Recent content by Gwydion Astel

As they passed one of the cooling towers, Gwydion stopped for a moment and placed a flat palm onto its surface. It was such a wonderful thing. It represented so much more than what it was built for. It was the indomitable spirit of sentient beings, the will to survive and prosper wherever and...

Gwydion lagged behind Sybella by a few steps. He had a pair of goggles pushed up above his forehead and a piece of cloth tied around his neck, he had heard the sandstorms on Stoga could get pretty bad and so he decided to come prepared. But it wasn't a rogue sandstorm which was slowing him down...

"I'll do my best that's all I can really promise." Gwydion said, followed by a smile. He couldn't help but smile again when she instructed him not to kill anyone. Maybe she was the Jedi. He turned away from Sarine and observed the trio that were heading toward him. He really didn't want to fight...

"Parts to sell? Well, hopefully we'll get this situation sorted quickly and you won't be held up too long." The pair had managed to walk a reasonable distance from the noodle bar at this point. Gwydion stopped and took a moment to look around, he had been looking for Rolof as they walked and...

"Back there, when I checked on the man who assaulted me," Gwydion said to Sarine as he began to walk in the general direction of where she had indicated she had seen Rolof go, "I did not do so because I believe you a violent thug capable of murder. I did so because even a small fall can cause...

While unconcious Gwydion had a brief vision. He was standing at the edge of a vast lake which was covered in beautiful water lilies which were an odd shade of bluey-green. Staring into the water of the lake, Gwydion felt a profound sense of peace wash over him. The serenity of the moment was...

On his way to the cockpit, a thought appeared to Gwydion. What were the rules of mentoring a Padawan or should he even try to be a mentor to Adora. He sighed and a few more deep breaths followed as he tried to bring his attention back to the present moment. Just set a good example, he told...

Gwydion sat at the noodle bar and gleefully eat the food which he had ordered. The noodle bar was located in a small alley, on one of Coruscant's numerous sublevels. Nonetheless, it happened to be one of his dear departed mentors, Quel Varess, favorite place to eat. The old Nautolan couldn't get...

Gwydion was kneeling on the floor of the cargo hold of a HKD-477 Courier Vessel. There was crates and boxes surrounding him, filled with all types of supplies. His eyes were closed, with one hand cupped in the other with both resting in his lap. There was a lightsaber hilt on the ground in front...

Gwydion watched Mazlen intently, his eyes slightly wider than they usually were. The young Jedi brought back the melancholy that he thought had passed. There wasn't that many years between the two at all, but Gwydion certainly felt older. He suspected that Mazlen possessed a spark, a brightness...

Thankfully, talk of the memorial had seemed to pass and Gwydion felt more at ease as a result. It was not good for a Jedi to dwell on such things. At least that was what he told himself. If Quel had heard him say that, Gwydion was sure he'd be feeling the Nautolan's hand slap him up the side of...

When Perun approached him, Gwydion did his best impression of a man in deep thought and not that of a lonely one trying to meet new people. He suspected that Perun saw right through him but if he did he did not show it, which Gwydion appreciated. He couldn't help but to smile back at Perun's...

A grand, ostentatious social event. It certainly wasn't the type of setting that Gwydion flourished in, which begged the question as to why he was even attending at all. When he had first heard of the event he wasn't particularly interested at all, but he softened on the idea the more he thought...