Darien Cordel
People are scary
A speeder pulled up to the Sith lord's estate slowly, and a tall figure stepped out. Eyes scanned the place, remembering it instantly. It had been a whole eight years since the orphan child had seen his adopted father, having been sent to a boarding school to train his mind and muscle. Now in the place of a cowering little kid stood a towering teen, a face of determination set in stone. Grabbing his bag from th back seat, he set off toward the front doors, trying to remember his new father's face. Lucien Cordel, the man who had taken him in under his wing when all was lost. The one who wished him to be his heir. Pushing open one of the doors, he walked inside slowly, taking in the place. It was not new to him, but he still felt a sense of unfamiliarity. He was better used to training in solitary rooms with just his instructor and his blade to keep him company. He would have to readjust. But first, it was time to find his host? "Father? Show yourself."
@[member="Lucien Cordel"]
@[member="Lucien Cordel"]