<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/87/Cropped_half_Human_NEGAS.jpg)<br/></div><strong>Telen</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Korriban Shuttle Landing<br/><strong>Summary:</strong>Watching landing pad from the<br/><strong>Tagged: </strong>Sa'na, Moros, anyone<br/><hr/><br/>Telen had been at the top of the stairs watching the ships for some time now. As soon as the tournament had been announced he had spent every spare moment training and getting ready for the tournament. Today he had been planning to do the same but he had changed his mind when he saw the first few ships as they approached the landing pad. The site had been enough to change his mind and so he had been watching the ships descend for a good twenty minutes before the first of the Overseer can with a group of acolytes close behind them. Not wanting to draw to much attention to himself he let a few of his peers take spots in front of him. When he had first arrived he would have risked starting a fight for the same thing but he had learned the hard way at times that it was best to choose his fights. Identifying the ships alone had been enough to reinforce his will to get off the planet. He knew he was ready to leave Korriban and continue his lessons under someone else's directions.<br/><br/>He had been listening to the other students around him as rumors spread that Moros' son would be competing in with them. His lips currled back as he thought that he might have found a way to grad the attention that would need get him off the planet. Telen jumped with all those around him as the Chiss dropped just in front of them and all his thoughts were wiped from his mind for the moment. He pushed his way through the others as they recovered from the shock so he could listen to what was being said.  He glared at the Chiss which turned to a smirk as he listened to the words of the hooded Sith not far away. "Maybe an Overseer is not enough of a challenge to get the attention of the Sith now." He knew he could have just made a fatal mistake by speaking but if he was going to get off of Korriban he needed to take risks. Calculated risks were how he had survived here so using them to leave seemed natural. When he recognized Temor as a Dominar he tensed almost imperceptibly knowing just how much power the family commanded. His family had just narrowly escaped more than a few of the Dominar ships over the years.