The Reaper of Won Shasot
Dax mentally shrugged at the fact that the woman had decided to throw caution to the wind. Some cases he could admire. This wasn't necessarily one in his opinion. Sith ruins could be even deadlier than battlefields. But, it wasn't his place to judge. He'd had his fair share of dumb adventures himself.
When [member="Kaalia Voldaren"] stopped at the fork in the hallways and conjured into life a flame, the Master couldn't help but give her an impressed look. He was starting to like the fiery woman, despite the fact she'd tried to kill him. Returning his slugthrower to its holster, he raised his left hand, stray wisps of flame floating through the air from the conflageratiom in her hand to gather at the center of his palm before bursting into its own little ball of light. The man peered down both hallways, both equally empty and forboding..."Right." he said. No one had gone wrong going right before...right?
When [member="Kaalia Voldaren"] stopped at the fork in the hallways and conjured into life a flame, the Master couldn't help but give her an impressed look. He was starting to like the fiery woman, despite the fact she'd tried to kill him. Returning his slugthrower to its holster, he raised his left hand, stray wisps of flame floating through the air from the conflageratiom in her hand to gather at the center of his palm before bursting into its own little ball of light. The man peered down both hallways, both equally empty and forboding..."Right." he said. No one had gone wrong going right before...right?