Valsion
RETIRED
SPIRA

The Point
The resort planet was as inviting as the name implied, and twice as breathtaking. Large bodies of water covered the planet's surface while islands of all shapes and sizes were scattered across, creating a jigsaw of a landscape. High-class resorts and spas were the default on a planet where the air was fresh and the water was crystal clear. The sunsets and sunrises alone were enough to make people want to relax and stay fixated on the natural beauty forever. That was only part of the allure though, the real bank here was the tourist attractions, like the Plunge, where a three level casino was the main attraction in a city built on luxury, relaxation and the almighty credit. The Tourist Guild had done wonders here, and they continued to bring in profit every Standard year as people from all across the Galaxy congregated for a brief respite of pleasure and fun. There were those however that were not as interested in living the 'high life' as well as some that were not fortunate to have the credits to spend.
Sion fell into one of those camps, but his personal ideals about money, fame, and prestige were set aside for a nobler pursuit. For the will of the Force, he would travel to any destination it led him to. This one happened to be a little different than his earlier travels. It had not started where he currently sat ; on the bluff of The Point. This had started in a diner a ways away in which he met someone only briefly that had caught his eye and his ear. The Echani knew he wasn't going to have the type of conversation he wanted to have in such a crowded and ultimately violent atmosphere. He had broken company for that exact reason and had taken a journey to a far more interesting climate. The feel of a tiled floor and plush seats were somewhat foreign to the wandering warrior, and he preferred a more natural setting.
The Point was the southernmost cape on the largest island of Spira. The two ocean currents of the planet met here with violent and intriguing patterns in the frothy water. The current surged in two opposing directions, and met with crash after crash of the waves far below the bluff. Seated on the cliff's edge facing the water below, a calm and pleasant wind soothingly caressed his snow white locks. Seated in the lotus position with his sword sheathed and resting in the grass before him, both hands resting palm down on his kneecaps while the Echani's silver hued gaze watched over the water as it swayed and ebbed and battled itself in a continual struggle. The islands were not very vast on this planet, and were mostly a string of smaller ones in a row, the curved around the current itself. It was said that sailors that could brave The Point's harsh conditions were worthy seamen and would do fare well in any nautical adventure. The Eshan native had not done much boating himself, as he preferred the open expanse of space to fly in, however he did on occasion enjoy a good swim.
For now though he waited, and watched the water. The Force had guided him here to connect with someone, to learn another lesson of it's infinite wisdom, and to pass along any knowledge of his own that it saw fit to deliver. He was a conduit of the Force, a branch of it's life-giving tree, offering the fruit of it's power to those seeking it. A vessel to be of use to that great cosmic Force that had given him so much. He was confident and at peace, that at the right time, the moment of opportunity would open, and he would step through that door to minister as the will of the Force saw fit.
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