Knights of the Old Republic: The Last of the Sith(Master Kanas' Group)

[drothgery]

[Aerek's content to let the others do the talking at this point; he's just watching the newcomers.]

 

[deadestdai]

Darting a look to where the man motioned, Bud'd was a little startled. She turned back, taking care to keep her face hidden by her hood.How long has it been since those men were returned? Were they kept for longer than a day?

 

[Ankh-Morpork Guard]

"It has been many days," the spokesperson for the 'natives' said, looking somewhat surprised. He took a long time to think about the second question, but finally managed it, "Were gone...very long time."

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Skyka Tarkrak: Human/Female (Force Adept 1/ Jedi Guardian 5)

“You should all the others where gone, that only those that come at night remain, where did the others go? What happened to the others with white hair?”

 

[Ankh-Morpork Guard]

"No one with white hair," he said, shaking his head and obviously not completely understanding what Skyka had said, "No one not taken once. White hair all gone."

 

[deadestdai]

Bud'd's thoughts suddenly started and she pointed off to the direction where their Master Kanas had run off to. What is at that direction!? Are the sith found there too?

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Skyka Tarkrak: Human/Female (Force Adept 1/ Jedi Guardian 5)

The serenity upon Skyka’s face cracks a little as her voice carries her frustration, “Where are the Sentarrii? Where are my people?”

 

[Ankh-Morpork Guard]

"Nothing there..." the speaker motioned back to the forests, "All dead except for trees. Life only in trees. Scar holds nothing," he paused, hearing Skyka's words. For a long time, the man turned and spoke with the others in their own language, then turned back, "Sen...tar...eye? Not know of them. If they live, it within trees...but they not untouched. Nothing untouched."

 

[Andrew D. Gable]

During this exchange, Barrick watches the primitives, casting his eyes every once in a while to his companions. "What do you mean, Scar? Is this your name for all this destruction?" he asks of the primitive.

 

[Ankh-Morpork Guard]

The leader of the natives thought for a moment and then nodded to the Mon Calamari, "Yes...the scar across our world. You come here seeking another Jedi, you say? There have been no others from the stars in a very long time...but there are so few of us here that the one you seek may have still come here. Could the one you seek have...come during the night?"