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Saryn Karoth had just arrived on Taris, clambering out of his small, battered fighter, the Blokk. he had been here, once, to nake a delivery for his father. That life seemed like ages ago as his hand absently felt for the lightsaber attached to his belt. He knew that now that he was a Sith, wandering around the Upper City would attract undue attention to himself. The Zabrak made a beeline for the elevators, taking them all the way down.
Stepping out of the elevator and into the Undercity, he drew his hood over his horned head. He simply walked past a few beggars, ignoring their cries for credits. He walked through the gates and out of the city, into what passed for wilderness in this city-covered planet. He wanted to be alone. Saryn suddenly felt the presence of another being.
Stepping out of the elevator and into the Undercity, he drew his hood over his horned head. He simply walked past a few beggars, ignoring their cries for credits. He walked through the gates and out of the city, into what passed for wilderness in this city-covered planet. He wanted to be alone. Saryn suddenly felt the presence of another being.