Reconnecting with the past....(Edited)

[Rithraldor]

A man enters from the night. He is wearing red Sith armor in the style of the Emporer's red guard. He carries a twin blade light saber and a heavy blaster at his belt. Around his neck he wears a sith talisman. He stands 6'2" at 285lbs. His eyes look around like he is expecting someone to attack him at any moment. The dark side radiates from him like multiple waves of invisible energy. "Greetings I am Rithraldor. I seek to speak with one of the Masters here."

[Dark Lord Dyzm]

A voice behind Rithraldor, speaks up. Startling the man, for he did not hear his approach.

"Currently, there are only 2 active Masters, but I hope within the week there will be another added to the ranks. I am one of them, if you have any questions, ask away."

Dyzm towered over many people, and this man was no exception, at 6'5, Dyzm was one of the tallest Sith around.
2 Lightsabers hung from his waist. He was in a loose fitting black trousers with a matching tunic, a cloak on his back hung from his wide shoulder.. His face was cast in shadow from the hood of the cloak. But there was to mistake that his eyes was fixed steadily on Rith's face.