OOC: Open to all Jedi, or anyone with reason to be on Yavin IV
Yavin reminded Wilvick Aureud of his home, quite a bit.
He'd grown up on lush green plains, with a beautiful blue sky overhead. Dantooine had been about as tranquil as a Jedi world could get, until it wasn't. His home had been upon plains, not within forests, but he felt at peace here all the same. The foliage was different, but the gorgeous greenery was enough to sate his nostalgia for home. Yavin was not Dantooine, but it was good enough for Wilvick.
The young Jedi Knight had escaped the halls of the Yavin temple for now, opting to meditate silently on a small rock, still within view of the grand structure that the Jedi called home. He was dressed simply: a brown tunic, pants, and boots, as well as a robe of the same color. His lightsaber hung from his hip, in plain view, while his master's lightsaber- no, his second lightsaber -was obscured by the brown cloth draped over his shoulders, as it was secured to the back of his belt.
Wilvick was attempting to center himself, something that really wasn't all that difficult for him, even in these chaotic days. Yet today, it seemed a harder task: he couldn't help but feel that, very shortly, he was going to meet someone important. He wasn't sure what that meant, but it seemed an apt description for the lingering sensation in the back of his mind. Perhaps he was imagining such a thing, or perhaps the Force truly moved in mysterious ways.
Either way, he was content to wait and see.
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