Return of Dread (open)
Coruscant - Middle Levels
Dresdin's finger tips gently ran along the edges of the window frames, looking in through the glass of the front of the gym to watch those inside going through drills. It had been quiet some time since he had been back or in public for that matter. Close to a year in fact as he simply strolled into his gym, waving to those few that knew who he was and recognized his return. A grin formed on his face as his students came running to give him a hug, excited to see their instructor's return.
The man had seemingly dropped from existence for some time now, disappearing completely without warning or notes, and no one knew where he had gone. In truth he had been simply meditating and training on his own, gathering his strength and consolidating what he could from a limited point on Oricion, in his old temple that he had constructed some time ago. He felt though that now was as good a time as any to return. He had made no effort to hide himself, nor any effort in keeping a low profile. Of course his true alleigances were still well hidden, both the fact that he was a force user, and a master of the dark side save for those that truly knew him, and he opted to keep it that way.
Those that needed him would come to him, those that wanted his head were sure to find him, and those that knew him well would know to keep a close eye on him. He had left the gym after training for a short while and opted to instead grab a bite to eat, wondering just who would approach him first.
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