Edwin Setyl
Retributionist
Knowledge is power.
A statement constantly said to Edwin throughout the numerous masters he has had as an acolyte. So numerous he couldn't even remember. The data records probably couldn't keep up. It annoyed him with the amount of times he was reminded a failure. Even if he should keep control of his emotions like the Jedi Code said, he still believed there should be a line being human and... something else. The Sith taught him nothing and the Jedi taught him nothing. Sure Jedi ideals tied more with his own, but Edwin knew they would never be fully embraced. He believed that there must've been lightside Sith like him. The galaxy was a large old place. Many things had happened here.
This was why he traveled through the Dromund System. Korriban wouldn't be ideal, the most prominent Darkside Sith laid there. Dromund Kaas, Fels, and Tyne on the other hand. They would hold many entombed Sith, varying form ideal and practice. Forgotten things. There surely must've been some teachings that were preserved with these Sith, holotapes, datapads, datacrons, even the Siths themselves. Edwin heard many times how people in the past did strange things near the tombs. Edwin trained his mind, his mentality. Although it all originated for space combat, the Sith was sure it could be applied for any mind trick that might be frown at him.
Shame he had to do this alone. Always doing something alone. It wasn't a problem but... it might be nice having someone to share their own thoughts. He had always been about individualism. As long as they don't try to get super friendly with him. Except the ladies. The ladies would always be an exception with his blasted hormonal urges.
His first Destination would be Dromund Kaas. The planet had the largest number of tombs and... tombs. Hardly anyone lived there. Edwin heard tales of it's previous liveliness and activity, but now it just felt... empty. Even so, the planet still had strong darkside energies coming off of it. Edwin hoped he could hold his own against them. He wasn't exactly the typical weakling, but he surely wouldn't put himself at the top of the totem pole either.
A statement constantly said to Edwin throughout the numerous masters he has had as an acolyte. So numerous he couldn't even remember. The data records probably couldn't keep up. It annoyed him with the amount of times he was reminded a failure. Even if he should keep control of his emotions like the Jedi Code said, he still believed there should be a line being human and... something else. The Sith taught him nothing and the Jedi taught him nothing. Sure Jedi ideals tied more with his own, but Edwin knew they would never be fully embraced. He believed that there must've been lightside Sith like him. The galaxy was a large old place. Many things had happened here.
This was why he traveled through the Dromund System. Korriban wouldn't be ideal, the most prominent Darkside Sith laid there. Dromund Kaas, Fels, and Tyne on the other hand. They would hold many entombed Sith, varying form ideal and practice. Forgotten things. There surely must've been some teachings that were preserved with these Sith, holotapes, datapads, datacrons, even the Siths themselves. Edwin heard many times how people in the past did strange things near the tombs. Edwin trained his mind, his mentality. Although it all originated for space combat, the Sith was sure it could be applied for any mind trick that might be frown at him.
Shame he had to do this alone. Always doing something alone. It wasn't a problem but... it might be nice having someone to share their own thoughts. He had always been about individualism. As long as they don't try to get super friendly with him. Except the ladies. The ladies would always be an exception with his blasted hormonal urges.
His first Destination would be Dromund Kaas. The planet had the largest number of tombs and... tombs. Hardly anyone lived there. Edwin heard tales of it's previous liveliness and activity, but now it just felt... empty. Even so, the planet still had strong darkside energies coming off of it. Edwin hoped he could hold his own against them. He wasn't exactly the typical weakling, but he surely wouldn't put himself at the top of the totem pole either.