Sevrin had discovered it when he had been running his many padawan cohort programs across the galaxy. This was where he often escaped to hone himself in the Force, sometimes bringing particularly adept padawans. However, he never took the time to explore and simply enjoy the planet. He had arranged to meet with Amariel here, wanting to share more of himself with her.
The meeting point was at the foot of a path that led up towards cliffs, waterfalls and a valley below. It was far removed from the cityscapes of the Core and the arid wastelands of the outer rim planets or places where Jedi and Sith often quarreled.
He was adorned in a full sleeve shirt that was rolled up to his elbows, along with comfortable pants and boots. It was a change from his constant preference for wearing Jedi robes, but he wanted to set that aside for now. He carried a large backpack with him, his hair tied in a low ponytail.
While he waited for her, Sevrin double checked the route and path. He couldn’t deny how much he looked forward to this, a notion that was generally rare for the Sephi.
@Killa Ree