Edwin never felt more annoyed in his life. Bicker, bicker, where are we going Mr. Whatsiface? It really popped a nerve for Edwin. Luckily, none of them could sense his anger, or see it for that matter behind his helmet. The Sephi ignored their comments, looking around the landscape. Rocky formations were beginning to appear in the distance. The feeling of sand was getting less and less soft. The acolyte decided to halt, turning his head, seeing no camps behind him. There was no research facilities around the distance. Seemed these fools were rather eager to fight it out. They were certainly wise enough in their ways, but no doubt silly for their means to an end. And the Tusken Raider, Jakkor was it? He seemed quite passionate about his goals. No doubt the darkside was playing around with him. They probably didn't even know that, the force always had those kinds of tricks. One must stick strictly with their philosophies.
"Well now," The Sephi began, beckoning the group to come to a halt. "Rocky formations, sandy dunes, no chasms to push people off to their deaths..." He was muttering to himself now, scanning the area with his eyes.
"If you wish to fight here, now is your time to do it. And please, my name is Edwin Setyl of the Sith Empire. Remember well when ever you see someone shooting at you in a dog fight." Edwin stared with menace, although he doubted any of them could've notice. "Now by all means, go wild." The Sephi had no intentions to fight himself. Even if they were to engage him, he was powerful in shien. No pro of course. But by the looks of it with this seemingly broken group, they could easily be decimated without Edwin even have to strike them himself. The acolyte wasn't powerful in offensive combat, and would preferred to avoid. Which was actually truly so much simpler considering the amount of people in this retch galaxy that would throw their arms at one another.
[member="Alana Vettry"] | [member="Jakkor Kess"] | [member="Xiarr Sair "]| [member="Orion Trex"] | [member="Ariealla Vareldi"]
