Cairyn Midore
Use may be fatal.
V e n g e a n c e .
It was a dish best served cold, someone had told Cairyn at one point. He couldn't recall who had said that to him, nor how he had reacted at that time. He did, however, recall only disagreeing with the sentiment. Some people could like their vengeance as frozen as they wanted, but him? No, he was far too vindictive for that. He'd like his served nice and hot, without any cold patches in the middle. That was what brought him here. To the heart of the Sith Empire, home of the man who brought him nothing but torment, all for a crime Cairyn hadn't even been aware he was committing until it was too late for any form of repentance. It was an encounter that had just about ruined the boy, one of which he was still reeling from physically. Emotionally? Well, that's all in the head, right?
But none of that mattered, not anymore. Because today he was putting an end to the monster, once and for all. Forgetting the fact that in terms of physicality and brute power he was sorely lacking, or that his plan hadn't included anything beyond simply getting here. He was determined to enact his vengeance, regardless of the cost or who he had to go through first. His determination would be both his sword and shield, there would be no room for failure. Besides, everyone loved an underdog, right? It might cost a few innocent's lives, but their sacrifice was one he was willing to make.
There was no attempt at stealth on the Teevan's part. The Orbalisks made such things an impossibility, especially in such a place so intuned with the dark side. The parasites reveled in it, almost quivering in anticipation for what carnage could come. Rather than attempt sneaking around, the boy hid in plain sight. It was a simple matter, really. There wasn't much more he needed to look the part of one of these Sith, his petite frame warped into a far more intimidating silhouette by his armor, his already pale face and dark mop of hair only adding to the illusion. His glasses, a necessary evil, took away from the illusion most. Regardless, he was here and more than ready to take on anyone who dared stand in the way of him and his so justly deserved revenge.
[member="Darth Prazutis"]