Prophet of Bogan
For all the strange and arcane architecture that comprised the Kor'ethyr Academy, they at least had the decency to keep the main entrance consistent. Were it any different then He had little doubt that they'd have much in the way of visitors. Darth Strosius stepped through the threshold and ran His gaze over the familiar halls in a decidedly unfamiliar layout. It wasn't all that long ago that the Neti had given Him a tour of the academy while it was still in progress, yet now it seemed as though He would need an updated one. If the academy remained consistent enough for a tour to even be applicable.
A'Mia, much like the last time He was here, had told Him that she would be His guide once He arrived. She was the main reason He had come here at all, evidently there was something that she was wanting to discuss. He hoped it wasn't to have Him speak in a classroom or something of that sort. While He did greatly value the need to teach upcoming Sith, He was a firm believer that lecture could only get one so far. Venturing out into the galaxy was the best method to truly learn the ways of the Sith.
The thought of being asked to shepherd a bunch of Acolytes on a "field trip" of any kind made Him wince as well. He did not envy the lives and responsibilities of those that tied themselves into the service of an academy. It was a noble pursuit, and someone had to do it, but it wasn't one that He would enjoy. He preferred a more direct method when it came to teaching, classrooms were far too stifling and impersonal.
Madrona A’Mia
A'Mia, much like the last time He was here, had told Him that she would be His guide once He arrived. She was the main reason He had come here at all, evidently there was something that she was wanting to discuss. He hoped it wasn't to have Him speak in a classroom or something of that sort. While He did greatly value the need to teach upcoming Sith, He was a firm believer that lecture could only get one so far. Venturing out into the galaxy was the best method to truly learn the ways of the Sith.
The thought of being asked to shepherd a bunch of Acolytes on a "field trip" of any kind made Him wince as well. He did not envy the lives and responsibilities of those that tied themselves into the service of an academy. It was a noble pursuit, and someone had to do it, but it wasn't one that He would enjoy. He preferred a more direct method when it came to teaching, classrooms were far too stifling and impersonal.
