Edric Vanyan
The Historian King
@[member="Spencer Jacobs"]
Arthur breathed in and let out a long breath, he was far from home and as such dressed in armor with robes that he had taken to wearing in model of the Sith and Jedi that he had studied up on. Today he had come to meet one Spence Jacobs, a high ranking member of the Lords of the Fringe, and he was worried that a thousand different outcomes would occur. At his waist, hidden by the robes, was a longsword that could be ionized to hold off the energy of a saber for a few blows but afterwards would act like a vibrosword, and a lightsaber he had borrowed which hung near the small of his back out of sight. Now he stood here though, lost and confused hoping the woman he was suppose to meet was nearby.
Arthur breathed in and let out a long breath, he was far from home and as such dressed in armor with robes that he had taken to wearing in model of the Sith and Jedi that he had studied up on. Today he had come to meet one Spence Jacobs, a high ranking member of the Lords of the Fringe, and he was worried that a thousand different outcomes would occur. At his waist, hidden by the robes, was a longsword that could be ionized to hold off the energy of a saber for a few blows but afterwards would act like a vibrosword, and a lightsaber he had borrowed which hung near the small of his back out of sight. Now he stood here though, lost and confused hoping the woman he was suppose to meet was nearby.