Stardust Solus Skirae
The Emerald Dragon
[member="Darben Skirae"] [member="Cynthia Solus"] [member="Josh DragonsFlame"] [member="John Locke"] [member="Aida Aquila"]
There came a time when you must look past flags and names and build a bridge to those one might call enemy. To when you must put down arms and look to a future where bloodshed from both sides will fade and peace may one day reign.
Even for a warrior like stardust, she was old within her years. Nearing 50...nearly 35 of it spent in war and as of late she was thinking about it...a peaceful future for her daughters...for her vod
This meant looking towards her enemy...well least the clans official enemy. Stardust talked with her clan and then talked with the silver jedi and cane to a agreement to have talks upon her planet of zeltros. The palace meeting room was cleaned and the table sat with different snacks for the diplomats, maids had drinks ready to be poured ranging from water to fine wines.
Stardust herself sat at the very front of the table, fidding with her outfit nervously as she took a deep breath then out. Her husband should be arriving least she hoped to help with these talks as she was most definitely not the political type
There came a time when you must look past flags and names and build a bridge to those one might call enemy. To when you must put down arms and look to a future where bloodshed from both sides will fade and peace may one day reign.
Even for a warrior like stardust, she was old within her years. Nearing 50...nearly 35 of it spent in war and as of late she was thinking about it...a peaceful future for her daughters...for her vod
This meant looking towards her enemy...well least the clans official enemy. Stardust talked with her clan and then talked with the silver jedi and cane to a agreement to have talks upon her planet of zeltros. The palace meeting room was cleaned and the table sat with different snacks for the diplomats, maids had drinks ready to be poured ranging from water to fine wines.
Stardust herself sat at the very front of the table, fidding with her outfit nervously as she took a deep breath then out. Her husband should be arriving least she hoped to help with these talks as she was most definitely not the political type