Visions of Evil [ask, Rev Ultor, Myself]

[sankai]

Maotr Krahen walked into a bar and sat down. He was rather troubled. He had had visions on Ossus of a dark presence, vague and shadowy. At first it only appeared to him. But in his latest visions, it whispered to him. Something told Maotr that he should go to Coruscant to investigate. He asked Rev Ultor, a great Jedi, and his master when he was a padawan, to come and discuss with him on the subject. Maotr watched and waited.

 

[Rev]

Something had troubled his former Padawan, he was having visions is what the Jedi Master was told. He had visions of his own in his past, but none that he had ever requested his former Master or a Council Member to speak to, this brought a slight worry to Maotr's former master. Spotting the bar Krahen had told him to meet him at his eyes focused on the neon orange and blue that read out something in a foreign language to him; he did however know this was the club. Pacing into the crowded bar he looked around and spotted his old friend sitting at a table that would normally seat four. Walking over to his old friend he smiled and sat across from him.

"Greetings Old Friend, I am glad to see you. It has been sometime... I only wish we were meeting on better circumstances."

He rested his hands on the table and motioned for the bartender to bring him a Juma Juice. As the small glass was placed in front of him he slid the credits to the Twi'lek and took a long sip off the alcohol.

"So tell me Maotr, what is it that brings me here to guide you?"