As the young boy stepped out of the temple, a rain drop fell upon the ground in front of him. As he looked up, another fell on his head. The sky above was dark and cloudy, the sun on the horizon creating a brilliant orange and red haze, casting a reddish glow on the sith temple, reinforcing the stench of evil in and about it.
As he went further, he looked around, his vision slightly impaired by the increasing rain. He pulled up the hood on his robes and continued looking for his absent master. When he could not find him, he pulled his cloak around him and stood by the east wall, waiting.