Post by raven on Feb 28, 2012 3:39:38 GMT -5
Raven could feel the darkside energy, it was thick in this place. He could almost taste the power, and he reveled in it, the young sith smirked at the thought. His lightsaber hung at his waist, yet hidden from sight by his black cloak. Foot steps echoed as he approached place he could sit down close to the temple but out of the way from any traffic. Taking a deep breath he lowered himself to his knee's and placed his hands in his lap. Eye lids slowly as he cleared his mind and channeled his anger, hate and passion. Soon his own darkside presence mingled with that of the temple. He was not that powerful...yet, but he was still young and as his hate and anger reached new peaks he felt his power grow. The Mask that he normally wore hung from his belt, ready to be placed on at anytime.
He could sense the power the tombs gave off, and though he had not ventured inside he soon would to take on the challenges. As he was working on his control of the force. So as he focused small rocks started to lift from the ground and circle around him raven was quite adept at the arts of Telekinetic's but his true calling was the destructive arts. But one must broaden there horizon's and not stagnate. He was a smart one, knowing that focusing on one thing too long and you come to a stand still in power.
The rocks and projectiles started spinning around him, though he did not stop at small rocks, as more joined the swirling storm of debris they started getting bigger. He was testing the limits of his control. Which he did not yet know them, this was the first time he'd been alone for this long after being taken away from his home on dantooine. So he was still testing the limits of his power.
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OOC Sorry for the short post, they will get longer as i work out the rust.
He could sense the power the tombs gave off, and though he had not ventured inside he soon would to take on the challenges. As he was working on his control of the force. So as he focused small rocks started to lift from the ground and circle around him raven was quite adept at the arts of Telekinetic's but his true calling was the destructive arts. But one must broaden there horizon's and not stagnate. He was a smart one, knowing that focusing on one thing too long and you come to a stand still in power.
The rocks and projectiles started spinning around him, though he did not stop at small rocks, as more joined the swirling storm of debris they started getting bigger. He was testing the limits of his control. Which he did not yet know them, this was the first time he'd been alone for this long after being taken away from his home on dantooine. So he was still testing the limits of his power.
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OOC Sorry for the short post, they will get longer as i work out the rust.
