12-02-2014, 06:34 PM
Gherron took the cup and brought it to his lips, sighing contentedly at the flavor. Setting it back down, he listened to the man'a inquiry. Pulling the weapon from his belt, he held it in front of him. "I haven't given it a name, not many of us who wield these do. Where I come from, those strongest in the force, the Jedi and Sith wield these weapons called lightsabers. I'm a Jedi, and I'd like to say we're the good guys. We want order and peace, while the Sith... well, let's say they're not exactly the best at peace. We commonly fight each other. As a matter of fact, I got this-" He traced the scar on his face. "-from a young Sith not too long ago." He grimaced slightly, as if he were reliving the memory.