[member="Lady Kay"]
Zerium was wandering down a street. Minding his own business and doing his best to remain peaceful. After all he was a mostly peace keeping individual. Though living on Nar Shadaa sometimes peace keeping, was a long shot. Not on Zerium was afraid to face. Though one sometimes a strategic recalculation might come in handy. Unfortunately patience and taking time to think didn't come naturally to Zerium. He was a quick thinker and mover. Though he thought about things every once in awhile. Right now Zerium was troubled about some things. Which was slightly upsetting. Though only slightly as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Zerium eventually headed to a market. So, he could spend time listening to the people argue. At which point he'd occasionally stop by and intervene. Make sure little violence occurred that day, and well. He could always pick up a item or two. Even if it wasn't exactly by the most moral of manners. He had to live to, and though he didn't enjoy stealing. His skills had come in rather handy for the task. So, Zerium began to walk around and scan the area. Searching for anything that might prove of use to him. He needed a distraction from the thoughts of his old caretaker. Though he hoped an opportunity might arise where he could lay these thoughts to rest for good.
Zerium was wandering down a street. Minding his own business and doing his best to remain peaceful. After all he was a mostly peace keeping individual. Though living on Nar Shadaa sometimes peace keeping, was a long shot. Not on Zerium was afraid to face. Though one sometimes a strategic recalculation might come in handy. Unfortunately patience and taking time to think didn't come naturally to Zerium. He was a quick thinker and mover. Though he thought about things every once in awhile. Right now Zerium was troubled about some things. Which was slightly upsetting. Though only slightly as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Zerium eventually headed to a market. So, he could spend time listening to the people argue. At which point he'd occasionally stop by and intervene. Make sure little violence occurred that day, and well. He could always pick up a item or two. Even if it wasn't exactly by the most moral of manners. He had to live to, and though he didn't enjoy stealing. His skills had come in rather handy for the task. So, Zerium began to walk around and scan the area. Searching for anything that might prove of use to him. He needed a distraction from the thoughts of his old caretaker. Though he hoped an opportunity might arise where he could lay these thoughts to rest for good.