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Valley of the Dark Lords
Enemy: Vaxsis Vice
The shattering sound of a bottle hitting the weathered stone was
the first response to Vexsis’s poor choice of words. It may be that everyone or
a few of them may had thought a drunk had just dropped his bottle.
Truth was exposed as Garith turned around.
It was not just in his eyes. The eyes of a predator fixated on its
It was just not how his anger spiked and a dread aura of fear rippled
of the Mandalorian Sith.
The Sith Lord was posed for battle moving forward towards the Witch
known as Vexsis Vice. His saber hilt now in hand pointed down wards as his
steps gradually quickened. “You are no Master”, his words colder, focused,
and deepened as he let himself fall farther into rage. “I accept your challenge. I will
test what power you think you have!”
Garith's left hand, his free hand flicked into motion. The motion, a
Force Pull erupted from his hand intending to pull Vexsis to him. His saber
hilt that was pointed at the ground erupted to life. Empowered by a magmar
crystal, the dark crimson hissed like a viper ready to strike.
This combination of Force and saber blurred forward with every intention
true on his promise.
Enemy: Vexsis Vice
Ignorance was often the folly of the young. In this case, it
was truly the case. She simply let her guard down to an experienced combat veteran.
Her blade maybe parrying Garith’s blade
and her other hand was preoccupied with holding a cortosis garrote. There was nowhere
to dodge as they were literally steps away from each other. The witch had made a grave mistake.
From his left hand that held no blade the attack came from
it. Blue arcs of a powerful wave erupted from the tips of his fingers. The torrent
of power came out in a wave. A wave of Force Lighting. As for use of
umbramancy? When did a master of the Force need to see to strike down their opponent?
If she wanted to live through this she was going to have to toss her ego aside.
She was all alone here. No allies, the planet itself does not choose sides.
Scourge of the Sith
Death's Dream Awakened
attended to his company’s interests on the Sith worlds of the Esstran Sector, Fiora was well located in
the region when he received the signal from one of the true masters of darkness.
He instructed the pilot of his Infiltrator Class ship to direct them to the
Horuset System. The speed of the vessel, as well as its whereabouts, made
responding to the summons opportune. Whilst the Sith Master was a skilled
pilot, he preferred to delegate the task to those in his trusted employ, to
allow himself to focus on more pressing matters that required his full attention.
On this trip, that matter ended up being the rallying call of the Sith, to
which he began giving his undivided attention. Focusing his mind – removing thoughts
of his business dealings - and finding his centre, his heart rate slowing, he
extended his energies outwards. Calling on the Force, he reached out to the signal
sent by Malice, and followed it. Attuning his mind to those Sith he was
familiar with, he began to envisage their location in his mind.
viewing the scene as it unfolded, the Sith Lord listened as one of the members
presented her purported power. She was quite the upstart. A trait often
favoured in Sith devotees, hers had evidently burgeoned into insolence and
insensibility, blind as to those she spoke to. Still, he admired her for the
plight she’d set herself on. He was always of the belief that the Knights were
an underutilised asset and a force to be reckoned with. One that should be
looked on to lead, as he had as a Knight for so long under the banner of the
Dark Sith Order. During that time, he had maintained utmost respect for Korran
Halcyon, the long time leader of the Order, however. The tact with which the
female Knight conversed with the Masters was poorly chosen, especially so with
respect to Rach Sullen. It was a testament to Rach’s patience that she had not
vanquished the Knight there and then, and later, that she proceeded to offer
her assistance in furthering the subordinate Sith’s growth. The matriarch truly
was invaluable to the Sith, of this Fiora was convinced.
distance to the congregation lessened, so did the effort it took to maintain a
vision of it. Setting down his ship discretely in a cavern of sorts between two
rocky hills, the pilot maintained the cloaking device over the ship as Fiora
departed it. Economically traversing the distance to the assembly, he made
every effort to arrive as punctually as was within his control. For unlike many
of the Sith of late, he afforded respect to those who had earned it and maintained
a decorum lost in too many Sith. The scene still present in his mind’s eye, he saw
that they had begun to consolidate their plan of attack. That is, until a Witch
– who should not have even been present on Korriban, let alone at the assembly
of Sith - had purported that she possessed information they required to carry
out their plans and tried to negotiate with them. Fiora met her demands with
scepticism, but was again disappointed by the female Knight’s tact. Had he been
present at the time, the Lord would have immediately reprimanded the Knight for
her self-assertive behaviour amidst, or directly obstructive of, the
negotiations being carried out between Sith Master and Witch. In the presence
of Masters, a Knight was always to defer judgement to those her senior. In this
instance, her brashness had thwarted progress, just as it had to begin the discourse
in challenging her superiors’ dominion over the Sith and causing infighting
between the lesser ranks. As he approached the council, he found it
perturbingly easy to place the girl’s life not only below that of his equals,
but below the value he afforded the Witches present, despite their intrusion.
He felt that, aside from making the poor decision to intrude on a Sith-only gathering,
they might not lack the sense of mind she so blatantly seemed to.
kept his musings to himself as he approached the forum, lightning scorching his
retinas as Malice and Garith brought the second Witch to genuflect.
addressed all of the true Masters of Darkness telepathically. /…I apologise for my tardiness./
he had arrived at the earliest possible time, and had not missed any of the
discourse’s details, yet he felt it necessary to afford his equals the
the Witch victim, as she was now, he monitored her condition closely. He had surmised that had she received the full current of electrical energy shot forth
from the Sith Lords, she would be dead or at least unconscious and charred. Yet by closer examination, one of the attacks seemed to be funnelled towards her guardian, explaining why
she had been brought to kneel before the Sith, but remained seditious. Fiora
would prefer not to intervene, in discord with his fellow Lords, but were she
to yield she could likely obtain at least a transient cessation of the violence. Otherwise, her death would be lightning quick.
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