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As he walked, Khiltran heard a noise. A very loud noise, aluminum cans crashing against each other, followed by a loud thud. Khiltran looked behind him and saw a person, possibly a woman on the ground trying to get herself on her feet again. But then it hit him, he felt it, she was...

Khiltran grabbed his cloak from the floor near the door and put it on and placed the hood over his head. He the proceeded to jump in between the flights of stairs, landing on his feet as he arrived in the bottom floor of the building. He then followed Karvon outside. "I have a few ideas as to...

Khiltran looked around, trying to analyze what had just happened. "Yeah...we need to get out of here. Find transport out of the planet without alerting the Republic or Sith of our presence. And I doubt the Sith will take long in finding out their assassins are dead." As he said this, Khiltran...

Seeing the heavy style of his opponent, mid fight as he parried the blows of his opponent with much effort he drew his other lightsaber and switched to his Jar'kai technique. Suddenly Khiltran began to get faster and more agile. He began a quick offensive against the Sith, however his slim body...

((sure, I think you are better at that than I am.))

Khiltran stood and drew one of his lightsabers from his belt. He used both hands to fold the lightsaber into a curved shape and then held it up to his face and ignited it. The stance was the classic beginning stance of the Makashi form. Khiltran took a few steps forward toward the human male who...

Something sparked in Khiltran's mind...the truth. His mother was long dead, all this time he had been chasing after a ghost. "She's dead...she's been dead since I was 10. The Jedi trials revealed everything to me, but I refused to believe the visions and sought to find her instead. I killed my...

Khiltran's first instinct was to grab his lightsaber in his belt...but he held himself, this man wasn't being aggressive. Maybe they could...talk. Khiltran had never talked to anyone about his problems before. But now that his mind was clear he took a look around and his eyes widened in...

"For desertion, the Sith and for murder the Jedi...I thought I was safe here, I guess I was wrong." As Khiltran answered he took some time to study the man. The Zabrak was tall...he towered over Khiltran's slim and small frame. In a way, he felt intimidated. Again he thought...he had gone soft...

Khiltran took a look at his lightsaber and then glanced at the door controls. He was tempted...but, he didn't even know this man he could be a Sith assassin for all he knew. What did the Zabrak want with him? He thought about silently for a few minutes. If he were here to kill him...it would...

At first, Khiltran decided not to answer but as the man persisted he began to panic. He had been in his comfort zone for way too long, he'd grown soft and was confident he was safe down here. He realized his mistake, there was nowhere else he could run. Khiltran hid beside the door, his back to...

Khiltran slightly jumped up in his seat. His few minutes of "relaxation" had been terminated by a sudden shift in the force, as this happened his Force cloak was momentarily interrupted as he lost concentration. Out of the corner of his eye, he also saw a running male Twi'lek. This wasn't...

This is going to be the OOC thread for the "A Search for Naught" story thread.

Khiltran awoke, drenched in his own sweat. He was sitting down in his apartment's dinner table. He rose his head and looked around examining the mess that was his decrepit apartment. Corroded walls, bug infestation, dirty floors and ceilings...the place was horrible. But to Khiltran, the place...

Got it. Sorry about that.