraps of visions, things Quill might glimpse or intuit or even interact with from afar, go nuts. This is all remote, just a hermit trying for a vision.
In due course he sank into the Force and reached out.
A new threat had prompted meetings and commitments and uncomfortable alliances. In response to a massacre at Polis Massa, leaders had asked Quill to try for a sense of where these new dark side marauders might strike next.
What would he see in the ice?
OOC/ Kyrel Ren Pheretha Ren Khohnuirrann Stormmantle XXXVI Rul Tondar The Seer Shade of Decay Eschara Ren Firrerreo If any of you feel like tossing in scraps of visions, things Quill might glimpse or intuit or even interact with from afar, go nuts. This is all remote, just a hermit trying for a vision.