<div class="floatright">(http://i1099.photobucket.com/albums/g393/theredfear/Screenshots/Screenshot_2012-10-29_01_36_58_733242.jpg)<strong><br/>Temor (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=150938.msg6869979#msg6869979)</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong> Korriban Shuttle Landing <br/><strong>Summary:</strong> Arriving<br/><strong>Tagged: </strong> Erobas, anyone<br/><hr/></div><br/>He arched a brow. Even without a Saber, a Sith Lord's sheer strength in the force should be enough to carry the day. At east against a mere acolyte. But from what Temor knew of Erobas's reputation his primary strength was in his skill with the saber. It could be he had neglected his Force training, judging from how displeased he seemed at his father's announcement.<br/><br/>Temor himself had a reputation for fighting many duels against rival Sith without ever even drawing his lightsaber. Indeed it was quite a testimony to any opponant he fought if they could engage Temor and actually motivate him to draw his saber. Was this some attempt to capture some of the glory this had brought to Temor for himself? If so it was a dangerous game to play with his son's standing in sith society. A failing of the apprentice reflects on the master. That reflection is even stronger if the apprentice is your own flesh and blood. Did Moros have that much faith in his son, or that much hatred for him?<br/><br/>An idea formed in his head, and he looked to Erobas. "If your time allows Lord Erobas, come and see me before the tournament. Perhaps I can share some insights you may find of value in the coming trials. "<br/><br/>If Erobas was unfamiliar with the techniques needed to defeat a lightsaber-armed opponant with nothing but his bare hands, it certainly would not hurt his cause to learn a few tricks from one who'd made an art of it. Even if he could win on his own, it would behoove him to be able to win with the least amount of visible strain and effort. There were many who...even in such a handicapped bout would think it pathetic for a Sith Lord to struggle against an acolyte. The easier he made his victory look, the better.<br/><br/>And if Temor's teachings gave him the edge he needed to secure a swift and decisive victory he would be indebted to Temor even if only slightly. But beyond that, Temor saw an oppurtunity to guage for himself just how far from the tree of Moros that the apple of Erobas had fallen. Whether Erobas would be an enemy to watch out for, a tool to be used, or maybe...just maybe...an ally to cultivate in the coming years. Surely he couldn't be more than a few more years away from challenging...or backstabbing...his father for control of his House. Why miss a chance to guage the strength and character of the next leader of House Moros?<br/><br/>He quietly stepped aside, allowing Moros to resume his procession whenever he was ready "Where are my manners? I'm sure you have pressing concerns to attend to and preperations to make. I should let you get back to your business.  "