The third level has been converted to lodgings for the members and allies of the Dark Jedi Order. The rooms ranged in variety from dorm style with bunk beds for multiple students in training, to more exclusive singular rooms for members that had attained ranking higher within the Order
Post by Gavin Phoenix on May 18, 2019 8:38:47 GMT -8
Having gotten a quick tour of the temple, there was little else for him to currently do within the temple. All that was left was a personal task of locating Mariah. He had allowed his presence to be easily felt compared to normal as a signal to her, yet he still didn't feel her nor did she come to meet him. There was no telling exactly how'd she'd respond, though he expected she'd be less than thrilled. He could already picture her demanding to know why he was here when he seemed to show no interest when she first told him of the Dark Jedi. Yet, she had not come around. Surely he was obvious enough, perhaps even she had been told by Ifrit of his arrival. Still, she was nowhere around. Chances were, she was keeping her distance.
That meant he had to seek her out. Reaching his designated chambers, he entered and threw his trenchcoat on the bed as he took a seat on the floor. He'd have to seek her out, a task that would be difficult. But he was determined to find her and speak with her before he left. And so the game of hide and seek began.
"There is no road, no simple highway, between the dawn and the dark of night. And if you go, no one may follow, for that path is for your steps alone...."
Post by The Sable Count on May 25, 2019 12:12:31 GMT -8
The Count's room was very different from the rest of the temple. Well appointed in a style that would not be out of place in the upper city of Coruscant, the room made extensive use of various symbols in order to give a personal touch of the room. Sconces were a running theme. As were simplified emblems of his Noble House. The window of the room overlooked the meditative canyon that cut through the land like a gash across flesh. The door of the room, manufactured by Securis, was able to resist blaster fire, making the room extremely well protected. The four pyramids on the floor of the room, when activated, would serve as emitters for four holographic beams, which would be amplified through the chandelier hanging from the center of the room. In addition, the table would retract into the floor, allowing for a full-use holographic station. However, Aderon, always a lover of luxury, has made it such that fresh flowers should be delivered to the room every day by droid for the flowerpot on the table.
The Moon has awoken with the sleep of the sun. The light has been broken, the dark has begun.
Post by Mariah Shadows on May 28, 2019 9:15:50 GMT -8
It had been about a week since Aderon's initial landing into the Temple -- enough time for current members to ask and pester him about his arrival, his reasoning for being here, and other curiosities. By now, though, those outward questions had dwindled down, and he had become more of a recognized figure within their ranks. Although the whisperings never really did dissipate, as a man whose aura stood with stark differences than most of those within the order at present.
It was around this time of day that The Sable Count expected his daily flower arrangement to arrive in his room. Within the meticulously selected bouquet, however, there was one single flower that could only be described as a mistake or an eyesore. A single desert rose stood apart of the bright whites and soft yellows, even more so with the expertise alteration of its coloration. The petals nearly black, fading into red and thus into white at the bottom. An exotic, rare choice, if one could look past the very fact that it clearly didn’t belong with the brighter and softer tones. To make matters all the more interesting, a note written in an elegant calligraphy was wrapped in twine around the base of the stem.
Meet me in the throne room. ~the Empress
The droid, seemingly unaware of this mishap, delivered the arrangement to Aderon's room without fail as it had with all others' past.