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Krell knelt silent in an empty chambered tucked well beneath the Temple on Korriban. Xargon made it his goal to be closest to the core of the dark planet, it's strong energy feeling more thick in the empty "bunker." His mind lingered on dark thoughts, pondering how deep the Darkside could run. It was perhaps the Dark Lord that would be training him that would know such an answer, said to be born from the very Darkside his mind wandered on. Hunkered in darkness beneath the shroud of his cloak he waited for his new Master. With a shallow breath he'd hold it long, keeping that dark energy all to himself.