Techla's point of view
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I sat there. The wind brushing past my face, blowing the fabric of my hood to the side.
"I never really wanted this" it whispered to me.
"Why are you doing this? Techla no!" I heard a distant voice yell at me through my sub conscious.
I was overlooking the valley of the dark lords. I looked down to my holo pad.
"Apprentice,
You are to look for artifacts referring to Darth Revan's time on Korriban, and also any information you may find regarding the Star Forge."
My master was obviously up to something, but I no longer cared. I wanted death to come on swift wings. I felt alone.
Today I had found the required artifacts, my master would be quite pleased.
I forced myself to stand, my head throbbing in pain, when exploring one of the tombs I accidently cut myself on a blade that was intended as a trap, if it had been any deeper, it probably would have killed me.
My legs slowly walked along the hot surface of Korriban, my feet kicking up sand as I traversed the corse terrain.
I felt short bursts of searing pain shoot through my feet as I continued down the dusty path, oblivious to the world around me.
Somehow I managed to climb up the hill, leaving the valley behind. I continued on up the path to the academy.
I could see my master just ahead, at the entrance to the academy. His long black robes billowing behind him in the wind. When I reached him he began talking to me.
"Ah, apprentice." He greeted
"I am here, my master." I said as I bowed to him.
"What is that on your face?" He said as he held my chin so that he could see the cut better.
"Nothing." I replied
"You where being careless, my apprentice." He scolded.
"I am sorry, master." I dropped my head from his grasp.
We both walked inside to the main hall of the academy to escape the wind which was how building outside.
"You have the artifacts I requested?" He asked as we stopped walking.
"Yes, master." I said as I handed him the ancient objects.
"I see my apprentice." He said, not seeming impressed.
My master quickly walked away to the academy archives, I was left standing there, wondering if he would ever be pleased with anything I did.
I saw Darth Asha rush past.
"Where are you going?" I questioned.
"To investigate a tomb we recently found in the valley." She replied and ran outside.
It was a strange sense you would get when you walked around in the academy. This building is on the site of the original academy near the valley of the dark lords. I am always jealous of Darth Asha, who gets all the missions to discover long forgotten powers of the dark side. Though my day will come to kill her, and I will savour it.
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