wandering samurai

Dantooine, amidst a storm swept plain..
Oh boy what a day, it seems Cremeks task as a historian for his order was without end. Cremek had taken a shuttle to dantooine, no questions asked, a planet that has seen its fair share of history in both the jedi and the sith order, the chance to discover something with historical value was something cremek could not resist, perhaps he can discover records of the almost mythological revan and his time here, if he was extremely lucky, but he was equally fascinated to anything relating to the sith lords of old.
Cremek's hopes were a chance to uncover the ancient temple that once stood here, he wanted to learn as much as he could. He had always believed that the secret to ultimate power lied amongst the secrets of the sith lords of old and their lives, maybe, if he discovered enough, he could uncover a way to gain their power and share it wish the rest of his kin, and usher them into a golden age. So here he was, A gentle rainstorm had swept in, not that he didn't like it, in fact, he was absolutely bedazzled,
how could a planet be so beautiful? he thought to himself.
"now.. where to begin..." he muttered to himself, out loud this time. He really had not thought this through, but oh well, this was a chance for him to explore the ruins here nonetheless.
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