Lydeck
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He had finally made it to the training center. Brahlis was tired and slightly fatigued from his journey here but he was not about to pass up training from one of the Factions top brass. It was not what he expected to say the least, a far cry from the Republic Armies facilities yet it carried the same aura of hardship, of comradery and knowledge. The Kiffar sighed as he took his first steps. He knew his weaknesses, though he did not like to admit it, and was willing to put in the extra blood and sweat in order to minimize his downfalls. This was easier said than done.
He took the time to scope his surroundings. The grounds were still stained with bodily fluid exchanged between training regimes no doubt consisting of friendly, yet rigorous, spars and formation training. In a long time he felt as if he was home, somewhere familiar in the expansiveness that was the Galaxy. He waited for his tutor to arrive. Brahlis made it his duty to be punctual and then some as it displayed positive characteristics and eagerness to learn. He wondered to himself how eager he would be once he was covered in cuts and bruises. The Kiffar chuckled at the thought. He relished it.
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He took the time to scope his surroundings. The grounds were still stained with bodily fluid exchanged between training regimes no doubt consisting of friendly, yet rigorous, spars and formation training. In a long time he felt as if he was home, somewhere familiar in the expansiveness that was the Galaxy. He waited for his tutor to arrive. Brahlis made it his duty to be punctual and then some as it displayed positive characteristics and eagerness to learn. He wondered to himself how eager he would be once he was covered in cuts and bruises. The Kiffar chuckled at the thought. He relished it.
[Member=Noah Corek]