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The Reaper of Won Shasot
Dax played with the edge of his new Blade, the black metal gleaming with a dull light. Omega...thank the Force that place had fallen to the surface of Castameer.

Dropping out of hyperspace Dax gazed at the big blue ball before him. Dromund Kaas. Dax took the Reverant Dawn in to land.

Waiting in the cargo hold of his ship, Dax covered his face with a black shemagh. His contact should arrive soon...

@Ar'ekk
 

Arekk

The Flesh Of Fallen Angels
The Padawan had arrived to the spaceport of Dromund Kaas in his own ship. As he commenced his descent, his eyes laid upon the terrain sorrounding the city. The places where he had been could be counted with his fingers and being in this planet felt like discovering everything again.

Ar'ekk was meant to rendevouz with his contact once in the surface, so he begun his search by looking amongst the passengers arriving to the spaceport. He was covered by his signature Jedi cloak, not wanting to raise any alarms.

The contact should be close and they would recognize eachother immediately. It was just a matter of time to meet.

[member="Dax Fyre"]
 
The Reaper of Won Shasot
Dax saw the Jedi Robe instantly. Thank god Dromund Kaas was now under Jedi control, in years past he would have been instantly killed. Dax let the black head wrap fall from his face, falling around his neck much like a scarf. He approached the Jedi, in an obvious way so as not to startle him, "Hey, name's Dax. Ar'ekk right?" Dax said offering a hand in greeting.

@Ar'ekk
 

Arekk

The Flesh Of Fallen Angels
Ar'ekk felt the presence of this person approaching him from behind. He quickly turned around, greeting the explorer politely. "You must be Dax, right? Good to meet you."

As he cloak no longer covered his head, the reveal would be sort of shocking for anyone. As shaved head and a life-support mask covering one side of his burnt face, scars visible. His voice sounded almost robotic, draining away the 'living' feeling off him.

Beneath all the apparatuses was a Jedi Padawan who struggles between good and evil, trying to balance things for a better cause.

"Since we're here already, what's the next step?" he inquired.

[member="Dax Fyre"]
 
The Reaper of Won Shasot
As the cloak fell Dax looked on with interest more than shock or awe. He'd seen many people with injuries that required such life support systems. In fact he'd fought alongside a Padawan aboard the Omega who had most of his body replace with cybernetics. But Dax knew such scars were just that. Surface deep. Other wounds cut deeper, hurt longer...

"Welcome to Dromund Kass. Home of the forgotten Sith Empire. So step one is gonna be locate Sith ruins." gesturing around him, the overgrown vegetation crawling across ageig stone of a long forgotten civilization, the air crackled with a dark side energy. "Check, creepy mood and all. Now I have a question. What do you know of the Dark Force Temple?" Dax asked. It was important that the young Jedi know what he was getting into.

@Ar'ekk
 

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