Soliath Devin Talith
Family Man
Soliael stood on the edge of what some might deem a bottomless chasm. The hole extended deep into the ground as did hundreds of others like it all across the planet. He was on Utapau of course, the world of a thousand sinkholes. The Sith lord stared down into one of these massive chasms, knowing full well that down there somewhere was a city, filled with people.
He frowned slightly as a powerful gust of wind struck him almost knocking him backwards. The wind at the edges of the sinkholes were powerful, and Soliael had forgotten that. With a swift motion Soliael wiped his head, running his pal over the stubble that now graced the top of his scalp. He had cut his hair only days before, an effort to look less like his father. Of course that particular effort was rather hindered by his eyes, and the structure of his face. Then again it didn't matter in the long run, Moridin would soon be forgotten and his own face would replace his fathers.
The Sith let out another sigh, and then looked down into the chasm. He had to go down there, and he had no speeder or transport to tell of. Soliael's heart began to race, his blood pressure going up as he thought about what he was about to do.
With his orange eyes he gazed once more into the deep, and then he turned around. He walked away from the edge of the massive sinkhole and then turned about. He let out a sigh, and then turned on his heel. Then without a second more of notice Soliael ran as fast as he could. He bounded off the edge of the sinkhole and dove into the deep.
He frowned slightly as a powerful gust of wind struck him almost knocking him backwards. The wind at the edges of the sinkholes were powerful, and Soliael had forgotten that. With a swift motion Soliael wiped his head, running his pal over the stubble that now graced the top of his scalp. He had cut his hair only days before, an effort to look less like his father. Of course that particular effort was rather hindered by his eyes, and the structure of his face. Then again it didn't matter in the long run, Moridin would soon be forgotten and his own face would replace his fathers.
The Sith let out another sigh, and then looked down into the chasm. He had to go down there, and he had no speeder or transport to tell of. Soliael's heart began to race, his blood pressure going up as he thought about what he was about to do.
With his orange eyes he gazed once more into the deep, and then he turned around. He walked away from the edge of the massive sinkhole and then turned about. He let out a sigh, and then turned on his heel. Then without a second more of notice Soliael ran as fast as he could. He bounded off the edge of the sinkhole and dove into the deep.