Darth Keres

Equipment | In Bio
Location | Home..
Tag | Open
Within the swamps of Nal Hutta, a violent and terrible screaming of the force reached out... With its source being an armor clad woman meditating in front of an old shack. Despite the many years it had been here, none of the locals dared to touch it.. They claim the land to be cursed, guarded by a pale creature that stalked the night many years ago.
It was once home, and now it would serve as something new. Memories, filled to the brim with emotion. This was no dark nexus by any means, but the land gave her strength even still.
Like how she had once waited in a somber field of unmarked graves, once again her twisted force called out. It was a test, she craved to dig her claws into someone.
But why return to such a place? It is by blood we learn, the price of one's own self. Remaining idle was for the weak, and by every layer of hell she hated weakness... Weakness and corruption were so deeply rooted in the very core of existence, and she would be the one to rip it out, whether they understood the kindness or not.
Here not only could she overpower her past, but there was also a chance to teach someone... Her call was louder this time, the dark welcome mat given out to whoever would answer this call.
Today could be a fight, or perhaps not... Fate was funny in that way.