*Snack pushed the Council Room doors open, still holding his right arm close to his chest with his left hand. The hood of his cloak was down along his back, allowing for his face to be seen. It was expressionless as he passed by those standing or sitting in the room. Snack looked at each of the Council Members indivudually before dropping to one knee and bowing his head.*
I have returned from Meras. My Master, Ogre Mal Pannis, summoned me there for what I did not know. My stay was short, yet fruitful. He wished for me to bring back something for the Empire...
*He fell silent as he stayed kneeling in the center of the room. A small smirk crossed his face, as he felt each of the Council's eyes upon him, wanting to know what one of their former Members had to offer.
With his left hand, he slowly rolled up the sleeve of his shirt on his right arm. The skin was still very sensitive to touch, the marking not yet healed. Wincing just slightly at the pain it brought him, he rememebred why exactly it was there. Snack held out his right forearm for all to see, showing his new tatoo of the double-bladed axe. One that ressembled the Sith Master's weapon.*
He has proclaimed me a Dark Lord...
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