Post by Zarkan on Jul 24, 2009 1:06:07 GMT -5
((*note* not to be scored is a simple practice/mentor match))
Duxn, the damp murky under bottom of the proud republic bastion of Onderon Home to vagabonds and pirates. Well, at least until the mandalorians cleaned them out not that most Onderians noticed a difference. Ark stood almost like a grand statue atop the highest tower held withing ruins of the once great and still yet evil saturated temple complex. Even with his training the ancient mandalorian could still yet feel the malice of this place licking against his mental walls. The cyborg shook his head the emerald "eye" flashing in the thin light of the early morning before steeping off the brink and into the air. Ark landed in a large court yard with a burst of air and dust coinciding with the sharp sound of stone cracking. Shouldering his axe on his left shoulder walked quickly yet almost eerily quietly for a object his size.
The light flashed as he strolled under once grand shaded avenues now little more than skeletal stone arches and scattered ruins and between buildings of numerous and long lost purpose now simply the empty eyes of the complex. Ark began walking down the stairs his serious of "eyes" focusing on the entrance art as he set slowly on the top step of a massive stairway for what he didn't know perhaps just for time itself to pass, it would not be the first time ark spent hours indeed even days simply allowing the stream of time flow past him.
Duxn, the damp murky under bottom of the proud republic bastion of Onderon Home to vagabonds and pirates. Well, at least until the mandalorians cleaned them out not that most Onderians noticed a difference. Ark stood almost like a grand statue atop the highest tower held withing ruins of the once great and still yet evil saturated temple complex. Even with his training the ancient mandalorian could still yet feel the malice of this place licking against his mental walls. The cyborg shook his head the emerald "eye" flashing in the thin light of the early morning before steeping off the brink and into the air. Ark landed in a large court yard with a burst of air and dust coinciding with the sharp sound of stone cracking. Shouldering his axe on his left shoulder walked quickly yet almost eerily quietly for a object his size.
The light flashed as he strolled under once grand shaded avenues now little more than skeletal stone arches and scattered ruins and between buildings of numerous and long lost purpose now simply the empty eyes of the complex. Ark began walking down the stairs his serious of "eyes" focusing on the entrance art as he set slowly on the top step of a massive stairway for what he didn't know perhaps just for time itself to pass, it would not be the first time ark spent hours indeed even days simply allowing the stream of time flow past him.