Kruel Zing
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Standing in the snow of Arkania, Kruel looked up to the sky the crimson orbs never leaving it. The wind blew wildly causing the Dashade’s cloak to flap in the wind. He’d been contacted a few standard days ago by a Bith by the name of Dravis. While Kruel had personally never heard of such a Bith it was always a pleasure when one mustered the courage to contact him. Not many had the courage or the outright gall to contact Kruel especially after the subjugation of Arkania. That was probably how he had come to the Bith’s attention, so of course Kruel would allow Dravis a meeting. He had supposedly also caused a slight ruckus with all of Kruel’s other upper echelon of apprentices and not been killed. He may be useful for something after all.
“My Lord you should get in before you catch a chill.” One of Ambroscus’ followers yelled from the entrance of the repurposed jedi Praxeum. His voice barely carried above the wind as it whistled in Kruel’s ears but the Dashade picked up the slight sensation of worry. His followers did truly see him as a paternal figure. They even cared for the Dashade, the one thing he had craved during his time as a jedi was now being received after his fall to the Sith. How ironic, an order devoted to unity and peace couldn’t accept him but those born of the dark, filled with ambition and dark emotions saw him akin to their savior. It warmed the black hole Kruel called a heart.
Having looked over what information the holonet could provide on the Bith, Kruel saw no mention of the force nor could see any definite connections why the Bith would’ve wished to become a Sith. Usually it was something in their path that drove them to become one with the dark, but there were on occasion those born to it. That had been destined to become Sith. Was that possibly Dravis?
[member="Dravis Rosilla"]
“My Lord you should get in before you catch a chill.” One of Ambroscus’ followers yelled from the entrance of the repurposed jedi Praxeum. His voice barely carried above the wind as it whistled in Kruel’s ears but the Dashade picked up the slight sensation of worry. His followers did truly see him as a paternal figure. They even cared for the Dashade, the one thing he had craved during his time as a jedi was now being received after his fall to the Sith. How ironic, an order devoted to unity and peace couldn’t accept him but those born of the dark, filled with ambition and dark emotions saw him akin to their savior. It warmed the black hole Kruel called a heart.
Having looked over what information the holonet could provide on the Bith, Kruel saw no mention of the force nor could see any definite connections why the Bith would’ve wished to become a Sith. Usually it was something in their path that drove them to become one with the dark, but there were on occasion those born to it. That had been destined to become Sith. Was that possibly Dravis?
[member="Dravis Rosilla"]