Jairdain
Lady of Juniper
It had been a good amount of time since Jairdain had last been on Iridonia. During a point in her life when her emotions were askew and she was falling apart. She had thought running and hiding would solve her issues, then she had turned to drink, drugs and sleeping around. Eventually, something had snapped within her and she had run one last time.
Her journey had taken her many places and now she was whole again, she returned to her familiar home here. Wanting to get everything back into order and repair, she finished where it had started.
The dust of time had accumulated on her items and her property was in disrepair. Setting about cleaning her home first, when she felt it had been accomplished to her liking, she now took a break and sat outside under the only tree in the area. Meditating there, in touch with nature and land around her, she felt the approach of a stranger.
Still meditating, she observed him through the Force and wondered what brought this wanderer to her land. She made no move to hide from him and if he looked he would see the lone form of a human female sitting under the tree.
Wearing what was comfortable, she was in tan pants and lighter shirt. Something that would fit in with desert around them. Not totally blending in, her form would be seen clearly against the bark of the tree. She wasn't entirely alone though. Resting in a pocket of her shirt was a small animal, but even he was relaxing right now and not visible to the naked eye.
[member="Ronak"]
Her journey had taken her many places and now she was whole again, she returned to her familiar home here. Wanting to get everything back into order and repair, she finished where it had started.
The dust of time had accumulated on her items and her property was in disrepair. Setting about cleaning her home first, when she felt it had been accomplished to her liking, she now took a break and sat outside under the only tree in the area. Meditating there, in touch with nature and land around her, she felt the approach of a stranger.
Still meditating, she observed him through the Force and wondered what brought this wanderer to her land. She made no move to hide from him and if he looked he would see the lone form of a human female sitting under the tree.
Wearing what was comfortable, she was in tan pants and lighter shirt. Something that would fit in with desert around them. Not totally blending in, her form would be seen clearly against the bark of the tree. She wasn't entirely alone though. Resting in a pocket of her shirt was a small animal, but even he was relaxing right now and not visible to the naked eye.
[member="Ronak"]