The Changing of the Guard (Krest)

[Edward Vyperion]

Akann-Set was roaming about on Korriban searching for the temple he originally died in. Simply searching for closure before going to The Republic's capital to request entrance into the Order as Akann-Set rather than keeping his host's name on the record... but fate had other plans.

 

[Darth Ferus]

[member="Akann-Set"] wasn't the only one roaming the surface of the barren planet. Krest, the red skinned Zabrak wandered upon it's dusty surface, a hand kept on his blade at all times. The planet was still dangerous, with many tombs most likely hidden beneath the surface. Unknowing to him however, was how close he actually was to another person. Up until he happened around a jagged rock face and saw Akann standing there. With a blink, the Iridonian would call out, curious on his potential friend. Hopefully he would be at least.

"Yo! You doin here?"

 

[Edward Vyperion]

[member="Krest"]

Akann-Set looked over to the sound of the Zabrak's voice and began wondering where the Zabrak came from. "Yo. I'm here searching for the first body I had to give my past a proper burial, which sounds a little odd come to think of it..."

 

[Darth Ferus]

[member="Akann-Set"] would end up getting a dead pan gaze as Krest tried to process what the man had just said. "Your.. First body..? What?" The red man was blown away by the statement, hardly able to say what he did.