Falentra
Nouqai Veil
Falentra had fallen months ago, she was Nouqai Veil no longer. Her new home in the palace of alvaria, but she couldn't help but feel a natural longing to be in a place more familiar. She had grown a little homesick. When she heard that the main base would be evacuated soon due to the empire's invasion on neighbouring planets, Falentra had decided to go and visit the place, just one last time. The temple on Coruscant was where she had grew up on, who knew what might happen if the dark empire took over.
The amphibious thranta ship was parked in a yard a few blocks away. She knew the area near the temple like the back of her hand, however, unlike her time as a padawan, the tentacle haired teen couldn't stand out. The council would only know that Nouqai Veil was dead, a lie fabricated by her Jedi Master when they parted ways. And they could not know that she was alive. Instead, she utilitsed a skill she learnt from her new master, Force Cloak. Altering the light around her in away that she appeared almost invisible.
Hood over, Falentra moved on towards the large temple - it was quite the tourist attraction around, so it was very busy as usual.
Kyric
The amphibious thranta ship was parked in a yard a few blocks away. She knew the area near the temple like the back of her hand, however, unlike her time as a padawan, the tentacle haired teen couldn't stand out. The council would only know that Nouqai Veil was dead, a lie fabricated by her Jedi Master when they parted ways. And they could not know that she was alive. Instead, she utilitsed a skill she learnt from her new master, Force Cloak. Altering the light around her in away that she appeared almost invisible.
Hood over, Falentra moved on towards the large temple - it was quite the tourist attraction around, so it was very busy as usual.
Kyric