Q: "Will he ever return to the main galaxy? Or for the rest of the galaxy to find him out in the middle of nowhere?"
A: That shall be seen for itself.(Meaning, you'll find out when the time comes.)
Yesterday, late at night...
A pub stood with joyous music playing, patrons filled the building, laughing, chattering, enjoying the music, the food, and the drink. ...Well. Most of the patrons anyway.
A group of knights, notable for their high quality armour, and the money they spent, sat all together at one table. A redheaded woman, a petite young woman with shoulder-length brown hair and jade green eyes, a young man with light blonde hair and brown eyes. And lastly, the oldest of the group, an older, taller man, with very short grey hair as well as grey colored eyes.
The group listened to the chatter. Particularly one waitress at the pub, a woman who claimed to have seen men in green, with an older man in a cloak, fighting a flame dragon. All to save her and others of her village. This of course got her ridiculed by the patrons. But not the knights who listened.
"So Norma. What do you think?" The petite young woman of the group asked the knight with the blonde hair and brown eyes.
"What do I think? ...I think the food is atrocious, and the only thing worse than the food, is the drinks." The blonde knight said, looking into his pint mug with some disgust.
"Look, Norma. We're here to conduct reconnaissance on the way to Alnus Hill. Let's focus on the flame dragon..." The older knight suggested before the redheaded woman would speak up.
"Lower your voice." The redhead would say before giving a side glance to the petite young woman of the group. "Go ahead, Hamilton." She'd say, giving the young woman the floor... So to speak.
"Oh. ..Uhh, yes. Anyway. There's a lot of talk about mercenaries in green, and a man with a cloak, who himself has unusual powers, like magic, but different. They all helped to evacuate the people of Coda Village. And the word about it all is, they defeated a flame dragon." Hamilton would say, before Norma would speak up.
"Uh.. Well. Yeah I dunno... Wyverns, drakes, and anything like that can be easily mistaken for a flame dragon." Norma would say, dismissively, blowing off the whole idea of a flame dragon attack. The group was interrupted by that waitress that was speaking earlier.
"Yeah well, I know a flame dragon when I see one, mister." The waitress set down a pitcher on the table before she'd place her hands to her hips.
Norma would scoff and laugh at the woman, of course.
"You've been drinking what you're selling, lady." Norma rudely dismissed.
"Laugh all you want. But I saw what I saw." The woman would affirm, not in the mood for taking even a noble knight's attitude.
"Okay then, the men in green, and the man with the cloak and the magic. What can you tell us about them?" Hamilton would speak up, asking the woman for information.
"Hmm... I'm not so sure about the details." The woman would feign ignorance.. That was until Hamilton produced a copper coin for the woman's troubles.
"I think this should he-" Hamilton didn't even get to finish her sentence before the coin was yanked with speed akin to that of lightning in a storm, as the woman waitress would smile, smugly.
"Oh! Yes, you know what, I think it's all coming back to me!" The woman would say with glee.
"You are in for a most impressive story, indeed. They came, the same day of the attack. Nary one of us would've survived if they hadn't come to help us. They possessed a great magical weapon, a deadly fire spear, all of iron. And they rode in great carriages, strong as stone. All of them, save for one, the man in the cloak with the metal hilt on his belt..." The woman would trail off
"Did you get to see what this blade attached to this hilt was?" Hamilton would ask.
"No... I didn't... There wasn't a blade, it was just the hilt, but he almost used it. ...But he surely didn't need it for what he was able to do." The woman would say with a frown.
"What was he able to do?" The older knight would ask as he'd set his mug down.
"He used some kind of magic, twice. Once to save a girl from being trampled by a horse. He outreached his hand like so..." The woman would say before she'd mimick the movements she saw.
"And then..." She'd push her hand out, palm open.
"Like that. He did much the same the second time for a group of people almost burned to death by the flame dragon. Except he used both of his arms, like he was holding back the fire from them with his force of will or something... But that's... Not the weirdest part of it all when it come to him." The woman would say, reluctantly.
"What would that be?" The redhead would ask, opening her eyes.
"He summoned metal birds which gave such a fantastical, terrifying roar. ...And he summoned metal men from the sky... Wait. I remember. About the hilt. The men in green didn't seem to know the man in the cloak. So one of them, a woman, tackled him. They took the hilt from him. ...I remember hearing he said it was... A saber of light, or a light saber, I think he said." The woman would say.
Norma himself dropped his drink and started almost choking on the liquid he was downing. The older grey haired knight would smack Norma's back. Hamilton herself was... Disconcerted.
The redhead on the other hand was... Also disconcerted and it was written on her face.
"My lady, do you think...?" Hamilton would ask as the woman made herself scarce.
"That it's him? The man from those years ago? ...Perhaps." The redhead would say, as she'd pinch the bridge of her nose.
So many thoughts ran through her mind it was hard to keep track. Why him, why now, why of all times, was it now? He could've shown himself again, sooner, or later, but why now? She remembered well, as did Hamilton and Grey, the crimson blade of light which cut goblins in half, or slashed, or struck through them.
Norma himself only barely saw all of it, but he remembered the girls speaking so fondly of the monk with the sword of pure, crimson light. A blade so hot when it was still on that stormy night, all those years ago, they saw the rain drops caused steam to emit off the blade as they clashed with the heat of it.
The redhead, the grey haired man and Hamilton on the other hand, also remembered well, this man used lightning, which he shot from his fingertips, he didn't summon it from the heavens above, he used it, like it flowed from his fingers, to keep the goblins back from attacking them.
The redhead of the group would clasp her hands together, there was... A little bit of hope in her. She knew nothing of these mercenaries.
...But she, even if not introduced, knew that monk might be in the area. And he might be willing to help the Empire if she could perhaps speak with him, and convince him to use his powers to help defeat the enemy on Alnus Hill.
...What she couldn't expect, and indeed didn't know, is that these mercenaries, and that monk, were already quite friendly. ...And those mercenaries were the enemy she sought to liberate Alnus Hill from.
The next day, Tondel slept in his seat inside the lead vehicle of the Japanese convoy. He'd remain silent, his hood covering his face. Though as soon as the vehicle hit a bump, he'd awaken, looking out the window, to the rear vehicle he'd see two of his MagnaGuards, having surrendered their electro staffs temporarily, riding atop the armoured vehicle with the heavy machine gun as he'd learn it was called.
It was... Truly a peculiar sight. He'd hear the girl he came to know as an Elf, shifting in her sleep, same would be with a blue haired girl, he(Tondel) saw previously, though unlike the elf, she was stuck sitting up right, sleeping.
The elf girl would shoot awake, sitting upright in a second as she'd look around.
Kurokawa would greet the girl with a "Good morning", in the local language.
Tondel just remained silent and in contemplation. Though off in the distance, he would hear the sound of a horn giving some kind of signal. He'd shift in his seat and gaze out the window, looking out, he'd see an already quite... Fantastical structure established in such a... Short amount of time.
Of course in comparison to most bases the Separatists could build in their prime... It was impressive for... Their(meaning the Japanese.) level of technological capabilities.
He'd remain seated as the convoy entered the base. He felt only somewhat uneasy, himself. But he knew he would have his own way out... Should things with these Japanese not appear so... Transparent.
That is to say nothing of the looks garnered by the MagnaGuards which rode on the top of the rear armoured vehicle, the gunner of the vehicle stood, giving a universal "Okay" sign when the gate guards were watching as the vehicles got to them.
Tondel would listen as Itami would explain everything... In regards to the two droids. Of course this held things up for a bit before the convoy was allowed to proceed inside.
Tondel watched as the vehicles rolled through this... Massive base. It was a feat, he'd admit. But at the end of the day, technically his own ship would turn out larger. As would his own force.
Tondel would be in thought and wouldn't notice the vehicles reached their destination until Kurokawa gently gave Tondel a shake of the shoulder.
"Mister Ramarr? Is everything alright?" Kurokawa would ask and Tondel would let out a sigh.
"Yes, yes. Everything's fine." Tondel replied before turning and getting out of the vehicle, lowering his hood on his cloak.
Tondel took in the sight around him as he'd soon be joined by the two larger droids.
"Mister Ramarr. I think you probably should come with me." Itami would be heard by Tondel, approaching from behind. Tondel would raise an eyebrow and turn to Itami to face him.
"Might I ask what for?" Tondel would ask, the way the question was phrased seemed as if trouble might be coming Tondel's way, already.
"Well, I gotta make a report to my immediate higher up... And from there, I'm guessing with everything that's gone on and the fact I do gotta disclose you're also an alien with an army of your own. I do gotta have to have some backup to my claim. ...It's easier if you're there in person to confirm everything." Itami would say. ...Admittedly he just wanted to get out of having to jump through all the paperwork to explain everything and maybe end up getting a discharge for mental health or something.
"I see. ...Yes, I suppose that would be an issue. I assume with your level of technology, you've no contact with other planets or others..." Tondel would say, really everything made sense. And indeed he would have to admit, from another perspective, a stranger with a droid army from the stars would... Sound like utter lunacy to these... Mere primitives.
"So you'll come along?" Itami would ask.
"Of course. It would be bad form of me to abandon you to have to explain everything, yourself." Tondel would say as he'd motion to the droids to follow him.
"Ohhhh, uh... About the droids. I don't think their coming along would be..." Itami would say before being interrupted by Tondel.
"Of course." Tondel would say before turning to the two droids. "Join the refugees, help the Japanese if they need it. And hold onto this." Tondel said before handing his lightsaber to one of the droids.
From there Tondel followed Itami, making mental notes about the base so he'd better find his way around when necessary...
And so, Itami would first head to the command ops room to make his report. Tondel would await outside of the room. He sought to at least make the attempt to respect the Japanese own operational security. ...Though he'd hear that this wasn't a problem anyway since the Japanese, at least not in his presence, spoke in a language he wasn't familiar with. It certainly wasn't Galactic Basic.
But regardless, who Itami was reporting to didn't seem too pleased, if anything he sounded angry. But that seemed to dissipate as he heard his name mentioned. The officer Itami seemed to report to got up from his desk and poked his head out of the door to see Tondel in his usual well tailored best, an outfit not unlike that worn by his master, Count Dooku.
Tondel turned to look but the officer drug his head back into the room and could be heard letting out a sigh. Then he and Itami would lead Tondel to General Hazama's office.
Itami just stood there nervously after the officer went in, Tondel noticed this and shook his head. "Though I'm unsure of how it would help you, Second Lieutenant. You should try meditation." Tondel was aware the Jedi and Sith meditated, that was something mentioned in one of the holocrons and on some of the documentation left behind by Count Dooku... He figured at least the light side of things might help Itami.
"I'll probably take you up on that... When I'm not sweating bullets, man." Itami would say as he'd start pacing back and forth.
Tondel on the other hand stood still, closing his eyes to feel through the force. Perhaps he could reach out to those he sought as his apprentices...
His attempt would fall flat as the door opened and Tondel's eyes opened. The officer from earlier would step aside and motion. "Mister Ramarr, please come in."
Past the officer, another would be sat at a desk of wood, two flags behind him.
Tondel would step inside and Itami would go to follow. Only to have the door shut on his face.
Tondel rose an eyebrow at this before the man behind the desk stood up to speak.
"I am General Hazama, commanding officer of the Japan Self Defence Force in the Special Region, it is a pleasure to meet you, mister..." General Hazama said, leaving room for Tondel to introduce himself.
"Commander Tondel Ramarr, of the planet Alderaan and last living official of the Separatist Alliance... And perhaps the last of my people." Tondel said as he'd give a respectful bow.
'Last of my people.' That line made Hazama and the officer Itami spoke with earlier blood run cold..
"May I ask if the planet you mentioned is this one, or.." Hazama would ask before he'd sit down and motion to Tondel to sit down.. Tondel would of course take a seat.
"This planet is not of my galaxy. I am here entirely by accident. I have been stranded here for the last six or so years." Tondel would admit.
"Six years... If I may, you look... In perfect shape for someone who has been stranded on this planet-" Hazma would say before Tondel would interrupt.
"I have not been stuck, planetside in a way one may expect. ...I mean I am stranded in this galaxy. It is... Uncharted, and I have no idea the capabilities of other potential star faring civilisations, though I suspect there are none considering I have yet to be contacted by them as one might expect. ...My ship is in orbit. I have attempted to keep my contact with the tribes of this planet, to a minimum.
Though I do claim ownership of the moon orbiting this planet, as I have already established a droid foundry on the planet and I am in the process of establishing a shipyard." Tondel would say with some pride, he had the minimum to work with but... He still made decent progress.
"You say.. You claim ownership of the moon of this planet, and.. May I ask what a droid is?" General Hazama would ask, an eyebrow raised. ...So many, unfamiliar concepts. One man owning the moon? A space ship in orbit? And just what are droids?"
"Yes. I claim ownership of the moon for the Separatist Alliance. ...As for what a droid is... Droids are many different things, from translators, to workers, to combat types, such as the ones I build and have aboard my ship." Tondel said, watching General Hazama's reaction. ...He was... Certainly blown away by this whole... Thing.
"I see. So these droids... May I ask... Because Lieutenant Itami said, your forces assisted him in driving off a Flame Dragon... Including aircraft." General Hazama would say, leaning forward and clasping his hands together on his desk.
"Yes. The forces I have under my command are purely droids. From ground units, to air and soon, space. I had what are called, Vulture Droids, brought down into the atmosphere to drive off the flame dragon." Tondel admitted, to Hazama, a whole army of these... Droids. Under one man's control was... Concerning to say the least, but he could see an opportunity here. One to further limit future JSDF casualties.
"Commander, I have a proposal, but I'll have to report back to my higher ups about it, before I can officially extend it." Hazama would say, the proposal was... Indeed an intriguing prospect to Tondel.
"May I ask what your proposal would entail?" Tondel would ask.
"A Japanese, and Separatist alliance on this planet. ...You see we were attacked by the local residents of this world, and some of our people were taken. ...We don't want to destroy or conquer these people. We just want to end this war that was forced on us.
And get our people back. ...But you see, we're very limited in what we can do. As I mentioned before. We are the Japan Self Defence Force. Offensive actions are quite... Tricky for us in regards to politics." Hazama would say, telling Tondel of Japan's history with warfare... And the Article 9 constraint of the Japanese constitution.
Tondel would... Indeed start to see the picture of how things operated here. Japan was restricted in what it could do in this world... But they wanted him and his droid army to do in particular areas where they may not be able to... As for the people that were captured.. Tondel was aware of this...
"I am aware of the plight of the people that were captured... I have had probes on this planet, and only deployed ground troops in recent months. ...The people you seek were taken to the biggest city on this continent. I'm guessing it's the capital of these people of this world." Tondel would say, admitting he did see what happened... But hadn't acted... Which did make him... Regretful.
Hazama on the other hand was subtly angry. This man with a droid army at his back did nothing to save civilians that were taken captive, he did nothing to intervene. ...But he calmed when he realised... It was pointless to start an argument over a past issue, or potentially ruin the opportunity before him.
"I see... Thank you for the information..." Hazama would say, letting out a sigh, just... Trying, mentally to figure out what was next.
"General. I do regret my lack of action. However, I feared intervening in the natural development of the people of this planet. You see.. The Separatist Alliance is, for all intents and purposes, still in a state of active war. We sought freedom from the corrupt tyranny of a Galactic Republic, overrun by the interests of bankers, corporations, and greed of politicians. I wish to remain neutral as best I can in these affairs.
...However. One of the core tenants of the movement I fight for is freedom for slaves from criminal gangs and organisations. ...I am willing to help you and your people as in this, our goals align, wholly." Tondel would say, Hazama would be... Oddly comforted by this. But he wasn't expecting the apparent history lesson. He'd still take the help regardless.
"Thank you, Commander." Hazama would say with a smile.
"I would like for your troops to become acquainted with the sight of my forces. If you would allow that." Tondel offered.
"What do you have in mind...?" Hazama would ask, shifting nervously.
"I'd like to deploy a unit of battle droids to assist with the security of this facility, and to help the refugees that are under your care, now." Tondel said.
"Ah... Yes.. The refugees. I almost forgot about that issue. They came here with yourself and Lieutenant Itami. The refugees are.. Convenient to say the least. We've been asked to start dialogues with the locals of this world. Your help would be greatly appreciated, Commander. ..As for the battle droids you've offered. Would you be able to deploy them to a refugee camp we plan on establishing, to keep these people safe?" Hazama would ask.
"Of course. There's also something else. If you'd like I'd be able to deploy tanks to assist with rapid response should this place come under attack." Tondel offered.
"I shall have to ask for the go ahead for that. ...But I would like to have as much help as you're willing to offer. You see these people have thrown two army corps of men at us. Whilst we are aware that their armies are comprised mostly of people with swords, spears, shields, bows, arrows, and mounted cavalry, we just don't know how much more they can throw at us." Hazama admitted, of course.
Tondel knew that the last attack on this place, had to be the absolute last. There just couldn't be endless waves of these people, they weren't advanced enough for it nor did they have access to battle droids to make such a commitment.
"Of course. ...I also have another offer." Tondel said, piquing Hazama's interest.
"May I ask what that would be?" Hazama asked.
"Technological exchange for basic materials and components." Tondel offered, Hazama wouldn't admit but this was the kind of offer he hoped for. This man from beyond the stars had to have some of the most advanced technology either in this world or in the world Japan exists. He has battle droids, a warship, a droid foundry on the planet's moon, and soon a shipyard.
"I shall, with the last offer of yours, have to ask for the go ahead. But I think my superiors, military and political, would be very interested." Hazama would stand up and offer a handshake to Tondel. Tondel, though unfamiliar did pick up and stood up, shaking Hazama's hand.
"If I may also ask... I'd like to establish a permanent, true presence for the Separatist Alliance on this planet. In the same area as this base. If you'd allow it, General. ...I ask because I don't want your defences accidentally opening fire on my landing ships." Tondel would request.
"I don't see anything wrong with allowing an ally to establish themselves and help us in this fight. I'll tell them to hold fire for anything coming down from orbit." Hazama would say, emphasising he'd only allow it if Tondel was agreeing to join the fight.
"I shall... Help, that matter is not in question. But the Separatist Alliance is not a private military up for sale. We help our allies... You are free to call on us and we shall help." Tondel would counter... And Hazama wouldn't say anything more. That was good enough. The presence of the Separatists and their forces is enough. Not to mention the unknown, probably vast resources from Hazama's point of view that Tondel seemed to possess.
With that, the meeting ended and Tondel would join Itami, leaving the main HQ after retrieving his lightsaber, he would volunteer his help to the JSDF. This would give quite a... Scare at first as he used the force to lift boxes for Itami's group. All of whom, save for Kuribayashi were... Dumbfounded as he moved boxes onto trucks for the Third Recon Team
Kuribayashi, herself, just wanted to see what Tondel could do in action. She saw him use his powers during the flame dragon attack and when the horse in Coda Village went mad. But she wondered the true extent of what Tondel was capable of. Kurokawa herself was...
Just bewildered as to how this man was able to do this. Telekinesis was certainly a thing of legend on earth, and some of the greatest illusionists seemed to have some degree of know how to it, but... This man just simply, with seemingly little effort blew all those illusionists to shame.
Tondel himself, unknowing to those around him was putting in the maximum effort. It was hard with some of the materials he had to move. It felt like moving rocks, not unlike those that his master had forced him to learn how to lift.
However Tondel would earn his rest as the camp for the refugees would soon be underway.
Tondel waited and helped with the construction. Again, using the force to hold things in place as the Japanese worked on getting the structures together and set up for the refugees.
Of course as this went on. He'd be watched by the blue haired girl he saw the day before. She watched with immense curiosity as this man seemingly did what not even she was capable of doing, with something that certainly didn't seem like magic. Not any magic she was used to or any magic her teacher knew.
It was only after the refugees structures were set in place, that Tondel would call General Yul'Mar.
General Yul'Mar appeared before Tondel through the holographic communicator that Tondel set atop a disused box.
"My lord, is there something you need of me or the Droid Army?" Yul'Mar would ask.
"General. I have struck a deal with these... Japanese. Seeing as we are stuck here... Until we can figure out a way back to our galaxy. We shall assist them in their war, against the locals here." Tondel said, as he'd cross his arms.
"Are you sure this course is wise, my lord?" The droid general asked, taking note of Tondel's change in stance.
"It is the best we can do, for the time being. If we secure this planet, we secure more resources to use, and through the resources we gain. ...We might find knowledge, of how to get back to our galaxy. ...Perhaps, build another... As the Japanese call it, a Gate. To Coruscant. ...And from there, we will march and destroy the Republic... Empire.. Whatever it is. ...But there is also a new possibility. ...With Count Dooku's passing. And the confirmed deaths of the Separatist Council. Does that not leave me the sole representative, military or otherwise, of the Separatist Alliance?" Tondel would ask, an eyebrow raised.
"Our information does indeed point to this, yes. ...And your logic is... Only mildly hard to argue with. ...What is this gate you speak of, my lord?" Yul'Mar would ask.
"That is how this world became bridged to another. The locals of this world, either built... Or conjured a gate, the structure we observed... It links this world, with the world of the Japanese. ...I will find the knowledge to build, or conjure another. ...And we shall, return... Home." Tondel would say, the inner sith slowly taking over as he grew more... Bloodthirsty. To take his revenge for his homeworld... To spill the blood of trillions on Coruscant in revenge for his world's destruction. This was a goal fit only for him.
"Yes, my lord. ...If you believe you can do this. I, and the droid army shall follow." Yul'mar confirmed, his loyalty remained for this idea.
The possibility of creating or conjuring new gates was indeed a tempting idea. And using them from one place to target other planets across the galaxy from which they came. Yul'mar had to admit the brilliance of this surpassed his own.
"Regardless. You are to prep a small landing force, just one landing ship, establish a depot here in this area near this hill. And deploy a squad of B-1s to help keep security at this refugee camp the Japanese are establishing for civilians displaced on this planet. ..They are to preform on their best behaviour." Tondel would order.
"Yes, my lord." Yul'mar acknowledged his orders and Tondel cut the call.
Of course... Tondel couldn't know just what was going on as hours after both Itami, Tondel, and the refugees came to the Base, and after Tondel's droid forces started landing to establish a depot for the droid army on the planet. Information would leak out to the press.
Not just of the dragon attack, but the existence of Tondel and his droid army.
Suffice to say, the press had a field day. But the other powers of the world were... Off put by the Japanese suddenly gaining a new ally. China and Russia, especially. A droid army might be a threat to both. As for America... America might lose it's only ally in the pacific to a newly founded independence, granted to it by an alien power. A literal alien power.
Of course everything that came out about the flame dragon attack was suddenly overshadowed by the droid army's very existence. At least overseas anyways. Pro pacifistic politicians in Japan were overhyping the casualties of the Flame Dragon, almost ignoring Tondel's efforts to save refugees. They blamed the JSDF for what happened.
But overseas on the otherhand... Wild speculation arose around Tondel and the Separatist Alliance as the world powers would find out from information leaks.
From it's apparent ground forces, to the air forces of the vulture droids, the bombers that Tondel were having created, and the unknown potential millions that the US, China, and Russia assumed Tondel to have.
This was of course to say nothing of the exploits Tondel would be recording preforming, using the force to move boxes..
In the coming days, the leaks had more and more information. As the Separatist droid army at the behest of Tondel would work with the Japanese in the immediate area, after much of the proposals between the JSDF and the Separatists were greenlit.
Tondel was seen with his MagnaGuards, practicing his lightsaber combat with them using their electrostaffs. Of course Tondel kept his lightsaber during this on a training setting. And for off duty JSDF and the refugees, the show became quite well known as Tondel had his fair share of failures in practice duels, same did the MagnaGuards.
The internet flooded with videos of the Sith Lord and his crimson red blade dueling against the MagnaGuards.
It was after one of these duels. Tondel took time to rest, to meditate and feel through the force.
He'd spend hours at it, feeling... Finally he felt something. He heard the thoughts of a voice, familiar to him.
"We need to get to Italica. ...Then scout Alnus. Lord Duran is right, we can't attack the hill... If the Imperial Army, and the tributaries couldn't... What chance do we have...?" Tondel would hear the familiar voice of that Redhead and he'd respond...
"You have no chance... My child. ...Do not look around. I know that's what you've already tried doing... Simply listen... I am not there with you. You are hearing me through your mind... Through what is called, The Force.." Tondel would say through the force, mentally...
Elsewhere... Near Italica.
Pina rode her horse as Grey, Norma, and Hamilton rode along side her as she'd be deep in thought, she felt something though... Something or someone reaching out to her. ...She couldn't explain it but something was telling her to focus on that as she rode along side with her compatriots...
And then she heard that voice. That voice telling her she had no chance. She wanted to lash back at it but was silenced when she heard the voice tell her she was being spoken to through... The Force?
"And just who are you to do this?! To speak to me through my head?!" Pina replied through the force, afraid at this new experience...
"I am the one from all those years ago. I am Darth Kriwn." Tondel replied, was that a sith name he was given? No. It was something he came up with on the spot.
"Y-You're the one who saved Grey, I and the other rose knights?!" Pina replied, now she was somewhere between afraid and... She didn't really know what else.
"Indeed. ...Because you and your friends have potential. ...I cannot explain further, this way... But I can feel, we shall meet soon. Conflict and strife shall bring us and your friends back together. ...There I shall explain everything.. But. This whole... Thing, requires great effort on my part. ...For now I shall rest. Trust in the Force.. You are far different than you can possibly imagine. And I shall guide you... And your friends." Tondel would say before he'd break out of meditation, taking a deep breath... For now.. Indeed. Rest. He needed rest.