WolfMortum
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The Academy of Skye,
0700 GST.
The dark silhouette of the Knight of Ran stood upon the cusp of the landing pad, head raised and eclipsing the sun as it sought to rise from beyond the mountain ranges; through the black visor of his Helm he watched as the designated transport descended towards the overhang for which the new initiates of the Order of Ren would step forward into their new lives. As was typical for Caehl, his black robes draped over his Armor, his hood sagging around his head and loosely falling to the back of his feet to envelope his form in discretion of his natural features; the Knights of Ren all known for their rather dark persona and representation of the one Supreme Leader of the First Order, [member="Sieger Ren"].
Today was not of his usual dealings, word had reached him from the upper echelon that they were to be receiving an interesting group into the fold today; among them a notable associate to the Sith Empire, they of whom the First Order Security Bureau had a fair handle on when it become of such persons entering into Imperial Space such as theirs. As a ranking member of the Order, Caehl Ren stood with his hands behind his back, watching as the vessel descended unto the surface, the rush of air from the repulsorlifts causing his robes to catch in the gust and be blown back behind him to reveal his lightsaber and heavier attire beneath.
It was presumed that this [member="Elensa Jari"] sought to become one of them, having been pointed in the direction of the rest of her peers and soon to become Disciples of the Supreme Leader's vision for the Galaxy, she was to be gauged in her initial days in order to ensure there be no threat of infiltration even from those considered allies beyond the grasp of official documentation and politics.
Filing out of the small craft, those who would step before him would each meet with the silent visage of his mask, he neglecting all but the face of Elensa for whom he had been briefed about prior to his venture to the world of Skye. Apparently mute according to her file, yet too experienced within the Force, to what degree the Caehl would find out on his own. Were she to prove loyal then perhaps she would become a defined presence among them, yet were she to justify distrust among them, Caehl would be tasked with the responsibility of handling the situation one way or another.
0700 GST.
The dark silhouette of the Knight of Ran stood upon the cusp of the landing pad, head raised and eclipsing the sun as it sought to rise from beyond the mountain ranges; through the black visor of his Helm he watched as the designated transport descended towards the overhang for which the new initiates of the Order of Ren would step forward into their new lives. As was typical for Caehl, his black robes draped over his Armor, his hood sagging around his head and loosely falling to the back of his feet to envelope his form in discretion of his natural features; the Knights of Ren all known for their rather dark persona and representation of the one Supreme Leader of the First Order, [member="Sieger Ren"].
Today was not of his usual dealings, word had reached him from the upper echelon that they were to be receiving an interesting group into the fold today; among them a notable associate to the Sith Empire, they of whom the First Order Security Bureau had a fair handle on when it become of such persons entering into Imperial Space such as theirs. As a ranking member of the Order, Caehl Ren stood with his hands behind his back, watching as the vessel descended unto the surface, the rush of air from the repulsorlifts causing his robes to catch in the gust and be blown back behind him to reveal his lightsaber and heavier attire beneath.
It was presumed that this [member="Elensa Jari"] sought to become one of them, having been pointed in the direction of the rest of her peers and soon to become Disciples of the Supreme Leader's vision for the Galaxy, she was to be gauged in her initial days in order to ensure there be no threat of infiltration even from those considered allies beyond the grasp of official documentation and politics.
Filing out of the small craft, those who would step before him would each meet with the silent visage of his mask, he neglecting all but the face of Elensa for whom he had been briefed about prior to his venture to the world of Skye. Apparently mute according to her file, yet too experienced within the Force, to what degree the Caehl would find out on his own. Were she to prove loyal then perhaps she would become a defined presence among them, yet were she to justify distrust among them, Caehl would be tasked with the responsibility of handling the situation one way or another.