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Sevrin was surprised at the invitation for dinner. As much as he wouldn’t admit it, he wasn’t often considered for simple social calls. Not anymore. Most of the people he considered ‘friends’ were killed in action. While Sevrin didn’t mind solitude, questions like these reminded him that he did...

Sevrin and Vanya had similar principles, and yet they only peripherally worked together until now. The Sephi was always elusive and difficult to pin down, and now with an apprentice, he was even more absent. Nonetheless, the Lich King problem was a persistent one that only grew worse since the...

Sevrin was taken aback when Shaw suddenly started to ask all about the swordsman he knew. When he began to ramble about the bracelet and Prani, the Sephi realized Shaw was attempting to make a connection. He blinked a few times, giving a noncommittal shrug, “I do not recall Shalrazi,” He said...

Sevrin paused, a faraway look on his face when Shaw asked if he had seen the bracelet. It was the first time his lips twitched towards what almost threatened to be a smile, but didn’t quite manifest, “I believe so…many years ago,” He said, “When I was a Padawan and still a boy, my ego and...

The minimal response followed by the conclusive gratitude told Sevrin the boy preferred not to delve into topics unrelated to training and business. He had expected Shaw to have a lot more to say or even have follow-up questions, but none of that came. Sevrin considered this in silence, musing...

Sevrin raised a brow when Shaw asked if the Jedi would send someone to meet with the Anx, “Yes,” He said curtly, “You will accompany me to Gravlex Med and lead the diplomatic negotiations to determine the path forward after we complete our business here,” No one was going to clean up Shaw’s mess...

“Alas,” He remarked dryly, “It is not that simple to get rid of your Master,” Sevrin remarked, eyeing the boy. The Sephi stood there as Shaw threw his arms around him, blinking down at the Jedi. The last person who had been bold enough to embrace him was Amariel, and that was over a decade ago...

The question resulted in the slightest twitch of his ears. Perhaps to Shaw’s surprise, he would see the faintest glint of amusement in Sevrin’s eyes, “Hm,” He mused, “Yes,” He answered flatly, “As they have routinely since before you were alive, Padawan,” Sevrin added. He was an unorthodox Jedi...

Sevrin turned towards the landscape, spotting the signs of civilization a bit over a mile ahead. That was their destination, “We have a short walk before we reach the outskirts of the city,” He said calmly as he started to walk. The Sephi could sense a whirlwind of emotions in the boy, but he...

Ossus was a complete mess from how many times it changed hands. It once had Jedi influence, and then came under Imperial control, only for Sith to defeat the Imperial forces in an engagement gone wrong. Somehow the Sith failed to take the planet, leaving it neutral. Through it all...

Sevrin was used to people staring intently into his eyes. After all, they were the most striking parts of him and anyone else from his royal bloodline. Generations passed and the eyes carried down from one Valtiere to the next, unwavering in their resilience. When Nakoa took it a step further...

As the cyborg collapsed and fell forward, there was a moment of tranquil silence. The smoke from the debris and grenade residue began to clear and he had his enemy down. Sevrin took steps towards the behemoth, standing next to the man and studying the cybernetics. This man was associated with...

Sevrin always had a plan and a method for what he did. He knew what he was doing when he threw that foam back at his enemy, and he knew his enemy would create makeshift debris for Sevrin to throw once again. The debris would crack the hardened foam and keep Maan occupied enough to allow Sevrin...

Considering that Sevrin literally ducked and waited because he expected his enemy to do exactly as he did, he was not caught unawares. The explosion erupted from the wall as expected. It was perhaps more destructive than calculated, but his response was the same. He held fast where he was, the...

Sevrin didn’t exactly hide that he was a Jedi, but he opted to wear formal Thustran attire, his sabers stashed away. His hair was tied back in a low ponytail save for two strands that framed his face. He was out of place in the diner, but he had long since stopped caring about such trivialities...

Being Sephi, he heard the clang of something hitting the wall to his left as he came up the stairs. He had no idea what this meant, but he stood at the doorway to witness the gas expanding in his peripheral. He wasn’t the type to rush in blindly and his massively heavy enemy that was more...

Sevrin did not, in fact, expect the trandoshan to break through the building. He knew his strength, so clearly the building wasn’t up to code. That or his powers grew exponentially. Instead of keeping his vantage point, he rapidly closed the distance to enter through the makeshift hole. By now...

“Droid..cyborg.. and his..sidekick lurking along the roof. Don’t let the sidekick out of your sight,” Sevrin spoke into the shared comms relaying the exact locations. He was a Shadow, it was his specialty to keep abreast of enemies and their movements. The Pureblood was not nearly as slick or...

While there was some intel of an impending attack, the nature of it was not clear. As a result, Sevrin was already in the city and working with the locals on preparing defenses. As a Shadow, the Jedi Master had far more insight into the movements of Sith or enemy forces than the average Jedi. He...

While other Jedi may have found the tears uncouth, Sevrin had meant what he said about embracing emotions. This was a momentous occasion, and it was the time to be happy and let the tears flow. Sevrin let Shaw have all the time he needed to collect himself before he began to assemble the saber...