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Aeron Wulfheart

Sith Order
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The expelling of the Sith had proven to be a steady line of work. Aeron would eagerly accept any assignment that involved hunting them down specifically, fueling the wound in him that craved it. Quite a few Sith couldn't seem to stomach the seperation and their lives being flipped upside down, clinging to whatever rememnents of power they still had. The young Knight was more then happy to cutting off their hands and watching them fall. Each one he slew would a piece of payment in justice and he eventually expected to be paid in full.

Aeron's duties came first however and with his Order a growing but young one, they needed to strengthen their foundation. That was the reason he found himself on Taris, accompanied by fellow Knights as they walked through a concealed ISB base. They were in the lower crust of the planet, a place where survival of the fittest was law compared to the utopia above. Not only did the envrioment breed a certain mentality but contained the highest population too, a combination that the Knights sought.

Deep down Aeron wasn't entirely pleased to be there but his loyalty to the Empire remained true, putting their needs above his own when he was ordered to do so. That being said, the pressence of the fellow Knights made his involvement easier to swallow. The one he truly knew that comforted him was Kelrod, the Knight he had meant in training and who seemed to frequently find the same assignments as him. Aeron didn't know the last one of the little trio, only gathering enough to know that her first name was Aadya. They've never met before but no better way then on the field, he thought to himself, half sarcastically.

The group would approach a door that slid open upon their approach, an ISB officer already waiting on the other side. "Pleased to meet you Knights," his voice curt and professional, "Follow me and I'll give you a report of what you will find in this... city." A scan of them would be made by the officer, clearly questioning their small numbers but accepting what he recieved, respecting their crimson armor enough.

Without adding anything else, he turned and would walk off toward the "war room", intending for them to follow. Kelrod would glance between the other two Knights, speaking up first as usual, "I can never get enough of quick they scurry about." Her tone filled with amusement.
 
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