Izark stepped off the ship he had taken from the scoundrel he had ended and looked around the Corellian space port. Walking through the checkpoint was a bit of an issue, given that he was on a ship that didn't have a captain and Identification that was god knows how long out of date. Luckily, one of the powers that hadn't left him was the ability to manipulate the minds of men. After a little bit of talking, and calming down on his part; the old trick worked and the familiar sound of "As you work, enjoy your stay." Satisfied his irritation. He moved swiftly, like he always had, the predator's gait still in his stride as he moved. He had to find something, someone to help him with this problem. Even after long meditation in the ship, following his old practises, he still couldn't manifest the power he use to have.
After pouring over the star records of the current climate, he realized just how long he'd been out of time. The Sith Empire had be quashed. So much had happened in his long absence. He had noted that Corellia was now a Sith planet, even though this "One Sith" didn't quite make sense to him. But it was the only lead he had, and he knew Corellia... Or use to know Corellia well. He figured that he would have to reach out through the force to find those he sought, and even then he wasn't sure how well that would work in his current predicament. He closed his eyes and focused, touching his saber for that extra boost as he called out. Flaring his power as best he could to act as a beacon. It was all he could do force wise to hopefully prick the interest of those on the planet.
He would also ask, seeing if anyone knew where to go to find the Sith. Chances were that it would probably be common information. But then again, in this time. in this place. Nothing was certain for him.
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