Aranel Oronrį
Mar 8th, 2003, 12:04:42 AM
"If you are going through hell, keep going. If you make the other side you have won your fears over."
"When life gets you down you just have to pick yourself up off the deck, scrub yourself down and try again". Perhaps it was this that Aranel could not understand. Aranel had been to many different planets, seen countless sights and wonders. He had read nearly every good book he could get his hands on from the age of 12 and upwards and yet he never knew what powers he possessed and why. The fact he could move objects with his mind without having to touch them,he could read peoples thoughts and feelings, make things happen without even thinking on the subject made his a freak to his family. And an outcast
It was when he was finally turffed out onto the streets through fear of anyone finding Aranel in the family Manor that he decided it was time to take action. He was 22 and had apsaloutly no experience what-so-ever in fighting, using the force or any hand to hand skills. He was quite simply a scaffold of a body, a mear sketch of a painting on a canvas which had to be filled. But he knew he could not do this alone. He needed help to control these powers, these powers that had lost him everything and sent him to the gutters of his own families home.
If he was stuck with the Force then he needed to learn how to control them, to weild them to help, serve and protect others. He had heard of the Jedi of course but he feared he was to pointless to be able to join. He was a simple noble and had not done a day of work in his life. Why would they let a skilless individual into there Order? But they were the only ones he could ask. No one else would allow him under there wing not even home.
The Jedi Halls smelt clean and full of air, fresh. He loved the scent of fresh air, the coolness soothed his head and calmed his body. He liked the Jedi already he could sense they enjoyed the lighter side of life the same as he. He would as at least, there is no harm in trying. Though if he was turned down, he doubted he could take the rejection.
"Hello?..I wonder if i could be seen. I wish to discuss my recruitment here..." He had a soft voice. It was gentle and calm and even soothing.
"When life gets you down you just have to pick yourself up off the deck, scrub yourself down and try again". Perhaps it was this that Aranel could not understand. Aranel had been to many different planets, seen countless sights and wonders. He had read nearly every good book he could get his hands on from the age of 12 and upwards and yet he never knew what powers he possessed and why. The fact he could move objects with his mind without having to touch them,he could read peoples thoughts and feelings, make things happen without even thinking on the subject made his a freak to his family. And an outcast
It was when he was finally turffed out onto the streets through fear of anyone finding Aranel in the family Manor that he decided it was time to take action. He was 22 and had apsaloutly no experience what-so-ever in fighting, using the force or any hand to hand skills. He was quite simply a scaffold of a body, a mear sketch of a painting on a canvas which had to be filled. But he knew he could not do this alone. He needed help to control these powers, these powers that had lost him everything and sent him to the gutters of his own families home.
If he was stuck with the Force then he needed to learn how to control them, to weild them to help, serve and protect others. He had heard of the Jedi of course but he feared he was to pointless to be able to join. He was a simple noble and had not done a day of work in his life. Why would they let a skilless individual into there Order? But they were the only ones he could ask. No one else would allow him under there wing not even home.
The Jedi Halls smelt clean and full of air, fresh. He loved the scent of fresh air, the coolness soothed his head and calmed his body. He liked the Jedi already he could sense they enjoyed the lighter side of life the same as he. He would as at least, there is no harm in trying. Though if he was turned down, he doubted he could take the rejection.
"Hello?..I wonder if i could be seen. I wish to discuss my recruitment here..." He had a soft voice. It was gentle and calm and even soothing.