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Dawn had only just broken over the capital city of the Sith throne world of Serenno, as the planetary landing craft had touched down at the city's star port. Tentatively the raven haired female waited as the troops filled through the boarding chambers and disembarking out of the craft, before proceeding to disembark herself. Unlike the troopers who marched off towards a near by mustering point, the raven haired female cautiously stepped away from the landing craft before looking around somewhat lost and bewildered at her new surroundings.
As the figure cautiously stepped away from the planetary lander, clad in nothing more than a set of worn and tattered Jedi robes and an equally damaged set of what had once been the Jedi's dueling armour. Which over the years the former crisp and clean white combination of plasteel and Phrik plates, had become a grim representation of its former self, with pieces of scavenged Jedi and Exile armour alike grafted into place as a makeshift means of repair work. Whether or not the visual appearance of the female was enough to garner suspicion with the cautious movements, the presence in the Force that the figure emanated was likely to draw attention, there was an overarching Light sided presence, but unlike what would be expected for the Jedi, the presence was wild and feral.
The Sith, that had accompanied her, on the journey from Ilum. The barbarian like male had been no where to be seen for the time being, but then again throughout the journey he often appeared late in the morning of the artificial time cycles on the main transport craft they had taken. No doubt it was something to do with the potent liquids he had imbibed the previous night, but it was something that the female figure had not really gotten into that habit, despite having partaken in the offered liquids a near decade of waking before dawn to stalk her prey had been so deeply ingrained, she was up and prowling the ship before the skeleton crew of the ships changed watches.
Though with Brandr absent from among the thinning crowd of those departing the ship, and the complete unease of being in unfamiliar territory. The forgotten Jedi Knight looked to rely upon her own instincts for the time being, rather than stand exposed in the open. She would seek out the high ground to survey the lay of the land around her, swiftly Talia made her way over towards the closest wall that encompassed the landing bay of the star port and summoned the Force into her, concentrating it into her hands and feet, allowing her to scale the sheer wall with ease.
With a light grunt, the raven haired figure pulled herself up onto the parapet walling and crouched down onto the surface of the wall's apex. With narrowed eyes, Talia surveyed her surroundings, observing the winding streets below her that all seemed to branch off from a large central plaza that lead up to a grand towering structure. The Sight although unquestionable in the grandeur of the view, was incredibly strange to regard, especially when for the last near decade, the only Cities she had set foot within were reduced to ruins and crawling with abominations.
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As the figure cautiously stepped away from the planetary lander, clad in nothing more than a set of worn and tattered Jedi robes and an equally damaged set of what had once been the Jedi's dueling armour. Which over the years the former crisp and clean white combination of plasteel and Phrik plates, had become a grim representation of its former self, with pieces of scavenged Jedi and Exile armour alike grafted into place as a makeshift means of repair work. Whether or not the visual appearance of the female was enough to garner suspicion with the cautious movements, the presence in the Force that the figure emanated was likely to draw attention, there was an overarching Light sided presence, but unlike what would be expected for the Jedi, the presence was wild and feral.
The Sith, that had accompanied her, on the journey from Ilum. The barbarian like male had been no where to be seen for the time being, but then again throughout the journey he often appeared late in the morning of the artificial time cycles on the main transport craft they had taken. No doubt it was something to do with the potent liquids he had imbibed the previous night, but it was something that the female figure had not really gotten into that habit, despite having partaken in the offered liquids a near decade of waking before dawn to stalk her prey had been so deeply ingrained, she was up and prowling the ship before the skeleton crew of the ships changed watches.
Though with Brandr absent from among the thinning crowd of those departing the ship, and the complete unease of being in unfamiliar territory. The forgotten Jedi Knight looked to rely upon her own instincts for the time being, rather than stand exposed in the open. She would seek out the high ground to survey the lay of the land around her, swiftly Talia made her way over towards the closest wall that encompassed the landing bay of the star port and summoned the Force into her, concentrating it into her hands and feet, allowing her to scale the sheer wall with ease.
With a light grunt, the raven haired figure pulled herself up onto the parapet walling and crouched down onto the surface of the wall's apex. With narrowed eyes, Talia surveyed her surroundings, observing the winding streets below her that all seemed to branch off from a large central plaza that lead up to a grand towering structure. The Sight although unquestionable in the grandeur of the view, was incredibly strange to regard, especially when for the last near decade, the only Cities she had set foot within were reduced to ruins and crawling with abominations.
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