Helios was having an off day. Which even more sadly was a good thing. He wandered quietly through the dense vegetation of the part of Commenor he often refrained from heading towards. However, at the moment he was drawn towards it. He wasn't inclined to ignite it on fire, nor was he interested in enslaving the plants to serve his will. Instead he found he merely enjoyed their existence. Helios wasn't sure if that annoyed him or fascinated him. He was however used to multiple opinions. He wasn't too concerned about the conflict of interests.
It was when the dense forestry opened to a conclave. That Helios understood he was drawn here for th first time. In the distant surrounding area, Helios felt the force was strongly present. More so Helios saw a group of individuals working to design something. A beggining to something and begginings could be very good. Helios could sense an array of dark and light, and the individuals seemed to tolerate if not thrive from one another's presence. Helios himself walked a bit of both sides despite leaning towards the darker ends. He decided to approach the main center.
Helios for sake of peace, and not being suicicdal. Kept his unique pair of lightsabers sheathed. When he felt he was welcomed. Perhaps he would reveal he had functioning blades. Perhaps even find a teacher who could help him better use them, and teach him new techniques of the force. He supposed only time could tell the answer to his thoughts.
It was when the dense forestry opened to a conclave. That Helios understood he was drawn here for th first time. In the distant surrounding area, Helios felt the force was strongly present. More so Helios saw a group of individuals working to design something. A beggining to something and begginings could be very good. Helios could sense an array of dark and light, and the individuals seemed to tolerate if not thrive from one another's presence. Helios himself walked a bit of both sides despite leaning towards the darker ends. He decided to approach the main center.
Helios for sake of peace, and not being suicicdal. Kept his unique pair of lightsabers sheathed. When he felt he was welcomed. Perhaps he would reveal he had functioning blades. Perhaps even find a teacher who could help him better use them, and teach him new techniques of the force. He supposed only time could tell the answer to his thoughts.