The beast growled lowly at him standing by what probably was it's master the winged woman by the name of Morrigan. The beast stood only but an inch taller than he did but it was large in frame, more so than healthy, it's physiology seemed awkward but it didn't mean it wasn't dangerous, he saw the saber staff in it's grasp ready for battle as though as it had some sort of formal training. That was yet to be determined true or false. He felt the aura of the beast measured his threat level from there. A low-medium, the bigger they were, the easier to make them fall. In an instant a boy of silver hair appeared that looked vaguely similar to an old padawan of his, asking who he was. Jericho merely ignored him and merely analyzed the situation at hand and everyone around them that seemingly just wanted to appear out of the wood work. The silver haired boy stood shortest though it wasn't by much give or take a few inches. Of the three males, he also with the smallest frame in comparison, then telling by his voice and the way he talked he had to be youngest of the males. Jericho felt the boy's level or aura as well, then determined the threat level from him as well. Low.
He did the same with the winged woman who felt the need to openly mock and play with him. It seemed that she didn't realize, aside from the beast that stood next to her and the Katar that was tending to her bird, that she looked as though she was part of this dark forest. He measured her energies as well as the katar's both threat levels to him were low as well. He quickly analyzed the situation if they had the need to all attack him at once, he thought of tactics in his head, such as the head-on approach or the environment approach. The threat level of all of them doing so was....Also low. Sometimes, when it came to battle and decisive victories, he seemed more robot than a beast or man. He listened to the woman's second statement and she seemed to fail to feel the sith signature disappear, maybe she wasn't in tuned or maybe she was more focused on her bird to realize. But all the same, she seemed more fool than anything else to him.
None of these people seemed to be of any use to getting a better layout of the forest for him it seemed and time would be hard to tell within the shadow forests of Kashyyyk seeing as there was no light. So instead of further speaking with the ragtag group of rouges and beast, the man merely turned his back to them and began walking away. He was far from the type to play games. It's was then he heard the saber activate behind and him and the boy saying that he had enough of this. Jericho felt no dark aura from any of them, so he wouldn't kill them but he did not enjoy being threatened and that's what it sounded like. He looked over the shoulder, the boy moved from his lay back spot and the beast activated his purple lightsaber. A double bladed saber huh? He had one too on top of his other two single edge and it has been a while since he used it. He took it out and it's yellow glow took hold of the surrounding darkness. "I will say this once. Lower your weapon, beast or I will consider you all threats." He said with a stunning display of skill going into a shien stance. If the armor and battle torn robes as well as the mask, did not give them the vibe already, he has been part of many battles and wars, he has been training since he was a child, if they wanted a fight, they were going to get one.
