Kilrys wandered the silent halls of the Sith Assassin's temple on Malif's Cove. He only carried a dagger and his hidden blade, he hadn't yet been through the trials to achieve his lightsaber. He wandered into the training arena and took a deep breath, he was beginning his training in the Force.
He had been trained in several several forms of combat as he was born to be an assassin but in his later years his hunger for revenge and soup had caused his form to be sloppier and his actions had become flashy and not as focused as they should be.
Kilrys walked to the central training grounds, he removed the cloak and tighten his belt. He didn't want his cloak to tangle his movements and restrict his flexibility. He looked around and took a deep breath, withdrawing his dagger in his left hand and released the blade hidden in his right forearm. He sighed, he hadn't used more traditional blades like swords due to the fact they aren't the weapons of an assassin, even one as insane as Kilrys.
[member="Darth Ferus"]
He had been trained in several several forms of combat as he was born to be an assassin but in his later years his hunger for revenge and soup had caused his form to be sloppier and his actions had become flashy and not as focused as they should be.
Kilrys walked to the central training grounds, he removed the cloak and tighten his belt. He didn't want his cloak to tangle his movements and restrict his flexibility. He looked around and took a deep breath, withdrawing his dagger in his left hand and released the blade hidden in his right forearm. He sighed, he hadn't used more traditional blades like swords due to the fact they aren't the weapons of an assassin, even one as insane as Kilrys.
[member="Darth Ferus"]