ᴅᴀʀᴛʜ ᴀɴᴀᴛʜᴇᴍᴏᴜꜱ
Sith Academy, Jutrand
A stranger who had never been seen on academy grounds wandered the library for some time, a dark two piece cloak enshrouding the whole of her body. Her eyes, which were golden with the unmistakable dark side corruption, would quickly dart around in the shade of her hood as they looked from book to book only to find nothing of particular interest. She was a scholar, a Seeker of the Kainate. The archives of Malsheem were vast and thus far, the academy's told her nothing that she did not already know.
The one thing it could offer her it seemed, was some insight into the process in which an Acolyte becomes an Apprentice like herself. A process that was oddly alien to her. Her earliest memories were of being chosen- handpicked even- by Darth Carnifex. An honor or a curse, still she did not know. Upon her recent return to the empire, the life of an acolyte had become a personal curiosity of hers that many back home found quite odd. How did it differ from her own training? Did it see them better prepared for the next phase of training or did it leave them with just merely enough knowledge to be fed into the imperial meat grinder?
An odd thing to for a young seeker to obsess over, but Kaila wasn't one to leave curiosity unsatisfied. Besides, what if she lived long enough to choose an apprentice of her own some day? This preemptive research could prove valuable down the line.
Eira Dyn