Bolt
Ancient Power
Sitting at a large ornate desk, made of a deep and rich brown - crafted of a Val'hallan Oak - with ancient runes carved into the trimming, Zander leaned back in his lush chair. It was a scarlet, against a dark black wood, seeming very warrior worthy.
Resting his chin on his hand, the Elder Mind looked at an object sitting on the table before him. Though his eyes were not really taking it in, rather, they were almost vacant. His mind, having opened many a Holocron through his lives, was calculating and thought-filled. What would it take to open this one? Would he require immense power to do so?
Slowly leaning forward, finally figuring it would simply require enough meditation and focus on the effort, he clasped both hands - one now a replacement crafted of Titanium - then placed his elbows on the desk, then closed his eyes. He began to slowly disperse himself into the Force, taking and giving all the same. The knowledge of what would come next, would come when the time allowed.
A small red light on a nearby Comlink flashed, signaling that a message recently typed, had been sent:
'[member="Vulpesen"], if you would like to be present when I open the Holocron, and learn with me, come to my home on Dantooine. The Coordinates will be included.'
Resting his chin on his hand, the Elder Mind looked at an object sitting on the table before him. Though his eyes were not really taking it in, rather, they were almost vacant. His mind, having opened many a Holocron through his lives, was calculating and thought-filled. What would it take to open this one? Would he require immense power to do so?
Slowly leaning forward, finally figuring it would simply require enough meditation and focus on the effort, he clasped both hands - one now a replacement crafted of Titanium - then placed his elbows on the desk, then closed his eyes. He began to slowly disperse himself into the Force, taking and giving all the same. The knowledge of what would come next, would come when the time allowed.
A small red light on a nearby Comlink flashed, signaling that a message recently typed, had been sent:
'[member="Vulpesen"], if you would like to be present when I open the Holocron, and learn with me, come to my home on Dantooine. The Coordinates will be included.'