Jedi Maverick
Location: Nar Shaada, Dystra's Place
Equipment: Casual Longcoat, Jax's Prosthetic Arm, Promise Ring to Jairdain
Tag: Salis
It almost felt like years since Jax last sat down.
The moment Jax entered the small Cantina and sat on the stool, his tense muscles, the worried look he wore throughout his journey back to the Core Worlds has eroded away. Maybe it was because he was finally at a safe location away from the many thugs that tried to kill Jax. Maybe it was because that Jax finally had a direction, seek help from the Church of Force as rumor has it, they found a Force Nexus somewhere in the Core Worlds. Either way, Jax was happy to finally relax and focus on himself.
Being without the Force was still devastating as if he lost a piece of soul. For years, he took the Force for granted taking in the harmonious nature and chaos of the Force. When he lost that connection, it was if the crystal-clear waterfall that Jax often imagined whenever he allowed the Force to flow through him was nothing more than a dry basin. No water flowed, the fish had died and rotten away and Jax was in the middle of it all heart full of regret and wondering how he could pick up the pieces.
"Hey mac," Jax tugged the sleeve of a young man named: Shoan Dystra. "Gimmie a cup of Whiskey please."