Gaia Sunaris Cadera
It's a cat-astrophe!
Beth stood outside of her ship, the Vigilant Envoy, as she peered towards Mandalore. It always made her feel small when she could actually see her home. Whether in orbit, or on Concord Dawn, it really put things into perspective. There was a great big galaxy and she was but a small dust in the grand schemes of things. But man, was everything just so beautiful from here. Her eyes moved towards the small town – the home place of Clan Gred.
She was visiting Clan Gred for one main reason – combat training, and maybe some Force training too. How did she manage to get herself into such training? Well, she was chatting with a guard, who said what Clan Gred specialized… And then, she was here on an offer to be taught. Her last personal trainer pushed a bit too hard, though. Her Eldorai blood in her made her skin sensitive, her pain tolerance was… Pretty bad. She tried to stay out of any physical confrontations due to this but she knew she would eventually have to be inside a close combat range. And she needed to be able to defend herself.
Beth was not in her beskar’gam but it was carefully packed in a suitcase she had brought. She wasn’t sure if she would be wearing it during the first lessons or not, so she chose to wear comfortable attire of jeans, a gray shirt, and a black jacket. Simple, easy, and easily changeable. It would be easy enough to put the beskar'gam on if she needed to, anyway. Plus, she preferred traveling in more comfortable clothes than armor.
In either case, the young woman took a deep breath as she began to head towards the address given. It was morning, so the temperature was comfortable. She took a deep breath as she came up to the door to the house she was directed too. She had never met this individual but she had heard her mom talk about him a couple times. Time would tell if they would get along or not.
[member="Mig Gred"]
She was visiting Clan Gred for one main reason – combat training, and maybe some Force training too. How did she manage to get herself into such training? Well, she was chatting with a guard, who said what Clan Gred specialized… And then, she was here on an offer to be taught. Her last personal trainer pushed a bit too hard, though. Her Eldorai blood in her made her skin sensitive, her pain tolerance was… Pretty bad. She tried to stay out of any physical confrontations due to this but she knew she would eventually have to be inside a close combat range. And she needed to be able to defend herself.
Beth was not in her beskar’gam but it was carefully packed in a suitcase she had brought. She wasn’t sure if she would be wearing it during the first lessons or not, so she chose to wear comfortable attire of jeans, a gray shirt, and a black jacket. Simple, easy, and easily changeable. It would be easy enough to put the beskar'gam on if she needed to, anyway. Plus, she preferred traveling in more comfortable clothes than armor.
In either case, the young woman took a deep breath as she began to head towards the address given. It was morning, so the temperature was comfortable. She took a deep breath as she came up to the door to the house she was directed too. She had never met this individual but she had heard her mom talk about him a couple times. Time would tell if they would get along or not.
[member="Mig Gred"]