Lets see what they have to say.

The smaller man approaches and smirks to himself. He is full of arrogance he looks you up and down. “Let me get a look at you.” You smile internally looks like your trick worked they think you weak with the ****. The big man chuckles as the smaller man makes a show of reviewing you. He does a good job of looking unfazed. “So your Overseer Tremel’s secret weapon?” His deep voice radiates menace as he stops just out of swords reach. He nods his head “Impressive, to be sure.” He smirks and the big man smiles a crooked grin, evidently enjoying the performance. “Afraid the old man took to long to make his move though.” The small man pauses, they are confident evidently good warriors. You judge these two not to be the sort to make empty threats.

“I’m Vemrin, and unlike you, I have fought and bled for everything I have. I demand respect.” So now it all makes sense, this is Vemrin your apparent enemy Overseer Tremel warned you about. Your angry not only because Loan used you and denied your release but because you don’t even know this Vemrin and he is already set out to destroy you. What the hell is going on there must be more to this. It would be smart to play it cool learn what you can. But fuck it your powerful and angry and you let your heart do the talking. “Vemrin, what’s your problem, we just met. And if you want to fight me do it man to man and don’t bring your thug to threaten me.”

The big man grimaces at the insult and moves to step forwards. Vemrin quickly razes his and stops him then looks to you with a smile. “Believe it or not I’m trying to keep you from getting killed. If Overseer Tremel had made his move a year ago you might have stood a chance. But now to little to late” What a load of bullshit, you wonder how fast you can draw your blade and cut him down.

Then the big man grunts and speaks for the first time. His voice is pained and nasal you smirk as he speaks to Vemrin. “How dare he Vemrin. Let's just kill him and hide the body.”

“Subtle.” You sneer reaching for your blade, the big man does the same. But Vemrin stops him and smiles his venomously attractive smile. “We are not on Balmorra any more, Dolgis. There are rules, traditions. We will leave the shortcuts to Overseer Tremel and his last pathetic hope here.” You process the information, so the big man name is Dolgis. You also think it strange that Vemrin believes in the traditions and rules. You almost feel sorry for him, there are no rules. The Sith don’t care about tradition. Power, that is the only tradition. You smile, time to cause some trouble of your own. “Seems like you should find a new friend Vemrin someone with more honour. Let’s hope when he grows bored of you, Dolgis here doesn’t stab you in the back.” Vemrin gives you an acidic look and Dolgis just frowns, but you can tell that they consider the truth in it. However, Vemrin isn’t phased for long. “Listen, you worm; you have been warned, stay out of my way or suffer the consequences.” Vemrin turns and begins to leave “Coming Dolgis?”