Mierin had always liked dungeons.
Ever since she had been a girl, playing within her fathers palace she had always enjoyed the darker recesses, and indeed that love still hung true. As she wandered through the lower reaches of the Imperial Palace she felt a sense of peace extend over her, a smile forming on her face as she wandered into the prison and found her way to the cells there.
One of the guards stopped her, asking her for her lightsaber and anything else dangerous. She peered at him, a simple even stare that made him take a step back.
With her things still upon her person Mierin passed the checkpoint and entered the cell area of the Imperial Palace, where captured Jedi and other important beings were kept. Rounding corner after maze like corner Mierin made her way to one cell in particular. It was unassuming, and utterly the same as every other cell. The only difference was its occupant.
The woman inside had asked for a chat.
That in it of itself was rather strange when it came to Jedi, the ones that they had captured usually remained starkly silent, answering only with 'you bloody Sith all deserve to die'. When asked anything, this one however, wanted to talk.
Stopping before the cell Mierin keyed in the command codes, and the door slowly slid open to reveal [member="Avalore Eden"].
Ever since she had been a girl, playing within her fathers palace she had always enjoyed the darker recesses, and indeed that love still hung true. As she wandered through the lower reaches of the Imperial Palace she felt a sense of peace extend over her, a smile forming on her face as she wandered into the prison and found her way to the cells there.
One of the guards stopped her, asking her for her lightsaber and anything else dangerous. She peered at him, a simple even stare that made him take a step back.
With her things still upon her person Mierin passed the checkpoint and entered the cell area of the Imperial Palace, where captured Jedi and other important beings were kept. Rounding corner after maze like corner Mierin made her way to one cell in particular. It was unassuming, and utterly the same as every other cell. The only difference was its occupant.
The woman inside had asked for a chat.
That in it of itself was rather strange when it came to Jedi, the ones that they had captured usually remained starkly silent, answering only with 'you bloody Sith all deserve to die'. When asked anything, this one however, wanted to talk.
Stopping before the cell Mierin keyed in the command codes, and the door slowly slid open to reveal [member="Avalore Eden"].