Resident President Meme
[member="Bradshaw Ku"], the prince of Commenor? What a pointless title, Darlyn had to think to himself as he strode into the training hall, undoing his cloak and tossing it aside. A few guards were in the middle of a sparing match, but at his ushering they left the hall, locking the doors behind them. Only Ku would be allowed in, as per orders, to provide a lack of distractions. It wasn't strange, as of late Darlyn had been teaching a number of staff and Ministers, making sure they wouldn't get killed off.
So it wasn't strange at all. Not to mention he'd just learned of Ku's status as [member="Lady Kay"]'s son. And with a request, and permission, to do his 'worst' to begin his training. Ku would come to regret his words. With the Force, Darlyn setup the room proper for what he had in mind. A table with several objects of various weights and sizes, and a practice vibro blade. Naturally he had several enjoyable games in mind to use to train Ku, as he doubted the man simply wanted to learn to not get killed.
He expected that Ku knew how to shoot a blaster. His file did have him as an ex smuggler, or something along those lines. Some occupation that already had that level of assumption of ability. He really didn't care enough to remember in his excitement.
When Ku would enter, Darlyn was seated in the center of the room, waiting quietly in his black robes.
So it wasn't strange at all. Not to mention he'd just learned of Ku's status as [member="Lady Kay"]'s son. And with a request, and permission, to do his 'worst' to begin his training. Ku would come to regret his words. With the Force, Darlyn setup the room proper for what he had in mind. A table with several objects of various weights and sizes, and a practice vibro blade. Naturally he had several enjoyable games in mind to use to train Ku, as he doubted the man simply wanted to learn to not get killed.
He expected that Ku knew how to shoot a blaster. His file did have him as an ex smuggler, or something along those lines. Some occupation that already had that level of assumption of ability. He really didn't care enough to remember in his excitement.
When Ku would enter, Darlyn was seated in the center of the room, waiting quietly in his black robes.