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Brelin leaned against the wall of a room once occupied with the weapons of war, but now empty and spartan, only used sparingly as a training room. It was a sad truth that the war was now dying down, with the Battle of Coruscant marking the unofficial end of the war. Sure, there were a few Galactic Alliance holdouts left, but everybody knew that the war was over, the GA had put up a pathetic fight and now the Sith ruled supreme. Still, the Empire knew better than to bring its guard down. Now, more than ever, they called for more training and classes to be organized in order to avoid the whole Sith Imperium becoming complacent and inept. That was why Brelin was on Korriban, to teach young acolytes on what it truly means to be Sith, and that wasn't the stereotypical Sith either.
In fact, the Sith Crusader was a far cry from the Sith that has been popularly accepted. He was not overly aggressive, he was not big and strong. Instead, he was calm, cold, distant, as well as being lean yet fit. Nor did Brelin unnecessarily kill everyone out right, he thought with his mind rather than his lightsaber, and that was the knowledge that Brelin wanted to impart on the Acolytes, but for now he waited.
In fact, the Sith Crusader was a far cry from the Sith that has been popularly accepted. He was not overly aggressive, he was not big and strong. Instead, he was calm, cold, distant, as well as being lean yet fit. Nor did Brelin unnecessarily kill everyone out right, he thought with his mind rather than his lightsaber, and that was the knowledge that Brelin wanted to impart on the Acolytes, but for now he waited.