As Trychon emerged, jarred by the rather rough but survivable crash, he looked around before letting out a sigh of relief and pain. To his left, he saw a rather expansive canyon... that filled him with endless intrigue. Shifting his view to his right, he saw a set of stairs that seemed to climb a mountain... leading to massive buildings.
While he craved isolation to an extent even though he'd experienced his fair share in the past several years... and even though he prefer to avoid an early confrontation with whomever inhabited these buildings... his stomach in the end won over, and the hope of a warm meal led him up the stairs and unknowingly to the Sith Academy.
The doors at the top of the steps opened up, gusting out large amounts of dust.
Trychon pulled a light from his belt and shone it in. Fighting against the urge to yell 'Hello' down the halls, he stepped slowly forward. Another sensation started in his stomach... and moved up his shoulders.
He had no idea that it meant he wasn't alone.
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