It was cold outside, the blustering wind and rain jolted the best of structures, pounding the exterior of the compound and over time would one day cut through the stone.
Outside there was a man, his name really at this time was not known in the galaxy, once a great warrior on the battlefields, but not one strong with the force yet,he seeked to be trained to the best of his mind and soul...the sith was a perfect home for him..and now he came to seek a Master.
The door with the help of the wind smashed open cracking the door coursing a large gash to split the door, the man in spiked body armor and his sword across his back step in to a small crowed starring at him closing the door behind him with great push and latched to door shut, it seemed that strength was not his weak side. He turned to face the audience.
The dim room lit by candles was an eerie place, death was certainly enjoyed around this establishment and frankly it was allot better than outside, and it had taken him 3 months to find the place without running into a persuasive Jedi wanting me to join there ranks...not a chance
' I am here to seek a Master....is there anyone here that might help my quest?'
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