Taral Mirtis
Member
[member="Azrael Dugarde"]
Galen stood upon Coruscant once again. This time as a free man. A probationary freedom, but freedom nonetheless. After proving himself to Seras Goto, and the other administrators of the Byss concentration camp, he had been sent to Coruscant to be trained in the ways of the One Sith. A man's signature had been imprinted upon Galen, a man named Azrael Dugarde, and Galen had been told his first trial was finding this man on the grand, overpopulated planet of Coruscant.
Stepping off the prison ship he had arrived on, he was no longer dressed in rags, but instead in simple grey pants and shirt. Around his wrists and ankles were still chains of his previous confinement. Bombs that were set to detonate should he try to leave this planet before Azrael disengaged them, and trackers to make sure he didn't just disappear into the underbelly of Coruscant to lead a life against the One Sith. Breathing in the polluted air of Coruscant, Galen sighed in contentment, and opened himself to the Force. Bogan's blessing filled the hybrid as he spread himself out, at first he couldn't feel the imprint of the man he was to find, but soon, an inkling of what direction to take appeared to him. Bogan spoke to the hybrid Sith as he began his search.
He would search, and follow the feeling that Bogan gave him to find this man that would teach him of the new order of Sith, an order that embraced the ideals of what his father once did, nearly a millennium ago. The ideals that Galen himself would embrace over his now dead father's latter ideas. Where his search would lead him, Galen was not sure yet, but he knew that the destination would lead to further freedom, and further confinement, until the day came where confinement wasn't an issue, as long as his will matched that of the Emperor's.
Galen stood upon Coruscant once again. This time as a free man. A probationary freedom, but freedom nonetheless. After proving himself to Seras Goto, and the other administrators of the Byss concentration camp, he had been sent to Coruscant to be trained in the ways of the One Sith. A man's signature had been imprinted upon Galen, a man named Azrael Dugarde, and Galen had been told his first trial was finding this man on the grand, overpopulated planet of Coruscant.
Stepping off the prison ship he had arrived on, he was no longer dressed in rags, but instead in simple grey pants and shirt. Around his wrists and ankles were still chains of his previous confinement. Bombs that were set to detonate should he try to leave this planet before Azrael disengaged them, and trackers to make sure he didn't just disappear into the underbelly of Coruscant to lead a life against the One Sith. Breathing in the polluted air of Coruscant, Galen sighed in contentment, and opened himself to the Force. Bogan's blessing filled the hybrid as he spread himself out, at first he couldn't feel the imprint of the man he was to find, but soon, an inkling of what direction to take appeared to him. Bogan spoke to the hybrid Sith as he began his search.
He would search, and follow the feeling that Bogan gave him to find this man that would teach him of the new order of Sith, an order that embraced the ideals of what his father once did, nearly a millennium ago. The ideals that Galen himself would embrace over his now dead father's latter ideas. Where his search would lead him, Galen was not sure yet, but he knew that the destination would lead to further freedom, and further confinement, until the day came where confinement wasn't an issue, as long as his will matched that of the Emperor's.