Sheff Zee
Active Member
It was him and his Master, [member="Nemene Talith"] landing their starship upon the planet of Dantooine. They were there so that they may find crystals in the Crystal Caves upon the planet and construct Aeon's lightsaber for him. Or construct several. Or, better yet, just hoarding them because you could do that when you're a Sith.
It had been recently that he had gained his promotion to Sith Knight within the ranks of the New Order, but his one true Master was still Nemene Talith, and she was still the one that he spent most of his time training with, when he wasn't with the New Order, or just journeying around the Galaxy on his own. He had a lightsaber that he had procured from his time with the New Order, but it wasn't his, he had just taken it from the armoury of one of the planets in the New Order's influence, and decided to make it his until the time had come that he wanted to make his own.
He had always wanted to make his own lightsaber, but he had never felt too inclined in doing so. Until now. So when the ramp of their ship opened up, the newly made Sith Knight strolled down the ramp as if he owned the planet already, the black cylindrical object that was his borrowed lightsaber bouncing off of his waist, and his Master descending behind him maybe, he was ready to get his crystals.
"We landed close by. It should only be a few minutes if we run." He said, clearly speaking about using the Force, and quite possibly just wanting to race his Master there. A childish want, but he wanted to see at how far he had progressed in his Apprenticeship to her, and his training from multiple Masters across the Galaxy.
His footsteps were already becoming longer and he was starting to move into a light jog before he let the Force take him and push him into the Force speed that he wanted.
It had been recently that he had gained his promotion to Sith Knight within the ranks of the New Order, but his one true Master was still Nemene Talith, and she was still the one that he spent most of his time training with, when he wasn't with the New Order, or just journeying around the Galaxy on his own. He had a lightsaber that he had procured from his time with the New Order, but it wasn't his, he had just taken it from the armoury of one of the planets in the New Order's influence, and decided to make it his until the time had come that he wanted to make his own.
He had always wanted to make his own lightsaber, but he had never felt too inclined in doing so. Until now. So when the ramp of their ship opened up, the newly made Sith Knight strolled down the ramp as if he owned the planet already, the black cylindrical object that was his borrowed lightsaber bouncing off of his waist, and his Master descending behind him maybe, he was ready to get his crystals.
"We landed close by. It should only be a few minutes if we run." He said, clearly speaking about using the Force, and quite possibly just wanting to race his Master there. A childish want, but he wanted to see at how far he had progressed in his Apprenticeship to her, and his training from multiple Masters across the Galaxy.
His footsteps were already becoming longer and he was starting to move into a light jog before he let the Force take him and push him into the Force speed that he wanted.