At the highest tower of Gallidorn Castle, Zasz Grimm stood. For the past six years Zasz had been here studying, learning, training... Minus the odd trips to different planets for different things only he could handle, he had stayed at Gallidorn, monitering the Galaxy from his Tower... However two years back he ran into someone. A certain Jedi Master who had been on a mission of peace..

A Jedi Master who fell to the Darkside. This said Jedi was no longer part of the light. He no longer went by the old code. He was now a full fledged Dark Jedi. Zasz grinned widely as he remembered the meeting with the Master. He was a deep believer of the Jedi Code. He wasn't easily swayed and turned. It was long and rigorous. He somewhat laughed at the thought.

But, the man had a wife. And the wife was also a Jedi Master. But one with a rocky life. She had recently been consumed. And now had gone back to her good ways. Ironic.

Zasz turned around, his cloak whisping about as he did so. He blinked a few times before some of the moonlight that was pouring in bounced off his crimson pupils that made them glow. He closed his eyes for a moment and then a door was opened. One of the many servants to Zasz, ruler of Gallidorn, had entered upon his request. A request that was sent via the Dark Side...

Servant: "Yes, my lord?"

Zasz looked to the man as he spoke. He grinned and brought a hand up to push back some of the locks of blood red hair that dangled infront of his eyes...

"Summon my counterpart. I wish to speak with him."

As the man turned and left, Zasz turned back to the window to stare out across the lush country-side of this part of the planet. Moonlight made it seem un-natural. It was beautiful, in all sense of the word. He closed his eyes to let his thoughts come to him. Two years of training and it was time. The door opened and Zasz turned around...