Arlo Renard
Chaldean Mystic
Aerial Arts, Denon
The studio was a little hard to find, but Kai was persistent. After a few wrong turns he eventually located the entrance and descended into the underground.
A vast open area filled with exercise mats and equipment greeted him. His footsteps echoed, the noise puncturing the silence. Nobody else seemed to be around.
Well, no harm in waiting for a bit. He’d tracked Dag all the way here, and he wasn’t about to give up just because the Jedi Knight wasn’t home.
Within minutes, he started to become distracted by all the stuff around him. Like a little kid in a toy store, Kai simply couldn’t help himself. He was naturally curious, and the surplus of interesting items in the studio was enough to keep him preoccupied for hours.
It should come as no surprise that he managed to get a little… caught up in one of the trapezes hanging from the ceiling. Certainly, he would’ve found a way out of the entanglement eventually, but as luck would have it, his timing was poor. He was still scrambling to free himself when he heard a door open.
The studio was a little hard to find, but Kai was persistent. After a few wrong turns he eventually located the entrance and descended into the underground.
A vast open area filled with exercise mats and equipment greeted him. His footsteps echoed, the noise puncturing the silence. Nobody else seemed to be around.
Well, no harm in waiting for a bit. He’d tracked Dag all the way here, and he wasn’t about to give up just because the Jedi Knight wasn’t home.
Within minutes, he started to become distracted by all the stuff around him. Like a little kid in a toy store, Kai simply couldn’t help himself. He was naturally curious, and the surplus of interesting items in the studio was enough to keep him preoccupied for hours.
It should come as no surprise that he managed to get a little… caught up in one of the trapezes hanging from the ceiling. Certainly, he would’ve found a way out of the entanglement eventually, but as luck would have it, his timing was poor. He was still scrambling to free himself when he heard a door open.
