The Dead God
"Rise, Apprentice.", Maliphant said with an iron stare.
"It is time you met your seniority."
With a wave of his hand, the Sithspawn bowed and began to maintain the forge - bring it back from the dark brink it was on. The doors behind Maliphant opened, and he began to walk from the confines of the dark room - illuminated by only the embers of fire and lava. Now in the hallways, surrounded by glorious sith architecture - his ashy, dirty form was nearly out of place. For what it was worth, however, Maliphant was focused on something else entirely.
"I have another Apprentice, named
Arcturus Dinn
. Revan once said it was foolish for a Lord to have more than one apprentice, that it was inevitable they would betray him; but I fear not your wraith, for I will not train you as Sith of old. You will find him, you will become his brother - and you will form a bond of steel.", he said between boot falls.
"A simple quest, but I will not offer you even a pittance of his location nor purpose. Hunt him, and return when you have done as I've asked, Venn."