stop and stare — lost, duel joiner

He had been woken by a familiar tug that morning. A tug that told him much about his current situation. 1) that the force had not abandoned him and that he was still at least slightly connected to it, and 2) The force was trying to lead him somewhere or to someone. So he followed that familiar tug but had slowed when he had smelled the scents of tanglers that were becoming more and more familiar to him. He let his well known mask fall to cover his face before he walked up to this newcomer. It seemed familiar yet strange, as if he came from an Era before his... but that couldn't have been possible.  In any way the newcomer must be at least slightly important if the force was leading him to it. "Greetings I am Revan and this is Anubis. The territory we ware currently at the edge of is called tanglewood. I hope your journey here wasn't too perilous?"