:: Clad in black robes, a thin man walked slowly in the Recruitment Center of the illustrious Sith Empire. He had heard many stories about this place, about the loyalty of its members, and the power that they had. He had come here today with one thing in mind. Joining.
He wanted to join these people, to become one of the Elite, one of the Sith. He knew that, if given the chance, he could make it. He had felt a connection to the Force since he was very young, and he had practiced. He was able to move small objects, but not very far. He knew that the people here would help him develop his limited abilities, for he knew that he had potential.
Coming to a stop in the middle of the room, the man fell to one knee, looking toward the respected Council. His hood hid his physical face, but the people in this room could see beyond normal barriers. Yet still, he let the hood hang where it was. He knew that his fate from this day on now resided in the hands of the people sitting at the far side of the room, shrouded in Darkness. He spoke calmly, his voice loud enough to be certain, but soft enough to be respectful. There was no wavering in his tone, for he knew what he was here for, as did the Sith he was speaking to. ::
"Honored Council of the great Sith Empire, I have come before you today to request something that many others seek also. I have come to request entrance into your revered Empire, in order to attune my connection to the Dark Side of the Force, and in order to preserve the tradition that is the Sith."
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