Draken Chakara
Sep 28th, 2003, 06:20:15 PM
A large man... a VERY large man wanders down the streets of Coruscant. Though his size is immense, his face is suprisingly open and innocent. A few pickpockets think to take advantage of the seemingly naive man, but the large warhammer strapped to his back changes their minds.
He continues his wandering, simply enjoying the sights of the city. His home had not been nearly as inviting as this one. The recurrent solar flares which gave rise to the skin armoring of his people also blasted the landscape. Such buildings would not have lasted long on his homeworld.
Out of nowhere, he hears a scream, and sees a person carrying a lightsaber go running past. Being the Jedi that he is, he must carry out justice and bring this criminal in. Without thinking, he starts running after the fleeing assailant.
"Stop!"
He continues his wandering, simply enjoying the sights of the city. His home had not been nearly as inviting as this one. The recurrent solar flares which gave rise to the skin armoring of his people also blasted the landscape. Such buildings would not have lasted long on his homeworld.
Out of nowhere, he hears a scream, and sees a person carrying a lightsaber go running past. Being the Jedi that he is, he must carry out justice and bring this criminal in. Without thinking, he starts running after the fleeing assailant.
"Stop!"