Ord Radama sat on the edges of Imperial Space, it was the closest a Sith could come to their old homeworld without being killed at first sight. It was an easy meeting place for Wodan to see an old friend off, in the hustle and bustle of the giant cities, both he and Carellion would blend into the crowd and apart from some perhaps tense engagements none would look twice at them.
The new Lord Commander had wondered if any of his friends who had chosen to side with the new ‘Darth Tempest’ would reach out, perhaps for clemency from the Imperial regime, or perhaps to try and win his loyalty. Wodan was unsure which of these, if any, had caused the Annfyn to reach out to him.
Wodan sat outside a simple food stall, a cold half-eaten lunch sat on the table in front of him. He was casually dressed like any other traveller walking about the great city. Although underneath his jacket were a pair of Imperial legal lightsaber’s, one he found and one he had recently created back on Raxus in the new Imperial Knights redoubt. A thick head wrap covered the left side of his face obscuring all of the scarring from view of the passing public.
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The new Lord Commander had wondered if any of his friends who had chosen to side with the new ‘Darth Tempest’ would reach out, perhaps for clemency from the Imperial regime, or perhaps to try and win his loyalty. Wodan was unsure which of these, if any, had caused the Annfyn to reach out to him.
Wodan sat outside a simple food stall, a cold half-eaten lunch sat on the table in front of him. He was casually dressed like any other traveller walking about the great city. Although underneath his jacket were a pair of Imperial legal lightsaber’s, one he found and one he had recently created back on Raxus in the new Imperial Knights redoubt. A thick head wrap covered the left side of his face obscuring all of the scarring from view of the passing public.
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