St0rmSlaSh
Never Underestimate a Good Bottle of Whiskey
Now that Taunwe was free of the Kunri realm, he was free to do whatever he wanted. Although, all he ever really wanted right now was to lay his eyes on his wife again. But he knew that would not happen. Now, he was travelling from planet to planet hoping to find any clue about what had happened during his leaving. Apparently the Jedi were close to extinction when this, "Clone Wars" had ended and an empire reigned supreme. Then another so-called empire called The First Order has replaced the destroyed empire and so on and so forth.
So, I guess it was the Sith who won that war. Taunwe thought. He knew of course that the true war against good and evil would never cease, so he thought about what might happen in the future now.
He was now in a cantina on Coruscant, visiting the underworld to gain more perception of the past. A lot of people were staring at him. Here he was, an old man going on about what happened in the past 800 or so years. He could have went to other place, like the temple. But he did not want to risk going into the building, he felt he was not ready to go into there.
Not yet. After much more mortification, Taunwe sat down in a booth to get his thoughts together. He suddenly remembered something! He and his master knew Nerog, an Anzati smuggler. He was an old friend of his master. Last time he met him he was on Ilum, but that planet is just made of ice! Maybe he may be around the crystal cave? Who knows, but that's the only lead Taunwe he would probably get on the alien. He got up from his seat and headed toward the exit...
[member="Sulen Dewan"]
[member="Alexandra Feanor"]
So, I guess it was the Sith who won that war. Taunwe thought. He knew of course that the true war against good and evil would never cease, so he thought about what might happen in the future now.
He was now in a cantina on Coruscant, visiting the underworld to gain more perception of the past. A lot of people were staring at him. Here he was, an old man going on about what happened in the past 800 or so years. He could have went to other place, like the temple. But he did not want to risk going into the building, he felt he was not ready to go into there.
Not yet. After much more mortification, Taunwe sat down in a booth to get his thoughts together. He suddenly remembered something! He and his master knew Nerog, an Anzati smuggler. He was an old friend of his master. Last time he met him he was on Ilum, but that planet is just made of ice! Maybe he may be around the crystal cave? Who knows, but that's the only lead Taunwe he would probably get on the alien. He got up from his seat and headed toward the exit...
[member="Sulen Dewan"]
[member="Alexandra Feanor"]