Mak Manto
Master Sorcerer
Ossus - Jedi Temple
Snoring loudly, bottles of scotch were strewn around the floor as he mumbled in his sleep, a hangover trying to creep on him. With Morgana no longer his apprentice, Mak had decided to pick up more Jedi for training, be it as apprentices or just for knowledge.
However, in the last few days, he had become depressed with what had happened. Ergo, the drinking had become even worse than it was normally. It was so bad that he had forgotten of the meeting he was supposed to have with Kal'n Drasco...
Snoring loudly, bottles of scotch were strewn around the floor as he mumbled in his sleep, a hangover trying to creep on him. With Morgana no longer his apprentice, Mak had decided to pick up more Jedi for training, be it as apprentices or just for knowledge.
However, in the last few days, he had become depressed with what had happened. Ergo, the drinking had become even worse than it was normally. It was so bad that he had forgotten of the meeting he was supposed to have with Kal'n Drasco...