Bad Kitty
V O S S
VOSS-KA MOUNTAINS
The was a light mist as the sun began to settle behind the mountains.
The Jedi knight standing there, looking out into that wild frontier, was ever the same and yet ever changed. No longer a boy, the Nautolan had grown into a young man. He wore the formal attire he'd become familiar with during his time apprenticed to the countess of Rosedge. The green head-tails were loosely tied back, tailing over the shoulders and down the back of a resplendent white coat that was articulately decorated and accented in a vibrant red.
The curved handle of his lightsaber hung ceremoniously at his side, the hilt ornately wrapped in gold cord, with an intricate sword knot cinching the symbol of a Jedi Knight to the belt.
They had discussed a variety of places where they could have married. Exotic locales, places steeped in the rich history and tradition of the Jedi Order they had both sworn their lives to, or familial places. In the end, the simplest solution proved to be the one they could both agree upon. Voss was where they had met. A long, long time ago.
A tale as old as time. A story about a boy, who met a girl. And the two had been friends ever since.
They still were, and that was the best part.
~ [member="Sia Ike"] ~
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