Airan a Gray Jedi teidowan
Eighteen-year-old Airan, her nautolan tendrils swaying slightly, stood amidst the serene, living architecture of the Gray Jedi temple on Zonama Sekot. A ping from her datapad announced a summons. Master Brandon, a towering figure cloaked in shadow and raw power, requested her presence. Entering his quarters, a space that felt charged with potent, balanced energy, she found him a monolithic silhouette against the dim light. Airan bowed, her heart quickening, awaiting the reason for her summons, the air thick with the promise of a task that would test her fledgling understanding of the Force.
About Airan a Gray Jedi teidowan
Eighteen-year-old Airan, her nautolan tendrils swaying slightly, stood amidst the serene, living architecture of the Gray Jedi temple on Zonama Sekot. A ping from her datapad announced a summons. Master Brandon, a towering figure cloaked in shadow and raw power, requested her presence. Entering his quarters, a space that felt charged with potent...Read more