Neiros Starwind
Fun little lollipop triple dipped in psycho.
As most, if not all, of the friends of Ryn'Dhal filed out of the room, the scoundrel wearily slid down into a seat. A bottle of Corellian ale was brought in by one of the serving droids. The rogue would heave another sigh, popping the bottle open, and slowly draw from the bottle. He was entirely too sober for this. He hated feeling bad for others. He hated charity work. He hated weakness. He simply hated. But, above all of this, he hated himself. How could he have done all he had done. Having witnessed all he had, shared what he shared, at the hands of that Sith sorceress.
He knew what he'd done in the past was 'wrong', but it didn't effect him, so what was the big deal? But, the sights, and treatment, he received during his incarceration on that ship.... His eyes had opened. It'll take time. A lot of time. But maybe... just maybe.... It was time to turn things around....
A weak smile played across the smugglers lips, as the bottle lifted slightly towards his lips again. "Maybe tomorrow.... it is, after all, another day...."
[member=James Justice] | [member=Ultimatum] | [member=Lady Kay] | [member=Cathbodua]
He knew what he'd done in the past was 'wrong', but it didn't effect him, so what was the big deal? But, the sights, and treatment, he received during his incarceration on that ship.... His eyes had opened. It'll take time. A lot of time. But maybe... just maybe.... It was time to turn things around....
A weak smile played across the smugglers lips, as the bottle lifted slightly towards his lips again. "Maybe tomorrow.... it is, after all, another day...."
[member=James Justice] | [member=Ultimatum] | [member=Lady Kay] | [member=Cathbodua]
My intent is for this to be Neiros' last post. You guys may roleplay out however you want to the process of getting to Neiros, but regardless, that leg of the kitty-boy's story takes place here: LINK. Looking forward to seeing y'all on Tash-Taral!
