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Seraph let the blade sit for a few seconds, then reluctantly switched it off. He clipped it back on his belt, then turned and walked a few paces ahead. "Well, I'm not going to stay here with you. I'm leaving." Seraph started off in what he believed was the right direction.

Where Judacrus was was the point of the exercise. First, they proved their saber prowess. Now, they would prove their force abilities, and filter through the Dark Side energies, searching the valley and temples for their master.

In Particular, he sat at the grave of Naga Sadow, in the Dark Lord's own tomb. His lightsaber hung loose in his hand, and he silently meditated.

Seraph wandered through the canyon, unsure of where to go. Everything looked much the same. He tried to look out with the Force, but so much seemed to answer him all at once, he didn't know what to do. He continued on, constantly scanning the area for anything unordinary.

Silais noticed the sounds of footprints getting closer to him, light unsure steps, with long pauses in between each forward move. Silais decided to draw attention of this presence to him with a simple question. "You lost?" Silais still didn't open his eyes, he just waited for a reply.

he laughed as he set out prepping the ship for landing. Gears and hydrolics could be heard as the landing gears set down. The ship slumped slightly ad then rose back up as it sat down on its landing pads. He stood up and moved over to a drewer by his bed, pulling it open and pulling out a utility belt, spreading his robes to place it on his hips.

"My scars are a testament to two things. Skill...and arrogance." he closed the drawer and began chekign himself. His sabers were attched to the insides of his sleeves, ready to be pulled ot his palms with a quick pull of the force. His mask fit snugly on his face, both protectign him and projectign a frightening aura, added by his soon inclusiong of allowig his entire aura out. A darkness enveloped him, one that filled the entire ship. He turned and strode over to the landing ramp, which was now lowering via a pressed command button that was attached to a slave rig contorle on his wrist.

"I'll tell you the full story on the way." He stepped out into the glaring midday sun of korriban. The heat had already filled the ships and turned it into a boiling pot. He boots kicke dup dust as he moved, he seemed to glide more so then he walked.

He stopped just a few feet away form the bottom of the ramp and looked out over the terrain. He had been in the temple, but never the valley. It was a sight to behold. The wind blew in a light breeze, his robes constenly billowing behind him. He serveyed it all, tackgin in its sinister gloria. Small graves layed dug up, contents removed, the corpse with in thrown uncermoniously to the side. He sighed at such disrespect for the dead, but it was understnadable. These dark jedi had doen horrible things in thousands of years gone past. It was understandable why a grave robber would hold such disreguard, possibly even contempt for the dead body.

He was suddenly caught off guard as he turned around just intime to see Nini practicly flash him. She had a hidous scar on her belly above the naval, but thats not really waht caught his high. The bottoms of her developed curves just barely shown in the light. He quickly turned back around, settign a foot out to moove forward only to be pounced upon form behind. He felt her coo softly and nuzzle her head into his neck. He smiled softly under his mask, glad to have this side of her insanity back. Just as he was about to comment when he felt her heels jab into his side and a sharp pain run up and down his body. He let out a surpressed grimaced. "nini...kindly remove your heels form my kidneys."

"don't touch them and nothign will happen." He oculd sence what it was that drove her to silence by feelign he rmeotions. He began walking, her still clinging to his back. He headed toward one of the ruines carved into the valley side. He looked over his shoulder at his passenger, he thought of somethig reasuring to say, but could think of nothing. "You're going to have to get off now..."

Eventually, Travanor headed off on his own path. It was a while since Seraph set off. That was good. He ran off with the saber egnited in his hand. He may meet some creatures he would have to slash through.