For so long he held that hatred for the Order, for leaving his beloved world so they could retreat, leaving it defenceless, then they jailed him in a bacta tank for centuries before you came along and freed him, for once he felt free, free from the rules of the Jedi... he could make his own rules.

If Santari listened to him, they couldn've convinced the Council that Tanalorr was worth the sacrifice but no, now she's gone.

He hated how this 'Empire' took over the galaxy with the Sith at it's head, he hated everything, even you.

He's faced you a few times already, but you just keep getting in his way and being a thorn in his side. You killed his close associates and now he is the only one left all for HIS compass. He has plans, plans for Tanalorr, to build a new Order in his image, to churn out much more powerful members to bring down the Sith once and for all.

"Why are you here when your true enemy is out there?" Picking up a stormtrooper helmet by his side. His voice laced with anger and hatred. It was clear he strays too far from the path of a Jedi.

"How could you let the galaxy fall to this unworthy machine of an Empire? You think yourself a survivor but you are a failure!" Tossing the helmet over to you, as it rolled to a halt by your feet.

You challenged his claim, never faltering once. Jedi are never defeated. "Now who is blinded by the past? Within the Abyss the Empire cannot reach us. I will forge these raiders into an elite army led by the disciples trained in the Force at my temple. Then when the time is right I will strike out and cleanse this galaxy with fire."

"We've already got an Emperor. Give us the compass." He demanded.

"And why would I do that?"

He pointed his blaster to him. "Because I'm a father who's running out of options. And you're standing in the way of a better life for my little girl. You hand it over, or I will put you down."

"What small dreams you cling to." Igniting his red blades in hand. "Enough! Tanalorr beckons."