- Joined
- Sep 5, 2011
- Messages
- 163
- Reaction score
- 4
A few months had passed now since he had parted ways with his once master. After a short period of time his master had seemingly vanished from his life leaving Dameon alone again only this time with warriors training on how to use his light saber and his force skills to a completely different level. Dameon had always been a fast learner and after a few months of training he was growing bolder and more arrogant knowing his skill was superior to his foes, the positive motivation and confidence pushed him through space. Aboard freighters, smuggling ships, and even a couple battle ships where he was hired as a mercenary to guard precious cargo or sent to kill unwanted competition. He had begun to develop a name for himself though not nearly as much as he would like.
Darkness flowed in his heart powered and fueled by the thought of his parents betrayal at their time of death and wondered if they had deserved it. In the recent times he had spent more and more time with the empire doing assignments that usually involved seeking out Jedi and either killing them or gathering intel for future missions and plans. He was sick and tired though of the constant deception he had to do to work both sides in order to make credits and now he was ready to choose his side and his destiny. Personally he hated the way he had to be careful and capture an enemy the way the Jedi had wanted him too and he simply preferred to kill and end the problem as it stood before him
He would join and advance as a Sith. He would rather be hated and feared than loved and looked after. He could more than take care of himself at this point and now he needed to prove that he could be amongst the best after only a year of training. His intelligence and dedication would pay off, his passion to kill would be satisfied. He would meet new challenges and strike them down without mercy o further his own gain. He had no true need for the empire but he would do what it took to be a sith and that was all.
Dameon made his way to the Imperial Palace not a stranger to its appearance or the people that were within its walls. He had a lot of spotted business in the past that kept leading him back here and now it was time to prove his allegiance to them. He walked down the main hall his droid Waizu following behind him silently as he made his way to the front.
“I need to speak with someone that is in charge.” He said blandly behind his layers of clothing.
Darkness flowed in his heart powered and fueled by the thought of his parents betrayal at their time of death and wondered if they had deserved it. In the recent times he had spent more and more time with the empire doing assignments that usually involved seeking out Jedi and either killing them or gathering intel for future missions and plans. He was sick and tired though of the constant deception he had to do to work both sides in order to make credits and now he was ready to choose his side and his destiny. Personally he hated the way he had to be careful and capture an enemy the way the Jedi had wanted him too and he simply preferred to kill and end the problem as it stood before him
He would join and advance as a Sith. He would rather be hated and feared than loved and looked after. He could more than take care of himself at this point and now he needed to prove that he could be amongst the best after only a year of training. His intelligence and dedication would pay off, his passion to kill would be satisfied. He would meet new challenges and strike them down without mercy o further his own gain. He had no true need for the empire but he would do what it took to be a sith and that was all.
Dameon made his way to the Imperial Palace not a stranger to its appearance or the people that were within its walls. He had a lot of spotted business in the past that kept leading him back here and now it was time to prove his allegiance to them. He walked down the main hall his droid Waizu following behind him silently as he made his way to the front.
“I need to speak with someone that is in charge.” He said blandly behind his layers of clothing.