A formal request

[Darsha Assant]

Darsha Assant motions into the recruitment area as her soft eyes scan for an authoritive figure. She senses a strong force emanating about her as she attempts to follow the trail of a certain force signature. Darsha doesnt understand how she feels these things. As an orphaned child she amazed her friends with her acute feats of perception. She has recently been told by a wandering Jedi she possesses a high midichlorion count and should pursue a life as a Jedi.

"Is there anyone here? Hello?"

[Warren Azalin]

"Greetings"

A dark figure seeming walked out of the shadows before the newcomer. She didn't know where he had come from but could only hear his voice, in what seemed to be a little more then a whisper.

"I am Jedi Master Warren Azalin, the Academy Coordinator around here. If a Master is what you seek then I am the one who shall find one for you."

[Darsha Assant]

"Thankyou Master Azalin. I wish to become a Jedi."