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"I don't think you understand," Alduin grumbled after Cremek offered the saber. "I hunt Sith. You aren't." Alduin then made his way down the canyon back to his ship. Those words would hopefully strike the Mandalorian. There was a difference between those who wielded the Darkness, like Alduin...

Alduin sighed after listening to the man's protest. Then, after holstering his gun, the Huntsman backed away from the Mando carefully in case the idiot still tried to do something stupid. How could a Sith have so much honor and love within? It didn't make sense to Alduin. Maybe his source was...

Alduin watched the Sith falter before him. Promises were fickle things weren't they? Perhaps the Huntsman expected too much from Cremek. The was already over and both of them were worn out, but Alduin seemed to be the only one with some fight left in him. So, he walked towards the kneeling Sith...

Cremek was only able to block the downwards strike, and he find that the upwards assault would've torn up his armor and carved into his skin. The kick to the shins was confusing, but Alduin took the blunt pain in with ease. When the Mando-Sith jumped back, Alduin prepared to go onto the...

After Cremek parried his attack, Alduin used the Force to swiftly dodge backwards to avoid the Sith's lightsaber. There were few rules that Alduin lived by these days- one of them was simple; Never use your lightsaber on an unworthy opponent. So far, Cremek was getting there, but how much longer...

What was this man doing? It looked...felt...like he was talking to someone. The Force worked in mysterious ways, but Alduin only knew one person who was plagued by another conscious. Then, Faen looked at the Mandalorian differently, almost seeing the woman whom he gave up to pursue this dreaded...

Alduin Ren heard a few rumors about a Mandalorian Sith who's theatrics and obsession with the Dark Side were a bit over the top. So, the Sith-Hunter had to see for himself. The EX-Jedi's source said he would be scouting ancient Sith ruins, and what a better place to start looking than on the...

Somewhere in the Unknown Regions M A L E V O L E N T P U T R I F A C T I O N The remaining pair of Sith who deemed themselves Knights of Ren ran for the hills where their ship laid comfortably above the burning inferno behind them. One was a master, the other, an apprentice- there was a...

A train came to a halt and a small tendril of the Force drew Faen's attention to it. This was it- he could feel it. But who had the crystal? After a quick self-debate, Faen decided to sacrifice his concentration on hiding his presence to focus on the presence of the kyber crystal. It didn't...

How unfortunate. Wu-Ming had just finished collecting three bled kyber crystals from three dead Sith. When the Ex-Jedi heard of another kyber crystal floating around in the hands of an alleged nobody, Wu-Ming went on the hunt. This departure brought him to Coruscant and the city scape was as...

When it became apparent that Jett wasn't interested, Faen leaned forward in his chair, no longer looking at the Orcolan. Dang it. Maybe he pried a little too much. Or maybe the Orc needed a bit more motivation. Whoever he was after, this Guclu, meant a lot more to him than just a lover. In fact...

Now we were talking. Just as Faen was about to leave, a hefty fella with a bucket o' beer. Subtly, he stole a seat next to the Orc. Just far enough away to make it appear as if it wasn't intentional. He kept the helmet on, just in case as always, but judging by the look of the rest of the...

Faen still couldn't sleep well at night. That damned artifact still reached out to him from lightyears away. The Jedi Order had finally pissed him off. They told him he was letting it reach- Faen had been trying to get rid of it's presence in his mind but nothing worked. The Ring wanted it's...

Mission Log: #1.0 Status: Living Dangerously User Log: #1025 User Pass: ************* Location: Outer Rim<Unmarked:Dagobah> Was this worth it? Was this going to fix things? Being away from the Ring felt better at least. Maybe it was best just to finish the log and be done with it. Someone...

Being separated from the Ring did, however, clear the mind of the Seer greatly. So much so, that the words of both Hera and the scorning of the Councilwoman spurned his soul. Guilt overwhelmed him- but could he ask for forgiveness? What good would that do? Faen believed now more than ever that...