Ryn'Dhal
Silver Shroud
The Mask was making good time in the Hyperspace routes, he was reading up on the information provided by Master Alince. He'd reached out seeking aid in acquiring an amulet to aid in focusing the Force in efforts to heal those in need. He'd been blessed abundantly already with having his Master prior be one of the most gifted healers he'd ever come across, as well as having access to many outstanding tools for his desired trade at this disposal.
But, one never had enough tools in their toolbox. So, his search for yet another Focus for his Healing Arts, led him to Master Alince, who provided him with the coordinates where he was asked to arrive at to meet with her. He knew not what to expect, other than the fact that this woman was of superior intelligence and experience. She knew the Force. She knew scientific applications for the Force. Healing, Alchemical science, and probably countless more that the young Knight had yet to have read of!
The coordinates were given to the M1 unit, wherever it was that Master Alince wished to meet up at.... The young Knight was no gifted navigator, and as such genuinely had no idea where he was going.... But, with a loyal co-pilot like his dear Emvee, one didn't necessarily need to be a great navigator to make it across the cosmos, now did he?
Dropping out of hyperspace, the young Jedi hailed the Docking control. "This is the Ryn'Dhal of the Silver Sanctum Jedi, requesting permission to dock. Here on business with Master [member=Phylis Alince]." To which he was given docking instructions to follow. Giving his droid the controls, he would soon be found exiting his freighter, appearing to the natural eye more akin to a Sith in garb than a Jedi, though any who could see and feel through the Force, would plainly know the truth.
But, one never had enough tools in their toolbox. So, his search for yet another Focus for his Healing Arts, led him to Master Alince, who provided him with the coordinates where he was asked to arrive at to meet with her. He knew not what to expect, other than the fact that this woman was of superior intelligence and experience. She knew the Force. She knew scientific applications for the Force. Healing, Alchemical science, and probably countless more that the young Knight had yet to have read of!
The coordinates were given to the M1 unit, wherever it was that Master Alince wished to meet up at.... The young Knight was no gifted navigator, and as such genuinely had no idea where he was going.... But, with a loyal co-pilot like his dear Emvee, one didn't necessarily need to be a great navigator to make it across the cosmos, now did he?
Dropping out of hyperspace, the young Jedi hailed the Docking control. "This is the Ryn'Dhal of the Silver Sanctum Jedi, requesting permission to dock. Here on business with Master [member=Phylis Alince]." To which he was given docking instructions to follow. Giving his droid the controls, he would soon be found exiting his freighter, appearing to the natural eye more akin to a Sith in garb than a Jedi, though any who could see and feel through the Force, would plainly know the truth.
[member=Valiens Nantaris]
