Star Wars: Jedi Wars: Episode 1, The Meeting

She force pushes one clear across the room and into the darkness. The other, still, charging opponent goes on the defensive, as Vicera lanches a brutal, unrelenting assault on the poor soul. In a ruby tornado of light, the attacker, now turned defender, quickly falls to the onslaught of slashes and stabs. Vicera, thinking that this downed foe was the one that worried her, soon found out that, Tulak Hord, would not have been so easily defeated. Hord was a tricky one indeed, using the force, he clouded her perception, and made her think that this, corpse, was him. Raising her lightsaber, she defended the sudden attack from Hord.

Darth Vicera-"Trick, tricky..."

Tulak Hord-"I learned from the best."

Darth Vicera-'hmph' "We shall see how well you learned."

After this exchange, Hord breaks the saber lock, and begins a ruthless assault on Vicera.

Darth Vicera-"You were holding back?"

Tulak Hord-"Yes, I wanted to see you think that you had a chance against me, then at the end I would break you."

Darth Vicera-"Ahhhhh!!!!!!"

Koyi praised dennis and thanked him for helping out. She brushed herself off and walked over to talk to Drake.

Originally posted by ewansbabe
Koyi praised dennis and thanked him for helping out. She brushed herself off and walked over to talk to Drake.

Name: Daniel Thomas
Species: Human
Homeworld: Corasant
Lightsaber: Blue
Weapons: Lightsaber, the force, thermal detenatior
Items: Tool kit
Starship (optional):
Droid (optional): R2 Unit
Template: Padawan light side
Background: Born and raised on Corasant, Daniel always knew what he wanted to be, A Jedi Knight. He spent his childhood dreaming of one day actchiveing his goal and joined the temple as soon as he could.
For a Padawan his skills are impressive, he belives he should already be a Knight but his master Ria Shard thinks otherwise. Daniel took the cave test of Dagoba before and failed. He has a deep respect for his master and is very afriad of upseting him almost to point that he barly says anything anymore.

OOC: why do the darkside use LIGHT sabres

Originally posted by d2000
Name: Daniel Thomas
Species: Human
Homeworld: Corasant
Lightsaber: Blue
Weapons: Lightsaber, the force, thermal detenatior
Items: Tool kit
Starship (optional):
Droid (optional): R2 Unit
Template: Padawan light side
Background: Born and raised on Corasant, Daniel always knew what he wanted to be, A Jedi Knight. He spent his childhood dreaming of one day actchiveing his goal and joined the temple as soon as he could.
For a Padawan his skills are impressive, he belives he should already be a Knight but his master Ria Shard thinks otherwise. Daniel took the cave test of Dagoba before and failed. He has a deep respect for his master and is very afriad of upseting him almost to point that he barly says anything anymore.

OOC: why do the darkside use LIGHT sabres

Name: Jayden Oar.
Side: Light side. But has anger and fear bottled up inside.
Saber: Blue.
Rank: Padwan.

(Even though I'm not a guy I want my character to be one)
I need someone to be my master.

Jayden ignited his lightsabre, twirling and jabbing, practicing his saber techniques. He didn't see the point, he knew he was powerful for a padwan learner.

*Dennis walked in the building, and went to practice in the training room*

(My First Time Rping here, if any of you play Adventure Quest and Role-play....that's my style. I tend to write a little and a lot depending on what's given to me....here's the bio.)

Name: Juno David Westerman
Race: Human
Class: Jedi Knight
Align: 57% Jedi, 43% Sith
Weapon: Lightsaber, duh!
Color: Blue and Red, on different sides.

Hay I know you, you where one of the dark knights

Name: Dranan Drano
Species: Human
Homeworld: N/A
Lightsaber: Orange
Weapons: Lightsaber
Starship (optional): T-31 starship (fighter if you need to know)
Droid (optional):
Template: Exiled (drifting into the darkside, but still fights for the jedi)
Background: Having had his training start when he was 4, Dranan knew very little about his family. Unsure where he was born, raised, and whom his parents were, it drove with towards the darkside of the force. Over a course of sevral years, he slipped further into the darkness, having been stripped of his life. After the 'mysterious' death of his Master, he became an exile, cast out on his own. Once a light, fun loving child.... now a black hearted Freelancer tring to find who had ripped his life away by killing his only family he had.... his Master.

A ship landed in the distance, resting itsself in a clearing just outside of what looked like a Jedi Temple. The hatch opened and a taller looking Jedi stepped out. His body was wrapped in a deep royal blue wool robe, the hood pulled over his head, consealing his face. HIs sharp eyes scanned the area as he removed his hood. He was in his early twenties, and had an anguished look on his face. his eyes almost a blue/black, and his hair hanging shortly into his hair. He removed his cloak, and let it rest on the ground. He wore an outfit much like his formor masters. A rich brown shirt, layered with a black jacket (his own style). His pants kept the deep chade of black, along with his shin rising boots. Apon his belt rest his crafted LightSaber. The hilt was much along the lines of legend Obi-Wan's, but the grip was slightly better, and the Lens Emmiter was a custom. Slowly he began to walk, sencing pain.... tourmoil.... and the presence of sevral others.

(contuination)

His steps brought him to the temple steps, as a all to familiar feeling reached him.... Death. Not knowing if his help is needed, he raced up the stairs, and stopped, sliding some. His eyes scanned the room, feeling the presene of sevral people, with slight force powers "Padawans...." his voice was low and stern. He began walking slowly down the halls, his steps echoing in the emptyness of the temple. He came apon a training room. his eyes catch a young child, Dennis known to others. "Padawan.... what is this place?" he asked stepping into the room, peering around, the feeling still about him. "I wih to know where I am. Now answer me." (JSK: My character can be a prick) He turned his head back, and walked out before reciving his answer. He contuined down the halls, feeling the darkness around him. He stopped in the main Chamber, looking around, and snaps his head to the left, eying the cornor...(end of Post)

Originally posted by DrananDrano
(contuination)

His steps brought him to the temple steps, as a all to familiar feeling reached him.... Death. Not knowing if his help is needed, he raced up the stairs, and stopped, sliding some. His eyes scanned the room, feeling the presene of sevral people, with slight force powers "Padawans...." his voice was low and stern. He began walking slowly down the halls, his steps echoing in the emptyness of the temple. He came apon a training room. his eyes catch a young child, Dennis known to others. "Padawan.... what is this place?" he asked stepping into the room, peering around, the feeling still about him. "I wih to know where I am. Now answer me." (JSK: My character can be a prick) He turned his head back, and walked out before reciving his answer. He contuined down the halls, feeling the darkness around him. He stopped in the main Chamber, looking around, and snaps his head to the left, eying the cornor...(end of Post)

(no time to reply, tomarrow)

He turned to Dennis, and nodded "Yes, have you heard of the Jedi that was killed somewhere in this sector of the galaxy... His name was Xeija Zaial." He peered back to dennis, his eyes wandering the room. His eyes fell back on him, peering into him for a minute "How old were you when you began your training?" he asked, adjusting his gloved for a tighter fit on his hands. He bagan walking down the halls slowly "This Temple has a familiar feeling about it.... Like... ive been here before... almost like I've envisioned it..." he looked back " Young Padawan... i dont yet know your name... or whom your master is..."

Daniel was practiceing in the hall while he waited for his master to return, Daniel accedentaly choped on of the vase's in half and started to panic so he disided to leave it an appolagise to his master, <he all ways finds out somehow> he fought.

OOC: feel free to pass by,
BTW, wat planet is the temple on anyway.

This is my Sith Lord Darth Infidus. My Lord Slaughter account effed up so I got a new one.

Looks pretty good for being made in paint...

Originally posted by Darth Infidus
Looks pretty good for being made in paint...

How long did u spend on it?

Originally posted by DrananDrano
He turned to Dennis, and nodded "Yes, have you heard of the Jedi that was killed somewhere in this sector of the galaxy... His name was Xeija Zaial." He peered back to dennis, his eyes wandering the room. His eyes fell back on him, peering into him for a minute "How old were you when you began your training?" he asked, adjusting his gloved for a tighter fit on his hands. He bagan walking down the halls slowly "This Temple has a familiar feeling about it.... Like... ive been here before... almost like I've envisioned it..." he looked back " Young Padawan... i dont yet know your name... or whom your master is..."