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But heed the zealot's lesson well,
when the weak court death, they find it.
when the weak court death, they find it.
if the rosebloods territory had reminded him of dromund kaas, than this vast desert with its pockmarked pyramids and ruins reminded him strongly of Korriban - though it lacked the countless tombs and the constant rush of apprentices on their trials - hm, he was almost nostalgic for the thought, Korriban had been where he'd taken his first steps from slave to acolyte to apprentice over Fon's corpse and Harkun's incompetence - then later a return to overthrow his persistent thorn in the side and ascension to being one of the ruling heads of the empire.
ah, but that all seemed a long time ago after the eternal empire and then the vergence event that had spat him here, transformed and far from whatever he knew - but he shook away those thoughts inwardly, as he focused on Blueridge's words - a simple smash and grab then? eye for an eye approach, with which he agreed, less potential bodies on the floor than he was used to with his usual missions (foraying into the heart of the enemy was often a common course) but this did not bother him.
he inclined his head, steadily approaching the river and heading in, swimming alongside Blueridge towards the wall where they'd be infiltrating - already inside and light on his feet, as he was accustomed to as an assassin of the sith arts and that this form lent itself well to such intricacies - clearly a cunning predator he'd been given the body of, an ambusher, stealthy, he was glad of that if nothing else - moving quietly towards the stores and grasping great stores of food in deadly claws - hm, maybe securing a few items along his back would enable him to carry more with his size and leave his, claws (still strange to have claws where fingers were) free in case anyone did happen upon them.
TAGS - INDORAPTOR (9FT) - SITH LORD - ROSEBLOODS / MEMBERah, but that all seemed a long time ago after the eternal empire and then the vergence event that had spat him here, transformed and far from whatever he knew - but he shook away those thoughts inwardly, as he focused on Blueridge's words - a simple smash and grab then? eye for an eye approach, with which he agreed, less potential bodies on the floor than he was used to with his usual missions (foraying into the heart of the enemy was often a common course) but this did not bother him.
he inclined his head, steadily approaching the river and heading in, swimming alongside Blueridge towards the wall where they'd be infiltrating - already inside and light on his feet, as he was accustomed to as an assassin of the sith arts and that this form lent itself well to such intricacies - clearly a cunning predator he'd been given the body of, an ambusher, stealthy, he was glad of that if nothing else - moving quietly towards the stores and grasping great stores of food in deadly claws - hm, maybe securing a few items along his back would enable him to carry more with his size and leave his, claws (still strange to have claws where fingers were) free in case anyone did happen upon them.
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