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I hold the torch ov Heraclitus, so I can shake the Earth and move the Suns

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Dromund Kaas
Former Throneworld of the Old Empire
A rather unassuming shuttle would exit hyperspace in close proximity to the Dromund system in the old Sith Worlds, the vessel careening in an arc as it made a beeline for one of the many skyhooks orbiting the planet's ruin. This was all that remained of the once proud Imperial capital, and to the single occupant of the shuttle it was more than painful to look upon what had become of his home. In truth Ludovic didn't know if he had the conviction to actually return to this world after so many years, for he feared the sight of its desolation might be too much for his strained heart. Yet he endured, his eyes narrowing in grim determination to restore his home to its proper glory, but even after a time he had to tear his gaze away from the ugly white and green marble.

While he had made attempts to reach out the Rekali Clan, they were not the only ones he sought aid from to fulfill his honorable goals. And it would be on this space station orbiting Dromund Kaas where he would meet him. The shuttle banked hard to the right and began the rigorous docking sequence to safe secure the ship to one of the many ports that lined the outer perimeter of the station. Once a connection was established Ludovic departed the shuttle with a trio of Sigismund Knights armed with virbo-axes, vibroswords, and more modern blaster rifles. He didn't expect to face danger or adversity during this trip, but it was more a symbol of status than anything else. Let [member="Darell Irani"] think whatever he wanted of him, but he must be reminded that Ludovic was a proud noble, and was not to be taken lightly.
 

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