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Callum Attar was a complicated individual. In a sense, it could be said that the Sith was too smart for his own good. An overwhelmingly arrogant complaint, as was the case with Sith, but at the same time, perhaps, a little more. A Sith among Sith, perhaps The individual's intellect made dealing...

An eyebrow rose at the Darth matter-of-factly letting slip some strangely pointed commentary about reality holonet programming. This very much felt like territory he should not tread on, and so the man decided to promptly ignore it, lest his lightsabre find perch between his legs again. "I...

Her abilities were certainly something. This had marked the first time Callum had witnessed Plant Surge. Most Sith abhorred the notion of Life, for whatever reason, and as a result these arts fell from grace when the Jedi had. So, it was interesting to witness them in the flesh. To feel as the...

It truly wouldn't be easy to deal with this guy, would it? The Mirialan didn't even try to offer so much as a word. Instead it was just gloom, darkness, and more gloom. And evidently the Darth truly didn't want the abridged version, it seemed, which meant every nook and cranny of this story...

A question the mild-mannered Sith had been asked more than once made a rather surprising appearance. It did seem like the woman was truly green. Then again, to take up the mantle of an ancient, defunct order (the Jedi), he supposed nothing less than a strong, romanticised sense of idealism would...

The woman had had her lightsabre ready to fight, and had taken serious convincing to so much as get her to quit using it, even though she knew she lacked the proper training. Now she expected him to believe she wanted to make friends? It was adorable, really, watching her try to bull-shit a...

He could smell the material melting and burning in such close proximity, and had more than been caught by surprise by the immediate action taken. Yet again Callum wished for there to be Gods in the realms of his belief, this time so he could curse them and blaspheme until the skies blackened...

A smile blossomed on his lips yet again. Not a minute ago, this woman had blamed those comments on the drink having gotten to her, and that she'd never share one with him, and now the entire story had changed. The grand stand was a nice touch, truly, but it had sadly not done a lot of fooling...

Well, this had been a strange turn of events. While Callum had vaguely been implying that a peaceful resolution was the better option, he hadn't actually thought the woman would ever come to agree so quickly. It remained true that he was, in all likelihood, the superior combatant, and as a...

Callum enjoyed material things. He would not allow himself to be controlled by his urges like some junkie, but the man was by no means a monk. The Coruscantian had been raised to be was arrogant, condescending, and all other things Sith. But he did also believe him to be aware of many of the...

A quizzical eyebrow was raised at the woman's words, and Callum had waited until she'd said her piece before speaking himself. Upon noticing that she'd lowered her blade, he leaned his shoulder against a tree, furthering this display of a casual situation, acting in order to devalue and defuse...

. Traps for . Troubadours Callum never had spent much time within capital ships, having spent most of his days avoiding those deemed capable enough to lead this much firepower like the plague. And when the Darth had told him there was some further explaining required, the Coruscantian...

"It's part of my charm, really." - the man replied, the same tone as ever, without so much as a hint of hesitation. Evidently this wasn't the first time he'd heard something along those lines. And judging by his response, it wouldn't be the last. Slowly, the man rose back to his feet, having...

Who would have figured that the Acolyte would feel the Force being used here, of all places. Immediately, he moved to inspect it. It hadn't been far off from where he was, and he had managed to get there just in time to watch the show. To think it would be this. - the man thought, his brain...

History. It certainly had an important place in his life, but Callum rarely sought these ruins out. History was meant to be experienced, they said, and in coming to these places, that was very clearly true. The Force that oozed out of this place seemed to tell incredible stories of spilled...

The empty corridor caught had caught his eye before Tagus had. Once he saw the Darth, everything clicked. By everything, of course, he meant that he was in serious, serious trouble. There was no point in trying to flee, or explain anything away. But this didn't mean that the worst case scenario...

It had seemed that the cat that had torn the worker to shreds had grown tired of feasting while its pride-mates died. At some point, it had chosen to stalk and attack the Crusader. Callum had caught that out of the corner of his eye, but by the time he had, it was too late and the beast had...

It'd been a while since something had gone this well for the Acolyte. Usually, official business either meant that he'd be having a rough go of it, or whichever partner was detached with him would be putting their foot in it left and right. This little escape, however, had gone well. And an...

This was unbelievable. Tagus seemed to be buying the act. He seemed to be buying it! Callum's heart just about leapt out of his chest in joy. That sardonic little smirk and the hand gesture implied exactly what the Acolyte had been hoping, praying even, to see. Dismissal. Plain and simple. He...

Callum was surprised by the guttural roar that the woman had released, as well as the bloodbath that then ensued. He figured it made some sense, considering the woman's tribal face markings and her large stature, but still. This was one lady he did not want to get in the wrong side of. Still...