A stranger enters the Council Room in a weathered poncho, face hidden beneath it's hood. He tentatively takes a few steps, the hood moving subtlely as he glimpses around the chamber enclosing him. The stranger did not need his sight to tell him what the Force had already alerted him of. Nevertheless, he continues cautiously towards the center of the floor. The only sounds heard are his boots echoing throughout the very still Council Room.
Stopping deadcenter in the chamber, Deiim Ash peels back his poncho hood revealing a young man of stoic appearance. His silver hair is kept short in militant fashion while a day or two's growth shadows his jawline. However, if one were close enough they would be able to peer transfixed on the intensity radiating from his deep blue eyes. Silence holds dominion for what seems eternity.
Dropping down on a single knee with his head bowed, the stranger announces loudly, "My name is Deiim Ash, I have journeyed far to join this reknowned Sith Empire..."
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