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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...

"Forgive me..." Faen was filled with regret. He should have kept this thing hidden. It was no surprise or secret that the artifact had grabbed the Padawan's attention. The familiar glint in his eyes... The darkness the Seer had thought he had extinguished on Yavin... it was back. Because of him...

Though Faen hadn't been in contact with the Ring within the past few hours, it still called to him and it's dark tendrils threatened to breach it's Master. Faen had gotten better at blocking mental attacks, but this was constant. The war in his head raged on and never stopped, the Darkness...

"I think you're right," Faen agreed before igniting his lightsaber and attempted to cut the Ring or melt it to slag, but again, the strange artifact rebounded from the blade, sizzling with heat. "If you could, I'd like you to join me when I present this to them. It would be nice to have a...

Never had Faen intended for this to happen- that damned Padawan was the source of all this madness. If only Faen had kept better track of it, he wouldn't be fighting with a fellow Knight over something so stupid. What example was she setting for her apprentice? Attacking an unarmed man because...

Arctus was a wonderful man who was going to do and become great and wonderful things. Faen couldn't bare the thought of ruining any of that with the petty artifact he'd been wearing around his neck. It begged to be worn on the finger, but the Seer declined. Not yet. Not until he understood it...