Beren Erai

Beren frowned.... he was growing impatient. This was taking too long. Ryoo had wasted so many long moments with him by traveling around to different planets and wars. It was just to much for him. His fists clutching in anger, he gritted his teeth beneath his full lips. It was too much for him. He had waited for too long and he wanted the training. The padawan wanted to learn... but it seemed to him that the Master was unwilling to train him. Before anything could be said to him, the man briskly turned around, lept into the cockpit of his ship and flew off with the bitter grudge against Ryoo...

Followed by Beren, his Z-95 cut through space, intently heading to the same planet.

Following Ryoo, Beren Erai cruised off in his z-95 headhunter, then jetted into hyperspace with his Master and his fellow peer, Darsha Assant.

(I'm here... and I posted coming here... but I'm leaving. lol) Beren nodded. The two soon found a refueling valve and Erai's Z-95's engines were up and loaded. After reeling the fuel-hose back into the temple. He walked up to Darsha for the last words before their journey to Maanan. "My headhunter's ready to go. What exactly is Ryoo doing on Maanan anyways?"

The padawan cringed at the thought, he liked his ship a little too much to leave it on a planet with a group of strangers. "I'd prefer using my own ship, I'm not sure when I'll be coming back to Borleias. How long away is the journey to Maanan?"

Beren nodded thankfully. He hoped that Master Jaxxon would still accept him as his own Padawan-learner. He had not much left to teach Beren. "That would be great. One problem, My ship doesn't have enough power to reach Maanan. Do you have a refueling station here?"

Beren jumped at the presence, she was hard to sense in this force-strong location. He gave the woman a soft smile. "Hello Darsha. I am Beren Erai. Padawan to Ryoo Jaxxon. My ship mis-jumped in hyperspace and I ended up here, on Borleais. What is this place exactly?" His hand loosened his grip from the lightsaber clicked on to his nerf-hide belt...

(Hope this is alright...) A grey battered Z-95 Headhunter slowly cruised in low-atmosphere, the low hum of the engines breaking the beautiful silence of the forests spread about the mountain range. In the cockpit, was Beren Erai, a Padawan. The Jedi-in-training was lost due to a hyperspace mis-jump, landing 26 parsecs from where he was going. Not enough fuel to get him to his destination, Beren decided to travel to the closest habitable planet... Borleais. It wasn't just because it was the closest planet to him that he chose it as his destination... There was something about it that made the padawan's senses perk up. Beren peered out of the left side of his cockpit to see an aged building, built many years ago by the obvious looks of it. On top of that, Erai felt a strong presence of the Force there.... After a few minutes of trying to find a spot to land in the thick forests, The Jedi moved up through the forests to the building set into the mountain-side. The human's light robes and cloak billowing around him as he made his way up.... Beren's hand clutched his newly made lightsaber. Before the misjump, he had been with his Jedi Master, Ryoo Jaxxon. His training was almost complete. With his Force skills adept and a newly made lightsaber, he was ready to take the trials... in a way. The man's lightsaber skills were not up to date and he doubted his instincts... He entered the main entrance, turning around walking, staring at the old statues of Jedi Knights....

Beren frowned at the dead body in disbelief, he was lost for words, the blood of his master stained the padawan robes of the Togruta. He looked up at the two Jedi. The padawan stretched out with the force and lifted the body up using the Force as a support, sensing the flowing energy move up and keep the body lifted off the ground. Moving the body onto the ship of his dead master he looked back one time. He clicked his master's lightsaber to his belt I'll give it to BLCKCLONE. He'll know what to do with it.. Quickly, he closed the ramp and went to the cockpit of the ship. Within a few minutes he was blasting out of Bespin and going to Hoth....

Beren nodded. The Jedi Padawan felt the flow of the force pulsing through his body become quick and uneasy, like an siesmometer at the hieght of an earthquake. But he understood the master's fear. He himself was scared. Armed only with a beat-up blaster, he couldn't do much to harm the Sith. The only thing he could do was watch, and probably die....

OOC: Checked 'em... So much for Mind Tricks.... Beren looked at his surroundings. The Togruta's red flesh blended into the scarlet sky and redish buildings. His padawan robes ruffled around him as the wind blowing through Bespin hit him and his master. He closed his eyes in meditation, the Force pulsed through him sending warm vibrations through out his body, the Jedi sensed an unusual feeling down in his heart.... something was slightly wrong here, there was someone.... a Sith. Or another being of danger to them. "Ryoo, something is here. I can bearly feel it.... It doesn't correlate with this world. This world is full of life and goodness. But what I feel is different... maybe even evil to go to extremes." he shrugged. "Then again I could be feeling something totally normal to this world..."

Beren shrugged. "I met him on Coruscant and he took me here. I don't even know his name....". He glanced up at the floating person,"Master Jedi?" the togruta hollered, "I think this planet is being evacuated! We should leave with this... this.... Guy with a YT-2400!". With nothing else to lose except his life and longing to become a Jedi, he boarded the ship.

Finding no response in the floating man, Beren slid down the tree to find the newly landed YT-2400 with a Balosar standing out in front of it. He looked at the transport with a raised eyebrow. "And we are going where in this thing?"

The Jedi hopeful Stepped off Ryoo's ship into the swampy environment, his boots squishing in the muck. Beren followed the Jedi to his meditating spot and watched him fly into the air. How.... interesting. Though I wouldn't do that if I was a Jedi.. He sat down at a tree and started to think about being a Jedi. If this man was indeed one of them. He should definetely talk to him. But how? He was way up above the trees. He glanced up. The Jedi seemed like he wasn't in a hurry to come down.... So Beren would simply just go to him. He started to climb the tree with startling agility. After getting his horns stuck in branches three times he finally made it to the top. Suddenly he felt really stupid. I shouldn't talk to him! He's meditating, yet he had to try. "Ehm... Hi. I suppose you're a Jedi and... well I think I might be potential for one too. Do you know where I could become one?"

Real Name: Beren Erai Nickname: Berie, etc Age: 22 Species:Human(Formerly Togruta) Height: 5'11" Weight: 170lb Hair: none Eyes: Sea green with orangy ring around pupil Sex: Male Homeworld: Dantooine Alignment: Good Clothing: Since his training had started he has started to wear the traditional tan and brown robes. Beren wears a Long tan tunic that goes down to his ankles and cut from his waist down the middle for maximum movement. Tied at the waist with a belt, giving a him a traditional Jedi apparel with some modern twist. Along with that he wears various cloaks depending on the severity of the weather. Weapon:DL-44 Heavy Blaster Rifle, Tenloss DX-5 Disruptor Rifle, a training saber with a blue blade and anything else he can get his hands on. Force User Inventory:bacta ointment, extra ammo, food packets Posessions:Z-95 Headhunter. Force Side: Light Trained by:N/A Trained who: N/A Current Affiliation: Jedi Order Current Rank: Padawan