Positioning himself on the speeder, he'd fantasize about how one of the shopkeepers will rebel. This would give him the perfect opportunity to display his strength or cunning, whichever was necessary. He could already see the look on the faces of the shopkeepers as two immense Trandoshan walked...
Taking his place among the others, he'd "close his eyes" and imagine the Force surrounding him. In his head, he'd shape the Force into a shield (symbolizing a barrier). At first, it would flicker on but then fail to maintain. This, he would find interesting. Connected and dependent on the Force...
Nodding in approval of the speeder bike, he'd move towards it. "I was told it would be at the nearest Mail Depot. Where is the first place, anyways? Might as well know about the place we're traveling to." He'd adjust the collar of his t-shirt really quickly before wondering to himself if the...
Walking down the halls of the temple, Dazfaer would move quickly, hoping that he wasn't late. After a bit of exploration, he'd find the the room he was looking for. Opening the door and moving quickly inside, he'd scan the room and keeping his eyes on the Padawans, would look at the Jedi whom he...
I am very interested in this, as it would help my character to achieve his goals. Unfortunately, the sign-up thread hasn't been looked at for almost 24 hours. This keeps my character a Jedi Initiate, hopefully a Padawan soon!
"Protection money, huh..." He'd comment as he brought his DL-44 out from the holster beneath his shirt. He'd have pulled his ammunition for it out of his pocket, and would load it into the weapon before returning it to his holster. "You have to be ready for just about anything, right? I made it...
Okay... Your thoughts have been reviewed and more has been added to the Personality section of the fore mentioned character profile. I hope the Jedi find it satisfactory.
Gresk would be intrigued by the question, giving it thought for just a moment. He would be curious as to why he was asking this particular question. As the short amount of time ran even shorter, he would run responses through his head. He wasn't going to lie, no. But, perhaps a better response...
Acknowledging the fact that the Hutts dish out what is deserved due to job performance and effectiveness, the young Trandoshan Gresk would smirk back at him saying, "You must not converse with our kind very often. I am, however, prepared to work hard for my pay. Where, and more importantly when...