Matreya
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Samael gazed along the whispy grey of clouds, wings fully extended and swelling with wind. Hair white as falling snow blew quickly against his face and beyond, Tetgeia (his sword, the sub is in the works so ignore that. Plus it's unimportant.) strapped to his left hip and his arms at his side's. Flying swift and true, Samael made quick time landing before the entrance to the Jedi Temple. Eyes sharp and acute, he slowly walked closer to the entrance.
"@[member="Ben Watts"]..." Samael said softly, cloaking the words in the force so he knew the aforementioned man would hear as well, "Please come to the front entrance. I wish to speak with you. No you do not know who I am, and nor do I mean any harm to those around here...I need the guidance of a true Master of the Light..."
"@[member="Ben Watts"]..." Samael said softly, cloaking the words in the force so he knew the aforementioned man would hear as well, "Please come to the front entrance. I wish to speak with you. No you do not know who I am, and nor do I mean any harm to those around here...I need the guidance of a true Master of the Light..."