To Begin A Rivalry.

[Kahlil Noble]

Mustafarr. A planet of molten lava, once home to the infamous CIS of old. The Kaleesh wandered across it's surface, away from the Lava of course, letting the heat burn into his skin. Another trial for his own to do, where his body would be punished by the fires of the planet. Punished, but he would withstand. Not for his master this time, bu for himself. This heat would make him stronger.

He was unarmored, and save for the saber at his waist he was unarmed. He wasn't expecting anyone else to be on the planet, and certainly not an enemy. Who would have thought something unexpected would happen?

[member="Ronen Jerik"]

 

[Ronen Jerik]

Mustafarr, a planet Ronen was always told to stay clear of, The great sith presence eminatting from the planet was massive, he could feel the evil coming from the planet like a hose. He could feel nothing but pain and suffering, but he had to find a sith, he NEEDED answers.

He landed, the heat was blistering, his head sweating buckets, his feet burning in his shoes. But... He could feel someone... something? It must be a sith. He may be blind, but he can feel him.

He seemed to stand infront of a man with a lightsaber. "Friend or foe?" He shouted at the man, ready to pull his lightsaber at any moment



[member="Phar'ra"]

 

[Kahlil Noble]

The voice of [member="Ronen Jerik"] brought Phar'ra out of his silent walk along the surface. He had not expected another, especially one who was blind. Or so the Kaleesh assumed by the blindfold. What was a blind person doing on such a hazardess planet? Thoughts and questions that would never be spoken, and instead the large alien answered the question presented before him.

"Dat depends." Well, sort of answer. As always, Phar'ra wanted to avoid revealing his own cards yet. If only for the lightsaber the blind man was carrying. A rival? A Jedi? Too many uncertianties.