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He wants to kill them. It's his sole purpose of wandering so far out to the abandoned encampment at night, forcing aside his sickness just as he had forced the quarantine guards to sleep for an unobstructed passage.
Orbalisk was the name that Freedon Nadd's Holocron had given the parasitic creatures that only two days ago had tried to kill Revan. Orbalisk, who latched on and suffocated a host or who thrived on the dark side, in turn feeding the host adrenaline and energy that perpetuated an endless cycle of giving and taking. Nadd had used them as armor.
That was why Revan had managed to survive as long as he had. Ranthus had told him about the behavior of the creatures, yet his theories as to why hadn't come close.
"I can see into your heart, young human, and I see the dark kernel that is there."
Who had said that to him? Back on Korriban, when he was joining the Sith Academy under the guise of searching for the Star Forge and Malak. After the wars, after he'd been 'saved'.
He had always known the Bogan was there, lurking within and something he had to work in keeping at bay, but with the conversation at dinner still fresh in his mind, the remembered memory and new found information had only angered him more.
So he wants to kill them. All of them. A well-placed thought bomb that could destroy not only the Orbalisk, but vaporize every last particle within its intended radius. Destroy them as they might have destroyed and taken him away from his family.
But as he reaches the edge of the camp, he stares into the dark remains for the longest time. Their presence in the Force is stronger than it had been before when he'd stumbled onto the camp the first time around. Now they were buzzing with excitement, reminding him of his place.
In his anger, he had failed to see what he was about to do.
"Well, kriff."
Orbalisk was the name that Freedon Nadd's Holocron had given the parasitic creatures that only two days ago had tried to kill Revan. Orbalisk, who latched on and suffocated a host or who thrived on the dark side, in turn feeding the host adrenaline and energy that perpetuated an endless cycle of giving and taking. Nadd had used them as armor.
That was why Revan had managed to survive as long as he had. Ranthus had told him about the behavior of the creatures, yet his theories as to why hadn't come close.
"I can see into your heart, young human, and I see the dark kernel that is there."
Who had said that to him? Back on Korriban, when he was joining the Sith Academy under the guise of searching for the Star Forge and Malak. After the wars, after he'd been 'saved'.
He had always known the Bogan was there, lurking within and something he had to work in keeping at bay, but with the conversation at dinner still fresh in his mind, the remembered memory and new found information had only angered him more.
So he wants to kill them. All of them. A well-placed thought bomb that could destroy not only the Orbalisk, but vaporize every last particle within its intended radius. Destroy them as they might have destroyed and taken him away from his family.
But as he reaches the edge of the camp, he stares into the dark remains for the longest time. Their presence in the Force is stronger than it had been before when he'd stumbled onto the camp the first time around. Now they were buzzing with excitement, reminding him of his place.
In his anger, he had failed to see what he was about to do.
"Well, kriff."