Kaikelius. Capital City. Time: 1500.
The Praji family name had rung out through the annals of history time and time again. It was hard not to with the amount of wealth they had at their disposal. Even the more idiotic members of the family could lose billions and still have trillions to fall back upon. So, as it was, the family held countless businesses, moons, and estates all over the Core World. One of the more impressive ones was Praji Manor.
Sprawling and covered with gold, the house itself was a sight to behold. But the grounds were what truly set it apart from the other luxurious estates on the luxury world of Kaikelius. It had been radically transformed over the recent years into a gigantic home for the galaxy's most rare and beautiful plants. Even one who wasn't well-versed in botany could appreciate the majesty and wonder that came from walking under the arched sanctuary trees or the pulsating danger of the coma-bloom garden.
Jedi Knight Drow Venn could feel the living Force radiate throughout these grounds and while that normally would have given him comfort, today he felt ill at ease. He had never been one comfortable with wealth or the wealthy. In his mercenary days, he had kept them at a distance, counting on his superior officers to deal with acquiring jobs from aristocrats and getting paid by them. Drow was fine taking their money but interacting with them made him nervous and made him all too aware of his roughspun personality and rustic upbringing. Besides that, while he was perfectly at ease on a battlefield, his confidence in himself as a negotiator was almost non-existant. He'd been trying to get better at it recently - it was an essential Jedi skill, after all - but he still felt himself floundering most of the time.
But, here he was and here he would be because the Jedi Order needed this Holocron. Long ago, Rin Praji had won Jedi Master Cin Drallig's Holocron in an auction and had displayed it proudly in Praji Manor, along with his other Jedi artifacts. But Rin was long dead and the new head of the manor - Nestor Praji - was just as wealthy, just as eccentric, but more into rare flora rather than Jedi artifacts. He had a brief conversation with Drow when the Ishi Tib had asked about the Holocron and had invited him and other Jedi to come to the manor to discuss it. So, Drow stayed here, nervously pacing up and down the steps of the manor, waiting for Nestor to arrive.
"I don't like this place. Rich people always made me nervous." Drow said to his Jedi companions.
@Tulos @Valen Pelora
The Praji family name had rung out through the annals of history time and time again. It was hard not to with the amount of wealth they had at their disposal. Even the more idiotic members of the family could lose billions and still have trillions to fall back upon. So, as it was, the family held countless businesses, moons, and estates all over the Core World. One of the more impressive ones was Praji Manor.
Sprawling and covered with gold, the house itself was a sight to behold. But the grounds were what truly set it apart from the other luxurious estates on the luxury world of Kaikelius. It had been radically transformed over the recent years into a gigantic home for the galaxy's most rare and beautiful plants. Even one who wasn't well-versed in botany could appreciate the majesty and wonder that came from walking under the arched sanctuary trees or the pulsating danger of the coma-bloom garden.
Jedi Knight Drow Venn could feel the living Force radiate throughout these grounds and while that normally would have given him comfort, today he felt ill at ease. He had never been one comfortable with wealth or the wealthy. In his mercenary days, he had kept them at a distance, counting on his superior officers to deal with acquiring jobs from aristocrats and getting paid by them. Drow was fine taking their money but interacting with them made him nervous and made him all too aware of his roughspun personality and rustic upbringing. Besides that, while he was perfectly at ease on a battlefield, his confidence in himself as a negotiator was almost non-existant. He'd been trying to get better at it recently - it was an essential Jedi skill, after all - but he still felt himself floundering most of the time.
But, here he was and here he would be because the Jedi Order needed this Holocron. Long ago, Rin Praji had won Jedi Master Cin Drallig's Holocron in an auction and had displayed it proudly in Praji Manor, along with his other Jedi artifacts. But Rin was long dead and the new head of the manor - Nestor Praji - was just as wealthy, just as eccentric, but more into rare flora rather than Jedi artifacts. He had a brief conversation with Drow when the Ishi Tib had asked about the Holocron and had invited him and other Jedi to come to the manor to discuss it. So, Drow stayed here, nervously pacing up and down the steps of the manor, waiting for Nestor to arrive.
"I don't like this place. Rich people always made me nervous." Drow said to his Jedi companions.
@Tulos @Valen Pelora