Altarae was right to come to Korriban. Simply being on the planet seemed to fill him with strength and energy, brightening his senses and increasing his endurance. He had found a man named Siador Dren, who seemed powerful and intimidating. Having tried to look into the man’s mind with the Force only once, he found himself utterly rejected. He had then pledged himself to the man then and there, revealing the rusted hilt of the lightsaber he had brought with him. 

Siador had aided him in reconstructing the lightsaber, and he had been given his own red colored sith crystal. Altarae was then given an entry level position working for Siador as an Archaeologist, to help explain their relationship and time spent together. They trained with their lightsabers as often as they could, and his skill has slowly begun to grow, though it is obvious that he’s much stronger with the Force than his weapon currently.

Today he was leading a small excavation team on the surface, not far from where his Master was waiting for the new Chief of Security. His small team scurried about in the dust wiping and dusting at long ancient artifacts. The youth on the other hand, supervised, and kept an eye on his Master. Altarae had to admit, he was also curious to get a look of this new guy. He wasn’t sure many would have the fortitude to endure such a planet. Watching a Chiss make his way down the rampart, he nodded slightly to himself. He’d never met a Chiss before, but he’d heard the Ascendency was ruthless in its efficiency. 

[i]This could be interesting…[/i]