Post by Devlen Del-Arshu on Nov 19, 2005 8:54:47 GMT
*Devlen sighed inwardly, silently berating himself for managing to get himself stuck in this situation. He had been ambushed out on the Outer Rim by a small pirate fleet. They had quickly boarded his cruiser and captured him. As the pirates attempted to flee, however, they themselves found themselves at the mercy of two JEdi who had infiltrated their ranks. Taking control of the small fleets' flagship, they immediately fled back to Coruscant - Only then did they look through the prison cells and find a starving Devlen in the hold. Immediately sensing his distinct aura, they clad him in arm binders and hurried him to the Jedi Temple. And that was where the young youth now stood. Wearing a light prison uniform, a plain grey, and without his swords or guns, Devlen felt...vulnerable...the first time he had felt so in a long time. But something in his instincts told him to go along, to meet with the council, though he knew not why...*
Just a background story, as he most definately was NOT a youngling.
Just a background story, as he most definately was NOT a youngling.
