Enishi
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The dusty atmosphere of Dorin seemed to echo as a wind of dirt filled the arena to which two combatants would enter. Because of the plauged air, Enishi was forced to wear a breathing mask and a special pair of goggles to prevent himself from damaging his eyes or choking him to death. His long, jet-black hair swayed in the dust wind, revieling much of his graying hair whilest the brown robes, marked with designs from his homeworld of Nelvaan, pulled violently on his body.
Hood raised, Enishi looked to the other end of the arena where his next opponent would appear. To Enishi, this would be his last tournament before he'd be forced to return home to Nelvaan; for fear that the jedi who had attempted to kill him, Kain Lightbringer, would come back to finish the job. An oddly-shapped lightsaber hilt lay in place, on Enishi's back, yet would not be used for this match; In his right hand, a double-bladed vibro-blade remained grasped tightly with one blade pointed at the ground. While not as deadly as a lightsaber, a vibro-blade's vibration would cut through anything.
With the artificial air being fluctuated into his lungs, Enishi awaited his opponent; a jedi named Vo Qel-Droma.
Hood raised, Enishi looked to the other end of the arena where his next opponent would appear. To Enishi, this would be his last tournament before he'd be forced to return home to Nelvaan; for fear that the jedi who had attempted to kill him, Kain Lightbringer, would come back to finish the job. An oddly-shapped lightsaber hilt lay in place, on Enishi's back, yet would not be used for this match; In his right hand, a double-bladed vibro-blade remained grasped tightly with one blade pointed at the ground. While not as deadly as a lightsaber, a vibro-blade's vibration would cut through anything.
With the artificial air being fluctuated into his lungs, Enishi awaited his opponent; a jedi named Vo Qel-Droma.