New Beginings

[Xiarr Sair]

Hora, Home to the Hellyni people who are renowned for their lightsaber expertise. That's why Xiarr had come to the planet, to hone his lightsaber skills. Hora was filled with city state's and interesting culture, Xiarr felt like he was drawn to the art and literature, but he wasn't here for that to his sadness. With all of that, Xiarr really didn't know where to start his training. He had landed near the city of Attika hoping there was something or someone there that could teach him how to improve his lightsaber forms, Djem So and Soresu specifically, but he was always open to change in his style of combat. Xiarr had gotten lost in his thoughts, as only now did he realize how active the city of Attika is. The streets were packed with shops, restaurants, and businesses. It was an interesting world indeed, but Xiarr told himself once more that he wasn't here for anything casual.

[member="Atheus"]

 

[Garza]

Strangers in paradise? Why was there an outsider on our planet? Hora was so far out of the way. A place on the very edge of the galaxy. So why was this man here. Even by sensing him, I knew he wasn't from here. His "taint" was different. Not that of any of the Hellyni. Taking the grip on my lightsaber, I dropped down from my perch. Perch was more so just a roof from and overhang behind the man.

Igniting the red saber, I smiled as all the attention from the civilians around me had met my gaze.

You see, Hora was kept under strict laws by the king of Makrosia to not allow outsiders into our fold unless proven. Well, consider this his test to see if he would be staying or dying with his secrets.

"Outlander. Under the ruling of Akhilleos, King of Makrosia, you are under arrest."

Honestly, I had no problems with the kid being here. But, nobody was allowed without explicit permission from one of the ruling factions upon Hora. I was just doing my job. Wrong place, Wrong time.

[member="Xiarr Sair"],