Darth Jevelin
"Hello, Jedi. My name is Jevelin. Darth Jevilin, to be exact.
I work for the Emperor, and he wants you killed," comes the voice
of the mysterious man. His voice is not cold, nor raspy, but like
that of a normal man, in his mid-twenties.
The man removes his cloak, and Qui-Gon recognized him. "Why,
he...he's my old friend from Jedi Traning, Kennith Starscape. He
left right after training, but I never would have thought he would
have turned to the Dark Side..." came the thoughtful voice of
Qui-Gon.
Obi-Wan looks at him hard. He looks like your average man, tall,
handsom, thin, with a roundish face, but not fat at all. He wore a
brown-leather suit, with black gloves and black boots.
"You must die now, Qui-Gon, and whoever you are," he said,
and drew his lighsaber and began to advance slowly.
"Careful, Obi-Wan, his speed and skill are legendary...."
said Qui-Gon
As Qui-Gon stares aimlessly off into space, as if he was deep in
thought about something really cool{yeah, the delicious balogna
sandwich he had for lunch a couple of minutes ago} when suddenly the
door in the back opens up, and in steps a mysterious man, in a black
cloak that conceals his face.
