Mantic Dorn
Old school...
At first Mantic listened -skepticism shadowing his features. He crossed his arms and tried to break his mental barrier he had against accepting this form of the force. If there was truly light in these powers he could be wrong. Perhaps this is what is needed to counter the sith's tricks. The force knows how many times he had faced, Vong creatures, mutated sith lords or other beings conjured directly from the dark side.
He had managed to survive it al, but not without great effort and often at the cost of not being able to accomplish any real good on the field of battle due to him being occupied with these abominations.
He leaned slightly forward as [member="Phylis Alince"] explained that she would demonstrate an ability of the grand masters sword. the light blinded him for a moment and he staggered backwards unprepared for what came from the demonstration. Pushing a coffee table positioned slightly behind him a cup was stirred and quickly sensed an opportunity to escape toward the edges of the table. It rolled with an eagerness resembling the expression of a toddler who just realized its parents had left the front door open and the world was out there for the taking....
It tipped over the edge and rushed toward its freedom and inevitable destruction.
Had it not been for Mantics rapid reaction.
He slowly raised his hand replacing the cup silently on the table making sure it was again steady.
Then he straightened his robes with a firm expression hoping that no one had noticed his little embarrassing escapade in the background of the assembled.
He was concerned by what [member="Shmi Labooda"] said. It was something he taught himself, that even though it is done with good intentions, every step bending the rules always ends up with the darkness growing.
At least so far...
[member="Aitis Powarth"] [member="Shmi Labooda"] [member="Myra'di"] @Ibaris Varanin-Jacobs [member="Phylis Alince"] [member="Audren Sykes"] [member="Théodred Heavenshield"] [member="Coci Heavenshield"]
He had managed to survive it al, but not without great effort and often at the cost of not being able to accomplish any real good on the field of battle due to him being occupied with these abominations.
He leaned slightly forward as [member="Phylis Alince"] explained that she would demonstrate an ability of the grand masters sword. the light blinded him for a moment and he staggered backwards unprepared for what came from the demonstration. Pushing a coffee table positioned slightly behind him a cup was stirred and quickly sensed an opportunity to escape toward the edges of the table. It rolled with an eagerness resembling the expression of a toddler who just realized its parents had left the front door open and the world was out there for the taking....
It tipped over the edge and rushed toward its freedom and inevitable destruction.
Had it not been for Mantics rapid reaction.
He slowly raised his hand replacing the cup silently on the table making sure it was again steady.
Then he straightened his robes with a firm expression hoping that no one had noticed his little embarrassing escapade in the background of the assembled.
He was concerned by what [member="Shmi Labooda"] said. It was something he taught himself, that even though it is done with good intentions, every step bending the rules always ends up with the darkness growing.
At least so far...
[member="Aitis Powarth"] [member="Shmi Labooda"] [member="Myra'di"] @Ibaris Varanin-Jacobs [member="Phylis Alince"] [member="Audren Sykes"] [member="Théodred Heavenshield"] [member="Coci Heavenshield"]