Sorry about that, I was sure I had checked, guess I was wrong. Should be fixed, I replaced them with what I'm pretty sure are both considered readily available.
NAME: Trull Komier
[AKA: None
AGE: 44
SPECIES: Besalisk
FACTION: Hutt Cartel
RANK: Basadi
[GENDER:] Male
HEIGHT: 2.36 meters
HAIR COLOR: None
EYE COLOR: Yellow
FORCE: None
Trull Komier's story was a peculiar one for someone of his species. He began his life in slavery after his parents were...
So, I'll be honest, I only vaguely remember being on this site a long time ago. I don't remember why I left either. Maybe someone took too long to post and I forgot, maybe it was when I took an overall break from online role-play. Don't think I'd done much here though.
In any case, I've...
Arian watched with fascination as the event unfolded. He cocked his head as she threatened to take them all to Hell, I'm sure I'm terrified. He thought sarcastically without actually saying it. Then the Jedi Lord began to do something, Arian eyed him carefully. The thought he was going to kill...
Fascinating. I can feel it. But what exactly- The voice that came through speakers interrupted his thoughts as it spoke saying to come to the bridge to witness something. "This ought to explain the feeling." Arian said to himself standing up from his cross legged position and heading towards the...
"Yes master. Thank you." Arian said placing his black over-robe more comfortably and taking a glance at his sabres to be sure they were fine in their place on his belt. In his mind he was already thinking about where he could improve on combat efficiency. Arian had enjoyed the fight no doubt...
"Oh thank goodness." Arian said catching the lightsabre and leaning against the wall. That was a rather tiring match. He clipped them back on taking deep calming breaths to speed up his return to less fatigue.
"Thank you very much, Master Xanthis." He responded gratefully to the compliment on...
Arian grimaced before it actually hit him. He already knew what was happening but he had not technique to counter it. Another force push would just have been 'absorbed' ans used against him.
It was the push itself that caused the most difficulty for Arian. Forcing the air out of his lungs and...
Knowing an attempt to block the attack would be fruitless he settled wih stabilizing his flight backwards and landing in a crouch to stand back up lightsabre blade extended and pointing more the the ground than up. While it may have appeared a bad stance it was merely one designed to swing the...
"Thank you." He replied gratefully at the compliment. He dodged my assault. I know for a fact I can't win like this. I have to change styles again, no, I definitely have to change personality. Well. Here it goes.
When the attack came Arian had to think quickly. His face seemed to become...
Crap! Arian thought as the attack came in. His second lightsabre entered his hand and both activated their white beams to form an X to halt the attack. Arian felt his legs nearly buckle beneath him and his grip nearly break. In brute strength he was usually outmatched if facing someone bigger...
Arians blade seemed trained on Xanthis's lightsabre arm as he moved forwards but he was really focusing on precognition and strategy. He'd lose if it came to skill which was why cleverness and tricks would be the way to go if he wanted to last. As Xanthis's lightsabre swung around Arian slid...
Arian looked at the training room trying to picture it in his mind so he wouldn't have to see where he was going the entire time, or feel with the force. He grinned when Xanthis suggested he spar, an interesting idea. He expected to lose obviously, he was an excellent combatant but he was no...
Arian nodded, "Certainly!" He said. He was very ready to get started. Finally! He could do something again!
OOC:
Moving into another thread might work well I think, in my opinion. But either should work.