Wisping, flowing, his cloak dwindled at the rasping breaths of the Force as it enveloped his cloak with wind unparelled. Crimson and ebony lined his garments, and firm, strong hands were draped with equally dark leather gloves.
These firm hands gripped around each other at the small of the emperor's back, watching the seas of Mon Calamari, the brisk, salty air from the oceans rasping at his senses. According to his sources, one was brandishing the name as a Shadow Jedi without proper accordance...acting as though he had a right to call himself one.
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Rabid Jedi<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->...his name uttered into Fearsons' mind as he thought. What a foolish name the man had. Stroking the long, double hilted lightsaber as his side, the Shadow Jedi Knight, soon to be master, would have to unify the Shadow Jedi if there was to be any purity of the Force.
The summons had been sent, and the man would be wise to meet the emperor atop the cliff of Mon Cal, where it was now merely beginning to reach dusk.
These firm hands gripped around each other at the small of the emperor's back, watching the seas of Mon Calamari, the brisk, salty air from the oceans rasping at his senses. According to his sources, one was brandishing the name as a Shadow Jedi without proper accordance...acting as though he had a right to call himself one.
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Rabid Jedi<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->...his name uttered into Fearsons' mind as he thought. What a foolish name the man had. Stroking the long, double hilted lightsaber as his side, the Shadow Jedi Knight, soon to be master, would have to unify the Shadow Jedi if there was to be any purity of the Force.
The summons had been sent, and the man would be wise to meet the emperor atop the cliff of Mon Cal, where it was now merely beginning to reach dusk.