"What do you think of this place, Alex?" Darth Luvidicous had asked me as we stood on Korriban years ago. "This place is strong in the darkside, it feels familiar." I had replied. "You should be honored, not many have set foot on Korriban in the last five hundred years." "I can see why." I stopped in front of a temple. "This temple is where one of the first Dark Lords of the Sith is rumored to rest, Marka Ragnos." "Enough with the history lesson, let's just get on with it all ready." "Your lack of respect for the old Sith is most unnerving." "The old Sith are dead, why respect the dead? Only the living can kill, have influence over anything." "Oh you are wrong about that, very wrong indeed." The meaning behind those words have never made sense to me until now.