P A N [D E M O N] I U M
Coruscant
Time. Time had no meaning to him anymore. Time was something he had in spades and then some. Time wasn't something he thought of anymore. Someone like him would be, no, IS considered timeless. He wasn't even sure how he got to where he was. It was still a blur. All he remembered was pocketing that amulet he'd laid at the feet of [member="Coryth Elaris"], and then somehow slipping past the Jedi's best defenses as if they were simple and ineffective. He knew better than that, but still, here he was, without a scratch on him, and with no one to keep tabs on him. And on a planet that had known more war and strife than any other in recent decades. He really had no idea how he'd gotten here, it was truly a blur. What he did know though, was quite simple and very apparent.
His name was Keticus Nal'Varren, known to the galaxy at large at Ket Van-Derveld. He was conflicted by two entirely different souls, one within his body, and one within an amulet he wore now around his neck. Somehow, both beings had found a level ground and existed as two that had become one. And he was standing in front of what looked to be a temple on Coruscant. Perhaps it was Sith, maybe it was once Jedi, he didn't really seem to care. He felt strangely whole, and somehow, felt that this was where he was meant to be, right here, right now.
He wasn't sure what he may be headed for, but he did know that whatever may come, he had the full berth of his knowledge of the Force, and was entirely ready to use it. For now, he stood on those steps leading up to this temple, and held the amulet tightly within his grasp, waiting.
For what, he was not sure. Why? Even less so. All was a blur, but he followed the Force and where it led him.
[member="Darth Isolda"]