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[b][color=f26522]Location:[/color] [color=fff79a]Mandalore, Jedi Enclaves[/color][/b]
[b][color=f26522]Mentions:[/color] [@Alfhedil] [color=a187be](Solace)[/color][/b]
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As Dra'kal exited his ship, he would see a lone feminine figure walking towards him from the Citadel. He paused to inspect her from afar, initially believing that she was the diplomat he'd be meeting. He would be correct with that assumption, but the inquisitor couldn't help but have his attention concentrated upon the jedi's unusually "elegant" and "striking" attire, being a crimson dress that stretched down to her ankles while carrying a parasol. For a moment, he didn't seem to believe that she was a part of their order; perhaps believing her to be a politician or someone belonging with the Viszla Family. After all, the kaleesh was more used to seeing the traditional brown-and-tan robes coming from someone within their order, whether he met one of them during a mission or simply during his previous sparse trips to this very temple. Even most the people around him had the iconic robes that he was familiar with, with the temple guards garnering their own white robes. 

Nonetheless, despite dress having caught his temporary attention, Dra'kal mentioned nothing as the diplomat finally reached him and proceeded to call him by his full name. The inquisitor proceeded to remove his hooded cloak to reveal his bone-white mask that hid his face. All that could hint of his own humanity were the two amber eyes that seemed to almost illuminate from within. Despite his imposing features, the Inquisitor glanced down at the jedi and shook her hand.

[b][color=f26522]"Greetings,"[/color][/b] Dra'kal replied with a deepened tone, which amplified his rather strong kaleeshi accent, [b][color=f26522]"You must be~?"[/color][/b]

The jedi was quick to reply, introducing herself as Verra Alleron or Solace for short. She would then offer him to enter the Citadel, as well as a tour of the grounds if he was willing to. Dra'kal gave a quick second to consider before finally settling on an answer.

[b][color=f26522]"I thank you for the offer Solace,"[/color][/b] the Kaleesh humbly responded with a wave of his hand, [b][color=f26522]"But let's prioritize with the contents first. Once sorted, perhaps I wouldn't mind getting a proper tour of the Citadel."[/color][/b]

Indeed, the Kaleesh hadn't had a proper tour of the Citadel whenever he visited. He only roughly remembers a handful of areas that he was taken to to conduct any business regarding the Imperium. He wasn't much of the type to sightsee anyways, and even then he never really had the time to do much of that. However the Citadel had always been an exception to him. How different, or similar, were the enclave jedi really compared to the Imperium's own? And considering he wasn't ordered to report back as soon as possible, he might as well take the opportunity to himself.

It was about time anyways.