Alriana paused for a moment and then walked in. She stopped when she saw some of the bloody areas on his shoulder.
"Are...you all right Tavaryn?" She asked quietly as she walked in. She couldn't help but be worried about him, he had fought a dark jedi for her so the least she could do was help him treat his wounds.
"Very well. Come aboard, and Lord Pestilus will speak with you when he is available."
Varith sighed in relief as the message came in. It seemed as if he had finally found some allies or at least someone who shared his hatred for the jedi. He turned his ship toward the Oblivion and headed for one of the docking bays before cracking a rare smile.
Someone who hates the jedi as much as I do...this should prove interesting.