Adzatsmam
"Iezkon tave Saarai"
[For public purposes, speech will be translated, but for all intents and purposes, they are speaking Sith]
With Korriban lost to the Pure-Bloods, and no place to call home except for the the ship, Adzatsmam had to figure out what the next step for his tribe would be. The ship was getting too cramped, and he knew his people were saddened from the event that occurred when they finally came back home... He sought out one of the oldest of his tribe, one of the Kissai, the wisest of his people and the most knowledgeable to help him and his people in this quest. This meeting would set him in the right direction, for him and his people. "Our wise elder, I request your guidance," he said as he slowly walked into the temple-made area of the ship. Not exactly a temple, but as religiousy as they could make it. The Kissai looked up and looked over at Adzatsmam and smiled, "You wish to know what our people should do in this dire time, Vazir?" she spoke, rising from her meditation. "Yes, please," he continued, kneeling down to her. "Stand, for the leader of our people should bow to no one, less we seem weak." The Kissai closed her eyes and stretched her arms out, connecting to the force to see in what direction it would pull her to. Adzatsmam waited for the answer he so wished for.
With Korriban lost to the Pure-Bloods, and no place to call home except for the the ship, Adzatsmam had to figure out what the next step for his tribe would be. The ship was getting too cramped, and he knew his people were saddened from the event that occurred when they finally came back home... He sought out one of the oldest of his tribe, one of the Kissai, the wisest of his people and the most knowledgeable to help him and his people in this quest. This meeting would set him in the right direction, for him and his people. "Our wise elder, I request your guidance," he said as he slowly walked into the temple-made area of the ship. Not exactly a temple, but as religiousy as they could make it. The Kissai looked up and looked over at Adzatsmam and smiled, "You wish to know what our people should do in this dire time, Vazir?" she spoke, rising from her meditation. "Yes, please," he continued, kneeling down to her. "Stand, for the leader of our people should bow to no one, less we seem weak." The Kissai closed her eyes and stretched her arms out, connecting to the force to see in what direction it would pull her to. Adzatsmam waited for the answer he so wished for.