The Hunter in Exile
Nick finished up his business on Dantooine.... The Sith Knight had been sent out to deal with a few rogue Force Users who had been causing the Empire grief... Trying to blend in, pretend to be Sith... And stab their forces in the back.
Nick had remembered walking into their camp, as a trojan horse of sorts... He had given them a smile and pretended he still thought they were Sith... But out of the corner of his eye, he could see sneers and evil grins on their faces... They were too obvious, and they really thought they had them fooled...
And then Nick had drawn his lightsaber. The duel bladed saber had struck fear in the hearts of the mooks as Nick had cut them down, one by one. None of them stood a chance against a real Sith Knight straight up, and Nick had mercilessly cut them down, leaving their severed heads and bodies at their camp to rot as a message for whoever may cross the Sith again.
Nick began the trek back to civilization... He figured he'd do some travelling again while he waited for another call... Just as he once had as a Bounty Hunter... A life long behind him. It felt like a long time since he had forsaken the hunter's call, joined the Sith, and even longer still since he had escaped from the dreadship of Circe Sevan, who he still blamed for the death of the one woman who meant a thing in this world to him... His cold blue eyes shined under his hood as he reminiscenced the memory...
Nick had remembered walking into their camp, as a trojan horse of sorts... He had given them a smile and pretended he still thought they were Sith... But out of the corner of his eye, he could see sneers and evil grins on their faces... They were too obvious, and they really thought they had them fooled...
And then Nick had drawn his lightsaber. The duel bladed saber had struck fear in the hearts of the mooks as Nick had cut them down, one by one. None of them stood a chance against a real Sith Knight straight up, and Nick had mercilessly cut them down, leaving their severed heads and bodies at their camp to rot as a message for whoever may cross the Sith again.
Nick began the trek back to civilization... He figured he'd do some travelling again while he waited for another call... Just as he once had as a Bounty Hunter... A life long behind him. It felt like a long time since he had forsaken the hunter's call, joined the Sith, and even longer still since he had escaped from the dreadship of Circe Sevan, who he still blamed for the death of the one woman who meant a thing in this world to him... His cold blue eyes shined under his hood as he reminiscenced the memory...