Post by Jedi Master Arlon Kyjar on Sept 25, 2005 16:55:04 GMT
*Darth Etern, right hand man of the Sith Lord, Darth Brenos, was piloting his ship and heading towards his home planet of Tatooine. He hated this planet, and all that it held in his heart, his pitch black heart. He had never thought that he would come back to this wretched terrain that he once called home. All the different cultures, all the coarse livelihoods, it was enough to make him sick. Dega vu all over again. The last time he was here he was beginning his training to become a Sith, and killed a Krayt dragon. Now, his heart had brought him back here, as if something was supposed to happen to him here. He landed his ship in a docking bay near Anchorhead and walked out of his ship, heading for the dock master.*
"Good evening sir... Do you have any recolection of a family with the name Greith living here about twenty years ago?"
"Let me check the records..."
*The dock master walked over to a nearby console and checked in the database, searching for the name Greith in their history of the past twenty years. He finds nothing.*
"Sorry sir, we have no records of this family ever being here. Why did you ask anyway?"
"It was my family. I lived here with them for five years until I ran out on the dune sea on my own. They died... mysteriously, no trace of what happened to them, or who killed them."
"Really? Well, I think that I remember hearing that in the holonet projector at my home about 20 years ago... They lived just down the street outside of this here dock."
"Thank you sir. And now that I have told you what happened to that family, my family, you must die, knowing the truth about what happened to them. I killed them very quietly, and that is the way you must die as well."
*Etern put his right arm down and a small blade came out of his jacket, sliding into his hand. He begins spinning around, slicing the dock master's neck clean off of his body, leaving nothing but a pool of blood in the docking bay, and a heap of rotting flesh. Etern continued on to find his old home.*
"Good evening sir... Do you have any recolection of a family with the name Greith living here about twenty years ago?"
"Let me check the records..."
*The dock master walked over to a nearby console and checked in the database, searching for the name Greith in their history of the past twenty years. He finds nothing.*
"Sorry sir, we have no records of this family ever being here. Why did you ask anyway?"
"It was my family. I lived here with them for five years until I ran out on the dune sea on my own. They died... mysteriously, no trace of what happened to them, or who killed them."
"Really? Well, I think that I remember hearing that in the holonet projector at my home about 20 years ago... They lived just down the street outside of this here dock."
"Thank you sir. And now that I have told you what happened to that family, my family, you must die, knowing the truth about what happened to them. I killed them very quietly, and that is the way you must die as well."
*Etern put his right arm down and a small blade came out of his jacket, sliding into his hand. He begins spinning around, slicing the dock master's neck clean off of his body, leaving nothing but a pool of blood in the docking bay, and a heap of rotting flesh. Etern continued on to find his old home.*