Wodan stood near the edge of the Imperial Ships bridge, staring out into the void beyond. The light of Zoph's moon reflected off the Sith’s face giving his already pale features a ghostly look. Although he still looked tired, he no longer looked haggard as when he first left his little exile. Much of his existing muscle had still left him, but his cheeks were no longer hollow and a little light burned deep in his golden eyes.
He wore a simple black military outfit, hair pulled back from his face, long beard at least partly groomed. Wodan’s right hand as always fidgeted with the Shard around his neck, his fingers pushing into the sharp corners of the shattered metal. They had only brought two ships to Zoph, it was not the battle fleet he wished for, or the invasion force he desired. But it would have to be enough, hopefully with just this single finger of Imperial might, both he and Lieutenant Ramage could achieve their goals.
Closing his eyes he felt once again the call to this planet, along with a dozen others which would give him the resources he required to reach his ultimate goal. A conniving grin spread across his lips, the tips of fangs appearing in the light of the moon.
@Olwin
He wore a simple black military outfit, hair pulled back from his face, long beard at least partly groomed. Wodan’s right hand as always fidgeted with the Shard around his neck, his fingers pushing into the sharp corners of the shattered metal. They had only brought two ships to Zoph, it was not the battle fleet he wished for, or the invasion force he desired. But it would have to be enough, hopefully with just this single finger of Imperial might, both he and Lieutenant Ramage could achieve their goals.
Closing his eyes he felt once again the call to this planet, along with a dozen others which would give him the resources he required to reach his ultimate goal. A conniving grin spread across his lips, the tips of fangs appearing in the light of the moon.
@Olwin
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