EmKay
Well-Known Member
[member="Isley Verd"]
What did one do when they did not know where to start? Where to begin? The simplest answer was to not, the vaguest to let life lead you. Tachon took matters into his own hands, and pinged out a request for someone to teach him more about the Force. After a few days, word came back around that he'd attracted the attention of a capable man within the Alliance that didn't adhere to Jedi principles. The meeting was set up for a remote dormant plane on Sullust.
Tachon sat perched upon a slab of basalt. His Firespray eclipsed a literal spray of fire from the ground in the backdrop. In this volcanic area, the Iridonian's tattoos seemed to absorb light and gave extreme contrast to his skin. Intimidating to the right onlooker, otherwise he was relatively unimpressive. He sat in a somewhat meditative fashion. He was patiently awaiting Isley Verd's arrival.
What did one do when they did not know where to start? Where to begin? The simplest answer was to not, the vaguest to let life lead you. Tachon took matters into his own hands, and pinged out a request for someone to teach him more about the Force. After a few days, word came back around that he'd attracted the attention of a capable man within the Alliance that didn't adhere to Jedi principles. The meeting was set up for a remote dormant plane on Sullust.
Tachon sat perched upon a slab of basalt. His Firespray eclipsed a literal spray of fire from the ground in the backdrop. In this volcanic area, the Iridonian's tattoos seemed to absorb light and gave extreme contrast to his skin. Intimidating to the right onlooker, otherwise he was relatively unimpressive. He sat in a somewhat meditative fashion. He was patiently awaiting Isley Verd's arrival.