Marth Hy'juun
Marth Hy'juun
It was cold inside an abandoned satellite tower on the brink of Dantooine on a frosty night. A young man, Marth Hy'juun, rested on a makeshift bed made of chairs and soft materials he could find. He was in his tunic, under a thin bantha-skin blanket. Tonight was the last night he'd be staying in this old tower, and he'd have to be up bright-and-early to find a new sanctuary due to reconstruction of the tower starting.
Marth looked at his lamp, which was faintly illuminating the room. "Is this always my fate? Is this who I am meant to be? A man on the run who helps against the common thug? Hopefully someone can get me off this rock, whether it be a nice mercenary or another Master of the Force. But I know it's just a dream. A corrupting government, local thugs - so many people are looking for the mysterious Jedi. I can't play cat-and-mouse much longer... But I'll worry when I have strength. I only have a few hours. Goodnight..." The young man thought aloud, drifting away into slumber.
Awakening the next morning, he realized he was surrounded by security. He had slept too long! They had his Lightsaber and guns at the ready, so Marth relied on his Force abilities. If he could recover his Lightsaber, he could escape the tower and security guards...
((**OOC MOMENT** Marth is young and is looking for allies and a new way to serve. His skills are not at their potential, and he can be convinced to join your cause, especially if you help him out of the tower.**))
Marth looked at his lamp, which was faintly illuminating the room. "Is this always my fate? Is this who I am meant to be? A man on the run who helps against the common thug? Hopefully someone can get me off this rock, whether it be a nice mercenary or another Master of the Force. But I know it's just a dream. A corrupting government, local thugs - so many people are looking for the mysterious Jedi. I can't play cat-and-mouse much longer... But I'll worry when I have strength. I only have a few hours. Goodnight..." The young man thought aloud, drifting away into slumber.
Awakening the next morning, he realized he was surrounded by security. He had slept too long! They had his Lightsaber and guns at the ready, so Marth relied on his Force abilities. If he could recover his Lightsaber, he could escape the tower and security guards...
((**OOC MOMENT** Marth is young and is looking for allies and a new way to serve. His skills are not at their potential, and he can be convinced to join your cause, especially if you help him out of the tower.**))