Dathomir
Climbing was never his favorite activity but he wasn't bad at it, especially with the aid of the Force. Getting closer to the peak of the mountain was the goal but it also featured something else and that was the added weight that seemed to be surrounding them.
It was Dark but not Just Dark, as though it was a palpable anger at both the Light and the Dark. Honestly it was unique as far as he knew and it would be something he was intrigued to study in the future.
Once it stopped trying to lure them in and, probably, try to kill them.
Reaching the ledge, he pulled himself up and stood up quickly. His saberstaff in his hand, he stood across from a Sith with some kind of dental problem. Or was it a jaw problem? Either way, the dude had a jawline that could cut through glass because it was made entirely of freaking metal.
He drew the Light to him defensively, preparing to answer violence with violence should the Sith decide to turn down his offer. It was a reasonable offer to his mind but Sith were, in his experience, kind of irrational people.
Way too emotional.
"We're all climbing in the same direction and no one wants to fall off the cliff. Whatever is up there seemed pissed off with Light and Dark - wanna team up to shank it until it's dead? Again?"
A totally reasonable offer.
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