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"Is he alive?" a voice, it was soothing to cremek's ears, like a mother's voice.. "of course he is.. he's a child of mandalore.." this second one made cremeks blood boil just hearing it.. cremek could feel himself being lifted, shouts, a blaster shot ringing out in the crowd.. chaos.. neophytes...

it was cold, cold even for hoth, even with the features of cremeks armor he was still freezing his ass off. But the discomfort would be well worth it, for cremek had stumbled upon rumors of the location of the site the first galactic empire and the famous rebellion fought, bled, and died. the...

Coroscant. A metropolitan city, the famous, or infamous (depending on who you were asking) "jewel of the core worlds" Seat of the first galactic empire.. that's why Cremek had came, rumors of a particularly juicy find via a broker had lured cremek to coroscant, one that could provide more of...

Mandalore. Mandalore system. Mandalore...A place cremek had long avoided, home. He had afforded himself very few opportunities to allow himself to return here, the bittersweet memories of this planet, such as his father saying goodbye for what neither knew would be the last time. Today was...

Ahh.. yavin.. a safe place for Cremek, a place cremek could lick his wounds, research his newest findings, and just get away from his stressful duties in turn of working on his saber style, his so called "wraith form" or "constrictor form", heavily inspired by juyo, this form focused on locking...

"you walk two worlds, with a heart of beskar, and that is what will have you ascend to greatness. Never forget where you came from, or who you are. Bend, but never break my son." - Nefie aram, saying her farewells before her son takes his trial to become a champion.. Cremek stood, the dry...

Korriban... Amidst the growing danger to the sith order, and betrayal by their own empire, cremek candorus, sith scholar and sorcerer, flies to korriban in search of secrets both profound and profane.. Cremek had ventured quite far from sith territory to come here, chills running down his...

Dantooine, amidst a storm swept plain.. Oh boy what a day, it seems Cremeks task as a historian for his order was without end. Cremek had taken a shuttle to dantooine, no questions asked, a planet that has seen its fair share of history in both the jedi and the sith order, he knew he was risking...

somewhere in the galaxy, in a place so dark, yet both so profane and sacred at the same time, you have procured the second and most recent grimoire of a "Cremek candorus" for reasons only known to you.

somewhere, deep in the nal-hutta marshlands..