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Dhirh walked down the halls of the Pentacle temple, though in this place he was known only as strife. He did not know why it was forbidden to utter your own name, or even speak for that matter, but he did not care. The deathly silence gave him clarity of thought, and at the moment, that's what he really needed.
The commotion of many worlds.., clouded his vision at times, a weakness he needed to rectify. Strife summoned a gladiator of the order, one who's power surpassed his own... for now. As much as he hated to admit it, Strife Required training, training in the force. Light, dark, it made no difference to him, Power was power, it was the means of how that power was used that defined the nature of the one wielding it.
Strife fixed his mask, his hood hanging down over it, covering the eyes. Not that it mattered anyways, he had no eyes. HE could feel that the one he asked for had already arrived, feeling his aura. Strife stepped through the door looking towards the figure inside, Obelisk... i presume? he spoke, not in words but in thoughts, projected to his teacher of the moment. I thank you for meeting me here, I've been told that you we're the one i should look to in order to further my cause. Strife said respectfully. My powers with the force, i need to learn to control and wield them, how? he asked to the point.
The commotion of many worlds.., clouded his vision at times, a weakness he needed to rectify. Strife summoned a gladiator of the order, one who's power surpassed his own... for now. As much as he hated to admit it, Strife Required training, training in the force. Light, dark, it made no difference to him, Power was power, it was the means of how that power was used that defined the nature of the one wielding it.
Strife fixed his mask, his hood hanging down over it, covering the eyes. Not that it mattered anyways, he had no eyes. HE could feel that the one he asked for had already arrived, feeling his aura. Strife stepped through the door looking towards the figure inside, Obelisk... i presume? he spoke, not in words but in thoughts, projected to his teacher of the moment. I thank you for meeting me here, I've been told that you we're the one i should look to in order to further my cause. Strife said respectfully. My powers with the force, i need to learn to control and wield them, how? he asked to the point.