Bred
Troublemaking Firestarter
Location: Korriban, Valley of the Dark Lords
Time: Mid-day
Uneasy. That was the feeling the Vahla got while aimlessly wandering. The amount of power the Valley of the Dark Lords held was almost overwhelming. Yet to be able to feel the embrace of the dark side was something to take comfort in. Bred had came to the Sith Burial ground to learn a bit of history about the path he chose to follow. Of course it was a bit difficult.
They pyro looked up to the sky for a moment. His time as a Sith had been less than fruitful, he had yet to find a master or even learn more about the type of people his parents followed, yet he was still determined. He brought his gaze down to the set of ruins in front of him. Apparently it was the tomb of some forgotten Sith Lord from days gone by.
What it held? Bred had no clue, yet he figured it would help him even if it turned out to be a bad experience. He stepped towards it and stopped outside the entrance. Statues and pillars sat wrecked toppled over, sands blew by scattering across the valley.
Bred made his way up the stairs and to the main entrance. He peered inside. His grey eyes gaze was met by darkness, and a staircase that seemed to go into the depths of hell.
"No turning back now I guess." He said. Yet he didn't move. He had to admit it was a bit frightening.
[member="Valin Stryder "]
Time: Mid-day
Uneasy. That was the feeling the Vahla got while aimlessly wandering. The amount of power the Valley of the Dark Lords held was almost overwhelming. Yet to be able to feel the embrace of the dark side was something to take comfort in. Bred had came to the Sith Burial ground to learn a bit of history about the path he chose to follow. Of course it was a bit difficult.
They pyro looked up to the sky for a moment. His time as a Sith had been less than fruitful, he had yet to find a master or even learn more about the type of people his parents followed, yet he was still determined. He brought his gaze down to the set of ruins in front of him. Apparently it was the tomb of some forgotten Sith Lord from days gone by.
What it held? Bred had no clue, yet he figured it would help him even if it turned out to be a bad experience. He stepped towards it and stopped outside the entrance. Statues and pillars sat wrecked toppled over, sands blew by scattering across the valley.
Bred made his way up the stairs and to the main entrance. He peered inside. His grey eyes gaze was met by darkness, and a staircase that seemed to go into the depths of hell.
"No turning back now I guess." He said. Yet he didn't move. He had to admit it was a bit frightening.
[member="Valin Stryder "]
