"It is not the quantity that is disturbing," Eeth counters sternly, "It is the fact that this wound stems from you. This is not the first wound in the Force I have encountered. But it is the first that has originated from a sentient being..."

"I'm sure the Force will learn to live with it," Zirak says flippantly.

Eeth narrows his eyes at Zirak.

"You keep strange company, Sora."

"And it looks like that company is about to get even stranger," Bane says pointedly, before shrugging, "Well, not that this isn't interesting, but if it is all the same to you lot, I shall be returning to the control room to hunt the system for any clues as to where the contents of our treasury have gone."

"Yes, we should return to the control room," Sora agrees, stretching out a hand to help Eeth up, "I don't think the soldiers in this place will try anything further, but we had best make certain."

Eeth eyes the proffered hand warily, and does not take it as he pushes himself up.

"I don't think your new friend likes you, Sora," Zirak observes with a smirk.

"Like and dislike are simply emotions, and are not the way of the living Force," Eeth replies gravely as he follows the others out of the room, "But I do not think it wise to touch either of you until this wound within you has been healed. We should make our way to the Jedi Crusader headquarters as soon as possible."

OOC: Eeth Koth has joined the party.
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"We will be doing no such thing," Bane says flatly from ahead of them.

"Agreed," Zirak says firmly, "That is, if the rest of your order are anything like you."

"Where are the Jedi Crusader headquarters?" asks Sora with interest as they walk.

Eeth glances at Zirak and then at Bane mistrustfully.

"Let us focus on the task of regaining control of your fortress. Your uncle is dead, I presume?"

Sora sends Zirak an accusing glance.

"He is."

Zirak smirks from behind the pair.

"He is."

Eeth nods.

"A deceitful and cowardly individual. His passing is no great loss to the galaxy."

"That couldn't be a hint of dislike in your tone, could it?" Zirak prods as they turn a corridor to begin ascending a flight of stone stairs.
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Eeth ignores Zirak, addressing Sora.

"Does anyone aside from your companions know that you are alive?"

"Does anyone apart from us know you are alive?" Zirak sneers sinisterly.

It is Bane's turn to snort appreciatively.

"My question," Eeth clarifies thinly to Zirak, "Is whether or not we are to expect an army of bounty hunters on our doorstep in the near future, or if Sora's presence here is largely unknown to the galaxy."

"The governor of Kau'dan City recognised me," Sora explains, "Along with a duros gang and some traders..."

"And a Stratocratic agent," Bane puts in matter-of-factly.

"And some Sith," Zirak puts in.

"Uh, yes, those too..." Sora agrees with a cough.

Eeth places a hand to his forehead.

"So in short, an army of bounty hunters is the least of our worries..."

OOC: End of Chapter XIII...