1: "The Search for a Jedi"

[Carth Renz]

War was consuming the Galaxy. This was a matter of fact and not opinion; despite these important facts, war was inevitable as the Jedi and Sith battle to be the main power over the Galaxy. There were those that believed peace could restore justice in the Galaxy and that perhaps the Sith and the Jedi could live in harmony if only diplomacy would take the lead. This could be true, however both sides of the war were hellbent on destroying the other, this meant most negotiations would never be considered even in the most understanding of circumstances. Many Sith had their own reasons for wanting the Jedi dead; same goes for most Jedi wanting the Sith dead too - people have their reasons. Carth Renz, he had his reasons...

Carth observed the knight fall of Coruscant from his window. The big City looked sickeningly beautiful, especially at night. Thousands of ships were travelling from one place to the other, all with a destination in mind. It could be home, work, meetings; their purposes were their own. Carth remained hidden in his apartment; he rarely appeared in public in Coruscant as he wanted his identity their to be kept quiet. If the Jedi knew a Sith was in Coruscant, they would surely track him down. The Jedi... their beliefs never did sit well with Carth; he knew full well that their motto's in life were to forgive and forget. He felt like approaching the Jedi Temple and showing them exactly who what a Jedi had done to him. Show them exactly how the protector's of peace had changed him physically for the rest of his life. Carth's robotic limbs would often twitch - they hadn't been installed properly and this meant that despite everything, they would never serve him justice as he would have liked them to. This was one of the reasons why Carth decided to arrive on Coruscant. Not only was he likely to find his Jedi enemy here, he was likely to find someone that could fix his faulty limbs too. He'd heard numerous stories about Jedi and Sith that had just as many abilities despite them missing a limb or two. Sure, Carth needed more than a few simple limbs, but he knew someone on Coruscant could do it.

His airspeeder was sitting in waiting. The black speeder was something Carth used to get around in; it wasn't his, the previous owner of the apartment, who currently was lying dead inside the bedroom, must have been a big fan of airspeeder's as he had three. Just as Carth was about to board the speeder, he heard a familiar voice from behind - "Master, shall I remove the body before your return?" spoke the robotic voice. It was K-0B6-JE3, Carth's protocol droid and his only known companion. If you could call him that. Carth had little time for droids, but JE3 seemed to stick with him throughout his entire vengeance plot against the Jedi that wronged him. Carth turned to the droid - there he stood, all silver with bug-like eyes staring at Carth. This droid was the only person that seen Carth without his mask, cloak and robes in tact. "Yes" responded Carth. He proceeded to climb awkwardly into his speeder and took off away from the apartment. It was the Underworld that Carth was heading - there was a bar there that was sanctuary for many crooks and villains. Carth wasn't familiar with the kind of tradings that went on within the bar, but it was where he would find his contact. You see, Carth had been researching to discover someone with talents in the robotics department to help him repair his limbs, he had little luck but managed to discover a gentlemen who operated in the underworld of Coruscant. Carth arranged to meet him - he wasn't sure what the man would want in return, but he knew that his guard had to be up. He wasn't a push over, but he didn't want to draw attention to himself and he especially didn't want the Jedi knowing he was on Coruscant.

As Carth arrived at the Underworld of Coruscant, he began searching heavily for the logo of the bar he'd been told to meet his contact. The bar "TEEDO's" wasn't an easy one to spot. The Underworld was a darker place than the main district of Coruscant; grim, dark and gritty was the only way it could be described. There was trash everywhere, groups of people gathered in corners exchanging illegal goods out of the watchful eye of the troopers that patrolled the area and most of the buildings were damaged also. Carth discovered Teedo's Diner and immediately parked the airspeeder aside of the building. Teedo's seemed busy, the outside was bustling with activity and laughter could be heard form inside the building itself. Carth walked slowly down the alleyway towards the front of the building, which was located along a large stretch of bars and other diners. Many of the Underworld creatures stared at Carth, he immediately stood out. Cloaked in black and sporting a white mask; his disguise wasn't exactly a subtle one. He avoided eye contact with the passers by and limped into the diner itself. It was busy; hundreds of people were drinking, laughing and joking. Smoke filled the musty air from the diner visitors smoke inhalations and the live band played music; it wasn't a busy, lively music as usually found in these places, the band appeared to be keeping themselves quiet. In fact it appeared as though the band didn't want to be there at all, they looked terrified. They were amongst the only humans in the place. Carth attracted attention as he entered the building. He limped his way into a small corner; the contact arranged to meet him there and it was the perfect spot. As he sat himself down, he looked around the room. These people were definitely beneath Carth; they lacked any kind of grace or intelligence - in fact these people were incapable of being loyal to anyone other than the stuff they were drinking.

Carth's mind turned towards his goal - getting his limbs fixed would make him one of the ultimate powers in the Galaxy. He was held back by the Jedi that injured him. The jedi...Carth didn't even know his name; didn't even know if he was a Master or not. He just knew what he looked like. Carth was going to make him suffer for all that he'd done. The thoughts of the Jedi sent a cold, shivering hatred through Carth's body - the hate made him clench his imperfect robotic limb tightly. To the people around him, he was just heavily cloaked; they couldn't see all the damage he'd received underneath the robes and mask. They didn't see how much he'd suffered. There was again; the cold hatred, like a clump of ice had just moved down Carth's back. It was in Carth's plan to destroy that Jedi, but first...he was here. He needed to get a professional to fix the limbs he had lost, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to take on any Jedi, let alone if this Jedi happened to be a Master...

(OOC: Anyone can join, the Coruscant bar is an open field. Although I'm currently looking for someone to be my characters "contact", so please join if you'd like)
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[Eolhcmonkey]

Coro walked into the bar looking around to see if there was anything he could do. His civilian clothes was a grey shirt and pants he had a small pouch strapped to his belt. he ordered some water and sipped it slowly. he watched people come and go from the small bar. one person in particular caught the Torugruta's eye a masked man dressed all in black with an sense of superiority. Coro thought to himself "A Sith walks into a bar..either this is a beginning of a bad joke or a bad night." Coro kept his blue eyes trained on him contemplating on if he should go near him or not. He kept his face neutral and his emotions hidden to any Force-sensitive. it was a skill he had mastered in order not to arouse suspicion he sipped once more from his glass of water as he waited to see what the Sith had in mind.

 

[Carth Renz]

Carth's plan was going to work. The Jedi say arrogance is weakness, but Carth knew nothing would stand in his way. He'd go to desperate lengths too, he didn't care how much he had to do. His contact had to be someone within the Jedi Order, it had to be someone that would know the Jedi that Carth was seeking. As Carth was observing his unusual surroundings, a Bith creature arrived at his table. Hairless and balding; the unusual looking creature seemed to stare at Carth without any fear. The blank, glossy eyes of the Bith in front of Carth seemed like it was staring into his soul. It almost looked lifeless. I'm the one in the mask - thought Carth. The Bith's own language was one that Carth didn't understand; he began speaking and seemingly pointed to a glass near the bar. A drink? could have been what it was asking. Carth lifted his hand up and signalled no to the Bith, who then fluttered to the left of the table and disappeared.

As the creature had disappeared, Carth felt eyes on him. He looked towards the bar and saw someone staring at him. Carth looked at the man; he wore a grey shirt and pants - this wasn't someone who really fitted into the Underworld bar of Teedo's bar. He was almost a little too smartly dressed for someone in here. Carth was suspicious instantly, this gentlemen had obviously take an interest in Carth as he refused to blink or make any kind of movement, despite the Sith and the civilian's eyes meeting each other. Maybe this is the contact? thought Carth - the gentlemen looked out of place in the bar and the contact Carth had arranged to meet wasn't someone from the Underworld of Coruscant. Carth lifted his finger into the air and signalled the civilian to his table. As he awaited the gentlemen's response, Carth briefly felt a sense of satisfaction and annoyance. He wanted the contact to hurry and give him the information he required. He knew it wouldn't be given freely, but his hatred and plan for revenge was already in motion. Carth's conflicting mind was constantly making a mess of his thoughts - he HATED the Jedi for what had happened to him; of course his Master taught him to hate the Jedi anyway, but Carth's hatred was only expanded following the death of his parents and his dis-figuration. He needed revenge... but he needed to repair his broken body more than anything. His contact had previously told him that not only would he be able to give him information about the Jedi, but could also help him repair his mechanical limbs too. This contact must want something pretty big from Carth before being provided with all the information and requirements he needed; but he was ready for this. The Jedi would suffer and it would be at his hands...​

 

[Eolhcmonkey]

Coro walked over and sat down across from Carth his voice calm and cool like a winds of Hoth he spoke briefly "So, you want me to tell you all about your..enemy and from the looks of it you need a better augmentations then what you have. I want information as well, a trade of secrets if you will. I want to know of a self-proclaimed Sith Lord named Lord Marr. if you give me his true identity and where he resides I can get you a better arm and the information you need." He watched the man for a bit seeing what he would do. Coro usually never worked with Sith but, times were tough and information scares. He'd have to do unpleasant things if it was all for the greater good. He looked around the Bar and he felt a twinge of annoyance perhaps it was from the man in front of him or from someone else. Coro ignored the bombardment of other feelings that the people in the bar were spewing out from their minds he threw their thoughts away, clearing his mind once more and waiting in anticipation for what the Sith had in store for him.

 

[Carth Renz]

Carth listened carefully to the gentleman's every word. Carth could see the people of Teedo's were staring at the Sith Lord and his civilian contact; he ignored the passers by, but he could hear their thoughts. "Unusual folk", "Who are they" and "What are they talking about?" were a few questions he could hear. Carth's lifeless mask was rested on the civilian's vision. The Gentleman mentioned Lord Marr; this was a familiar sounding name. Carth's Master spoke about many Sith Lord's during his training and he definitely knew of Lord Marr. But first... Carth wasn't going to give this civilian all he wanted to hear straight away - he was going to play around a little. He was determined, but this contact seemed somewhat confident that Carth was going to provide him with the information; which made Carth believe that this civilian knew exactly which Jedi he was hunting. The civilian also mentioned a new arm; Carth began to speak. His raspy, damaged voice was menacing as ever as he replied to the gentlemen - "I require two new arms and an upgraded leg replacement..." . Carth waited the gentleman's response; his lifeless eyes rested through the mask on the man as Carth tried to read his thoughts. For the first time, Carth was unsuccessful - whoever this man was, the Force appeared to be strong with him as Carth had difficulty sensing anything from him. Or maybe Carth was tired? His wounds and the hunt for the Jedi was exhausting at the best of times.

Carth then leaned forward and rested his arm on the table, his mask slowly coming closer to the civilian. He then spoke again - "How do you have such knowledge on a Jedi? What's your position within the Jedi order?" barked Carth. He was intrigued and Carth wasn't stupid - why would a civilian have access to information on any of the Jedi, the order was like a high security operation. Any information about anyone within it was like concrete to obtain; Carth knew this better than anyone. Carth awaited the civilian's reply with great anticipation.
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[Eolhcmonkey]

"I have my contacts within the order..many Jedi trust and respect me for my information I provide. I can easily get you the replacements from one of the more secure med centers.. I am a man of many names..What I know of the Jedi is quiet expansive..of course you'll have to give me a name as there are many Jedi within the Order." Coro stated matter of factly he watched as the other patrons began to look away clearly becoming disinterested with only a few looking up from their drinks every so often. Coro ignored them and continue to speak his cold tone emanating from him like ice. "By the way, my name is Ruvrok Res." He watched the man in front of him he saw behind the mask into his dead eyes he tried to concentrate on him, to see what he would do. He gave him constant eye contact a move that would cause lesser prepared men to crack and spill something of interest.

 

[Carth Renz]

Ruvrok Res. The name stood out to Carth, it wasn't a name he remembered or had heard before, but it was definitely a name he wouldn't forget. The civilian must have been high up in the Jedi's books for them to have allowed him to gain quite a lot of knowledge. Carth didn't entirely trust Ruvrok - it seemed almost too good to be true and he felt the Jedi weren't entirely this trusting. However, Carth wasn't all that interested in his contact; he just wanted the information - maybe it made him blind? Blind to the Light side of The Force was always a possibility, after all, Carth wasn't an expert in this department but he knew that the Force was strong with Ruvrok. Carth's sinister voice began to speak - "I propose a different deal..." said Carth with a sense of great evil soothing from his lifeless mask. "You have the information I have" stated Carth. "I can assure you that I have the information that you desire..." he said with a sense of superiority. Carth leaned closer towards Ruvrok; the lifeless mask was perfect and intimidating people and Carth could see that many passers by appeared intimidated by his presence in the room. Carth wasn't sure if Ruvrok would feel the same form of intimidation; he had a perfect poker face.

"I can bring you Lord Marr" declared Carth. Carth knew instantly that Ruvrok would possibly doubt Carth's words, so to provide the proof that his words were truthful, Carth began to explain exactly what he knew about Lord Marr. "The Sith you seek has a scar on his face from his use of the Dark Side..." he stated. "He's also a heavy user of Force lightening an ability most don't know how to use" finished Carth. As Carth's raspy, worn voice echoed within the booth where himself and Ruvrok were seated, he watched for the man's reaction. He wasn't sure how he would respond to the next piece of information that Carth would supply him with, but Carth was stating facts. Lord Marr was someone that Carth's Master disliked; it would be a great pleasure to see him defeated and for Carth to play a part in it. But Carth had a deal for this contact... "You repair my limbs..." began Carth; "and I shall then take you to Lord Marr. Once you have him, you will provide me with the name of the Jedi that I am seeking".​

 

[Eolhcmonkey]

Coro nodded and spoke. "I can take you to a more..secure place..most people wouldn't think twice about it..once there I'll repair your limbs and I'll give you the information..If you could meet me at the 7th district the 8th alleyway to the left in there will be a small blaster shop I'll take you to the place to get your limbs fixed." Coro got up and walked out sighing heavily at what he just accepted to. He walked over to a nearby air speeder taxi and paid the driver to take him near the meeting place once there, Coro waited for the Death Masked Sith as Coro nicknamed him in his head. His blue eyes closed and he cleared his mind shaking away the bad thoughts of what he would do once he found Lord Marr. Coro felt that Marr deserved death for hunting his Padawan and killing the other, yes Coro knew what he was about to do would pay off greatly.

 

[Carth Renz]

He accepted. This was a fantastic plan. Carth knew his plans were all going to come together nicely and that was exactly what he wanted in the long and short of things. New limbs also meant that Carth would be at his full strength; the Jedi wouldn't be able to stop him - not for anything in the galaxy. Of course, Carth was putting his entire faith in Ruvrok, which could go either way - but Carth felt the Jedi contact wouldn't betray him seen as he appeared to hold a great vendetta against Lord Marr. Carth had been told to meet him at a blaster shop down the 8th alleyway on the 7th district of Coruscant. Ruvrok got to his feet and vanished out of the bar. Eyes were on Carth constantly, he could feel the minds of Teedo's regular's following Carth with great curiosity. He slowly got to his feet and moved towards the exit of the bar; as Carth manoeuvred through the crowds of different creatures, he heard a voice which he was sure was addressing him. "So...what's your story" said the voice. Carth looked up and saw a T'doshok staring at him, accompanied by a human man with a balding head and pale orange skin. The T'doshok wore a lightly purple outfit and sported a large gaping scar across his forehead. "Not everyday you see someone like you in here..." stated the orange-skinned man. Carth ignored the statement and attempted to pass by them - he had no time for this. These people were nothing to Carth; small people who had very limited minds. They would be no match for him, but still he played his cool. Suddenly, Carth felt a blaster poke into his stomach. The orange-skinned man had pulled one out on Carth and was threatening to aim directly at him - "We don't like rude people, do we Wupa" said the orange-skinned thug, nodding to his T'doshok companion. Wupa made a snarling sound and appeared to pull a blaster out on Carth too. Carth leaned forward, unmoved by the two thug's statements and apparent threats - "Step aside..." said Carth. The two thugs seemed to laugh to each other - the other bar regulars were on-looking to see the commotion. Carth raised his hand; the two thugs became somewhat nervous, despite the fact that they held blasters. Suddenly, Carth's hatred began to fuel his ability. He thought about his Father; he thought about the horrible, evil life he had been made to endure at the hands of the people around him. The Jedi! How dare the Jedi destroy his Father and not allow Carth to unleash his revenge. The Hatred! The pain! It flooded Carth's veins as he moved his fingers and raised his hand in the air, the two thugs raised in the air - crying, bellowing for help. Asking to be saved, apologising. Carth thought back to the revenge plan he had in mind. This should have been how his Father died - but it was stolen from him.

With the two thugs in the air; Carth noticed the fear around the folk in the bar. Everyone backed away - his identity had probably been revealed at this point but he didn't care. Carth gestured his hand and swung it to the left. As he did so, the two thugs leaped through the air and proceeded to follow the direction of where Carth's hand had pointed to. They hit the wall and fell to the floor. Carth then proceeded to leave the now-quiet bar; this time every eye was on him. He knew his presence had been exposed but he didn't care. He was about to get his robotics fixed; nothing would stop him. As Carth arrived at the district, he saw Ruvrok waiting by the blaster shop. Carth approached him and stood face-to-face with the Jedi contact that was willing to help him. Carth was 100% sure that this would be the start of his long awaited revenge plan. He knew he was going to full fill what he had set out to do. Surprisingly, the contact had never asked Carth his name and Carth wouldn't reveal it until asked; maybe it was easier for this contact not to know? So when Carth was hunting down, what could be a very well-respected Jedi within the order, Ruvrok wouldn't be any the wiser as to the fact he could have helped this happen. Carth was still unsure of Ruvrok's place within the Jedi Order, but he know one thing - this man was a key element in Carth's revenge plot. He awaited for the gentleman to lead the way to repair Carth's limbs.​

 

[Eolhcmonkey]

Coro saw the Death Mask Sith approaching and motioned for him to follow. Coro walked down one other connecting alleyway and then another till they both reached a small but fairly lit apartment he opened the door and inside it was sparesly decorated a few potted plants with sweet smells wafted twords them and Coro walked into a back room and reappeared with the limbs he placed them down on a table along with some medical tools and a jar of numbing fluid. "I understand that you are a Sith..so you'd be used to pain..but there is benefit of not exerting yourself to block the pain of what I'm about to do.." Coro looked at the man and motioned him to sit down on a very comfortable looking recliner. "I want to know something first..what's your name..and why did you join the Sith? I know it's really none of my business but you seem like a man that's simply taken a wrong turn in life.." Coro said these word with sincerity hoping but also doubting that maybe through this the seeds of the Light Side could be planted within him and they would bloom so that he could perhaps become a Jedi or at least a Light Sided Sith. Coro began to measure up the amount of fluid needed to numb his joints but he wouldn't do anything sneaky as much as other Jedi would jump at the opportunity Coro was a man of..honesty, more or less anyway.

 

[Carth Renz]

Carth observed the room. It was small and unlike many medical centre's he'd heard about before, but he trusted Ruvrok to perform the job correctly. Carth listened as the he quizzed Carth about his name and why he joined the Sith. Anger flooded Carth, seeping through him once again - he glared his lifeless mask towards Ruvrok and stared at him. Carth didn't want to reveal the details of his past to Ruvrok; "exposing ones self is a weakness that only enemies will use against their rivals" - the voice of Carth's Master echoed in his head. In Carth's head, Ruvrok was the one who had taken a wrong step; the Jedi were selfish and never greeted life with realistic expectations. Sure, they had the ability to use the Force, but in Carth's opinion being "light" and "good" was simply a point of view. The man that destroyed Carth's body was Jedi; what he did wasn't "light" or "good"; it was vindictive and evil. Carth decided to be smart about how he addressed the issue with Ruvrok; he proceeded to lie. "My path was made for me by the Jedi..." Carth began; "tell me, are you a supporter of the Jedi? Let me ask you...does the "Light" side of the force promote this..." he finished.

Carth stood firmly in front of the Ruvrok; he un-clipped his cloak and allowed it drop to the floor. He took his mask off and placed it safely by the side of the medical chair. Exposed - Carth was showing Ruvrok exactly what was beneath the surface. His leg was replaced with a robotic one; his thigh was slouched slightly to the left as the robotic leg was the incorrect size for his body. His torso was exposed and scarred; there wasn't an inch of him that appeared to resemble normal human skin of any kind. His arms were exposed and from the elbow downwards showed the incorrect robotic arms; wires were exposed, the index fingers weren't functioning correctly and majority of the wiring appeared to be faulty. Carth's shoulders were scarred also; his face bore a large scar down the middle of his face; changing the look of his nose. His balding head was scarred and en-flamed. In the midst of all this, Carth's yellow Sith eyes were present strongly. The Dark Side was exposed heavily in a Sith's eyes and Carth's were evil and penetrating as they glanced towards Ruvrok.​

 

[Eolhcmonkey]

Coro sighed as he measured the limbs to make sure they were the same as the Sith’s actual arms. “The Jedi..are self righteous they do what they believe benifits the galaxy at large as well as their teachings. In a way it’s not bad but at the same time it limits and restricts like..an overbearing father that curses you out of you make small mistakes. The Sith are no better as they tend to go and fight in the name of temporary passions and ideas. I care for neither I am neutral on the matter and I don’t plan on joining a side anytime soon.” Coro looked at his ragged and scarred form “I do not intend to offend you but shall admit I pity the state you have become..” Coro injects the numbing solution inside his arms and leg when the have sufficiently numbed him Coro took off the old limbs and replaced it with the newer, better ones. “Do you want anything? Tea perhaps?” Coro’s blue eyes flickered to the small kitchenette that laid next to the chair.

 

[Carth Renz]

Carth was going to be full strength again - this was perfect for him. Ruvrok had revealed to Carth that he wasn't on the side of the Sith or the Jedi - this sounded like someone who wasn't too keen on pinning their name to any team. There was a war raging on - whether people ignored it or regardless of how much people didn't pick a side, the war between the Jedi and the Sith was on-going. Carth didn't particularly want to take part in a war; he wanted ONE Jedi and that Jedi would feel is wrath. Carth wasn't sure where his path would lead him after he'd seeked revenge; he didn't really care - his goal was to destroy the Jedi that wronged him and that was it. Ruvrok asked if Carth wanted tea or anything. Carth shook his disfigured head - he felt strange; almost like he had gained something that he had never felt before. Carth recognised this feeling - it was the same feeling he had for his droid back at the apartment; it was some form of respect. Carth hadn't felt this much for humans in a long time - but despite Ruvrok not being a Sith, he was happy to trust him regardless of the fact that Ruvrok could literally pull the plug on Carth at any moment. He had exposed his wounds and was at Ruvrok's mercy - the only other person to see Carth in this state was the droid.

Carth looked at Ruvrok and spoke - his voice less menacing now that he had removed the mask - "You are a strange human, Ruvrok". Carth looked away immediately and planned not to delve any further into this conversation about respect for Ruvrok. It was weakness - he was Sith! He knew he was better than this, regardless of what appeared to be displaying itself at the moment. He awaited to see what procedure Ruvrok would perform to continue repairing his damaged limbs.​

 

[Eolhcmonkey]

Coro smiles as he continued to fix the limbs making sure they works properly. He lets out a deep chuckle “I’m assuming you’ve never met too many Torgruta..sorry I know what you meant but I couldn’t help myself.” Coro looks at his head it’s inflamed surface worrying him “here I have something that might help your head.” He walks over to a small fridge and takes out a medium sized jar of light blue gel of some sort he continued to speak as he walked over “this is some..super bacta it’s something I made and tested on it works a bit faster then what you get in med centers needless to say I don’t use it often because everyone and their mother would probably kill me for it. I had actually made this when I was working on a smuggler ship to earn my keep when I escaped Hutta.. last I heard of them they got killed by angering the wrong Force user.” Coro walked up to the Siths head uncovering it “you don’t mind if I use it on you? It’ll help the inflammation and it might even remove the scarring giving you some nice locks of hair.” Coro chuckled again “if not then I can just put you in a safe place to rest while the numbing solution wears off..”

 

[Carth Renz]

Carth glared at the blue gel that Ruvrok presented to him. Carth nodded and fixated his eyes on the ceiling. He was plagued by the thoughts of his Master once again; he remembered his early teachings and how he explained to Carth that combat was a Jedi's main strength; but many Sith felt they didn't need to rely on that particular ability to destroy a foe. Carth's thoughts turned towards his battle ability - he hadn't re-used his skills since his accident; he felt he knew how to battle, but his arms just weren't co-operative like they used to be. That being said, he could use the force quite easily with them. Carth glanced down towards his disfigured body as Ruvrok began manoeuvring around the room - hatred - it plummeted through him once again. "Do not let down your guard to anyone - a Sith needs very little people, except those that are within his grasp" were the precise words of his Master. As he began thinking about his Master, the thought of other Sith Lord's entered his mind. He thought about Ruvrok's interest in Lord Marr - Carth had been open...slightly...about his desire for revenge and yet he felt he knew very little about why Ruvrok appeared to want Lord Marr captured. It appears, despite one being open about being a Sith Lord, Ruvrok wasn't all that different than Carth in his quest for revenge.

"So what's your history with Lord Marr?" asked Carth. This should make an interesting topic - Carth 's thoughts went back to his Master again; he also disliked Lord Marr but for rivalry reasons. Carth briefly remembered that his Master and Lord Marr allegedly competed in combat many years ago, but it was a stalemate battle and the two Sith's went there separate ways. Carth was surprised; when you're training with a Sith Master you believe that person is all powerful - the fact that Lord Marr and his Master duelled into stalemate just showed how Lord Marr was a force to be reckoned with. Ruvrok appeared to stop as Carth asked the question; he turned to Carth and their eyes met. Carth could see in Ruvrok's eyes that there was something burning inside; as though Ruvrok was about to open and tell Carth a horrible truth about something that had happened to either him, friends or family. Carth's eyes widened; his orange-red pupils fixated on Ruvrok awaiting a response to a burning question...​

 

[Eolhcmonkey]

“He killed one of my family members and is hunting down another..I want him dead so that they can be at peace..and so they don’t have to fear for their lives anymore..” Coro looked over at Carth and put a bit of the gel on his inflamed head and rubbed small circles the gel produced a cool soothing effect over the inflamed area and quickly it began to heal it “try not to kill me I simply wanted to help you not feel as much pain so you can rest your head easier.” Coro backed up slightly just in case. “What is your opinion on slavery? For me I detest it, loath it, I’ve done horrible things in order to free those less fortunate and to save those who could not save themselves. Sounds far too sentimental for your liking hm?”