Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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The Pale Sanded Wolf and The Desert King

Salij-Nekt had somewhat healed from his wounds by now, with little assistance from such things as bacta. It had been painful at times, but the Anubian was most very stubborn and arrogant. He knew there was training needed, and so he requested training. And who would be better, than [member="Mythos"] himself, the head of the Ancient Eye. Salij was most honored by this as he waited where they were to meet. It did not have excitement however, just honor. Filled with honor.

He had his white armor on, and his pole-axe over his back. He had done some training before hand, rather harsh on his now somewhat bloodied hands. On one of it's wrists was a comm-link, something he was still getting used to using. He activated it, and called on Mythos with it, wherever the leader of the Ancient Eye was. Then he put his arms across his chest as the Anubian waited.
 

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