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Ven knelt on the ground within the Zoist academy. The room he knelt in was a square about forty yards from corner to corner. The ceiling sloped up in a pyramid shape stopping short of forming a tip which formed an opening to the sky that allowed snowflakes to flit down into the from the overcast sky. Icicles hung off the ceiling and the corners were home to piles of snow which were swept from under the aperture in the ceiling. Ven was wearing the standard issue black acolyte robes. Before was his warblade laid out in front of him and a box that contained a training lightsaber assembly with a red crystal. He also had a Sith holocron put directly in the center of the room. So far he had like things on Zoist. Sith life suited him well and Ven was beginning to think he would like it better than pirate life. "Now then," he said to himself. "My partner should be here soon."