He stepped before the Council,dressed in the traditional black Sith robes,his hood up,shadows covering his features. He pulled the hood down slowly,his hair still blond,his features had more wear upon them,but He still had that arrogant look of his youth. He looked to the council,his face was a tome of history now,battles won and lost,experiance gained and lessons all learned the hard way. They could feel the mastery he had over the force compared to the light grasp he had when he had left. He didn't expect to be promoted in rank anytime soon,no,that wouldn't feel right,let alone be right. He would earn his title. He spoke lowly,his voice gruffer than it used to be...
"Council members,fellow Sith...I have come beofre you this day to ask that i be allowed to return to the home I once knew. I left because of certain (OOC) circumstances,but i have found the will and the way to return to you. I was a Sith Knight,and i hope to be allowed to keep that title. As for any notions of wondering if i will ask for promotion to Lord anytimes soon,I tell you now,I will not ask. I do not take my titles the easy way. I earn them. As when i went from Disciple to Warrior,and from Warrior to Knight. All I ask is a second chance. I await your decision."
And with that,he kneeled before them,his head lowered,awaiting their answer.
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