Levi Hutch
I am not a smurf!
Xardus stood at the edge of the temple grounds on Tython, sighing softly to himself. It had been over a week since he'd regained his memories and defeated the spirit that dubbed itself Sadrion. Since then, he'd had to come to terms with a lot of the things he'd done, including one of the worst that fell upon him. He'd tried to attack the temple, and when his friend, [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] had come to oppose him, he'd attacked him too. Flashes of the battle rang out in his mind. The master had put up quite a fight, and had defeated Sadrion. Even still, he wondered at how his friend might ever trust him again. However, that wasn't the only reason he was here. He had a promise to keep. After a Jedi had helped him with his curse, he'd said he would seek out the training of the Jedi. Maybe then he'd come to terms with his life and his emotions. Another memory of the battle with DragonsFlame also suggested that the man had a holocron from his father... If that were true, then all the more reason to be here. However, he didn't enter the temple, and rather stayed his distance from it. He felt unwelcome, and outcast. Only time would tell otherwise.
