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Albelt Corraine walked along the upper levels of Nar-shada. He was dressed in the traditional crimsom armor of a Haitu Deathblade, reminiscing about the order. He was trying to find a salesman in the Refugee sector, when he got a call over his comlink. It was one way, since he had dropped it...

Ayane nodded, falling apart. " Yes... Help... Brother... Alb." And then she was out. Unconcious, and if nothing stopped her fall, she would hit the floor with a dull thud.

Ayane was confused... " Smugglers... moon? I don't know where I am... My brother... I want him. What should I do? Do you know where Celdaru is? Can you find a way for me to get back... the order. They need me..." She was shaking more vigourously, this obviously wasn't healthy.

She spoke quietly... trying to figure out what Nar-Shadah meant. It wasn't any language she could think off. " N...Nar-Shada? Where is that... Who are you?"

Ayane noticed something walking down the alleyway, something that was giving off light, a light source. As stupid as this seemed, she walked up, trying , but failing, to hide her fear as she approached this massive cyborg like creature. " He..h...hello.Do you know where I am?" She was afraid to...

A young girl of about seventeen was in the lower levels of Nar-shada. She wasn't wearing much, just black robes. She had a sword sheathed at her back, and a crappy disruptor pistol holstered on her hip. She didn't belong, she was covered in dirt, and obviously very Scared, as noted by her...

Two Be Toothbrush

Ayane Corraine Faction: Haitu Order Rank: Haitu Deathblade Species: Human Age: 18 Gender: Female Height: 5'4 Weight: 110 lbs Eyes: Purble Hair: Purple Skin: A healthy Pale Wite Credits: None. Distinguishing Marks: Purple hair. Dominate Hand: Ambidexterous Force Sensitive: Yes Strength: He isn't...

Actually I'm quite sure that he can call himself whatever he bloody well pleases. He hasn't reached a Rank, and he doesn't care. He just wanted a name that would instill fear, and he feels that just calling himself Darth would to that. ^_^ Let the sith come after him. I'm pretty sure that...

Yeah... Will he ever be on. It's personally story important that I become a legit Sith and thats hard to do without a master. -_-

A man walked along an alley of Nar'Shadah. He was dressed oddly, covered from head to to in some sort of odd armor, and wearing a white mask that covered his entire face, long black hair flowing out of the back of it. The only proof that this ominous figure was a human were the bits of flesh...

Albelt Corraine, in need of a Master.

Albelt smiled. " I don't want the Jedi to know who it is destroying their Ranks. Your not really recognizeable, but I spent half a year there. I want to be able to murder them all, and just take the mask off in the Chaos, blending in for an easy escape. There will be chaos among the order, they...

Albelt looked at him... was he serious. It seemed like he was. " Yes... I'd actually love some help with my assault, thats actually one of the reasons I went looking for you. That and... I needed a connection to myself. So I don't forget who I was before the massacre." He looked down at the...

Albelt sighed. " I went to train with the Jedi, who promised me an understanding of my strength, and a way to control myself. 6 months I spent with them. The day I was declared an official Jedi, and allowed of the planet, I went to teach more to the Haitu. They were murdered, every single member...

Albelt nodded whilst his freind talked, interested in all he had to say. Albelt could relate in a way... he had changed alot as well, though his changes were much more internal that Darts, which appeared to be mostly external. " Well... I have only one question to ask then. Was it worth it...

Albelts eyes opened wide with shoke, as this mechanical being declared that it was in fact, Dart Aran. This couldn't be... in just a few months, had this much really changed about the young man. Albelt took a few steps closer, scanning over the being infront of him, the one that claimed to be...

Albelt stood fast, letting the blast hit his chestplate. It may have been the only armored part of him, but damn was it well armored. The bolts hit his chest and did no damage, yay! It was then Albelt realized that this being wasn't weilding a lightsaber, but the glow was eminating from its...

Albelt heard something, something barely audible. He sensed for a force aura, and barely picked something up... it was similar to Darts, but this could be his mind playing a trick on him. In the distance of the dark Alley he saw something, a green glow, the same color of a Common Jedi...

A very disturbed man was in an Alley. His name was Albelt Corraine, and he was just wandering around on Nar-Shadah, and had an actual reason for being their. Every member of his order, The Haitu, had been masacred a while back, save himself. However, Rumor had it that there was another survivor...