OK, folks I'm back after a long, long, leave. Computer's been down for almost 3 months. And let's not even start on my inbox at yahoo... Ugh. Anyway, I have been busy writing while my stuff has been broke, so many of my stories will be updated soon!
As usual, the Star Wars universe belongs to George Lucas, and I'm merely playing with them for a little while! The characters Makurth and Alaster are mine though.
"So, you're telling me to head to a backwater, mud-hole of a planet to retrieve some lowlife to teach the Combat Arts to your students?" Alaster snarled at the Sith Master leaning nonchalantly against a vertical stone pillar.
"That 'lowlife' used to be the Sith Academy's best Combat Master until he left."
Alaster snorted in disgust. "Well, if he was so talented, why did he leave?"
The Sith Master's red eyes narrowed. "That's between him and I." Uthar pushed himself upright, and as he turned to leave, added a small hint of warning. "And I advise you not to go poking your nose into his business, or you'll live to regret it. If you live at all."
Taking that as his cue to leave, Alaster bowed and muttered. "As you wish, Master Wynn."