Obryn Shan
Sep 17th, 2001, 11:53:41 AM
Obryn sighs as the door to his room slides open with a low hiss. He enters, unclips his lightsaber, setting it on a it's proper stand. He slides out his brown padawan cloak, setting it aside on a chair, crosses over to the large living room window pushing the button which opens the drapes. The sky is filled with a violet glow as the sun sets down over the western horizon, multitudes of repulsorcraft travel through the expanse of the metropolis as the nightlife begins to come alive below.