Arda Breaux
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Dec 15, 2018
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Concord Dawn
She had kind of forgotten about it in recent weeks, but she carried it with her as though if she were to cross paths again, she could return it to its owner. Her mind and soul was beginning to ease back together, healing from time and her own forgiveness of all the ills that had fallen on her ever since she joined the Rebels formally. It was difficult, but things were looking more positive as she pressed onward, leaving the past in the past and focusing on the present. Though in this case, for this object, a Mandalorian Beskad, kept bringing her blanks as to where she had obtained such a weapon.
The girl had done her research on the Ifrane temple, learning of its origin, but it told her very little about how to identify its owner; there were some markings, but the weapon was worn in a way that demonstrated it has seen many battles and made little sense to the padawan. She even tried to dabble in psychometry, but her inexperience with the ability gave her whispers and foggy glimpses of figures she could not make out in the slightest. However, she received some feelings that left her curious but would save them for another time.
In her search, she had built up the courage to head into Mandalorian territory; the last time she had met with Mandalorians was at the celebration on Nar Shaddaa with the other Rebels. All she could remember was waking up to Castor's visit the next day, with barely any remembrance of what happened the evening before. Though part of her was glad whatever she couldn't remember didn't occur with Castor at the time, his trust with her had been shattered, which made her recovery even more difficult. Regardless, she had her focus now, she was determined to find the owner to this weapon, starting with popular drinking holes she picked up from other spaces who spoke highly of them.
However, entering this particular one, she felt so out of place, the girl nearly turned around and left, but instead, she took a deep breath and walked up to the counter to order an ale for comfort.
@Lucid