Viox Savage
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Post by Viox Savage on May 4, 2018 15:08:09 GMT -8
And that was that. Everyone understood what they were to do. Sow the seeds of chaos and disorder among the Jedi ranks. A challenging task, but he was confident that everyone present was up to the task. Dismissing everyone, he beckoned to Vasari."Vasari. A word, if you will."While this could have waited until the assignment was finished, he thought it was better to inform her of his latest decisions now and see how it affected her abilities in the upcoming fight. As everyone else filed out of the room, he waited for Vasari to approach him.Continued here: --->Hyperspace
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Post by Harlan Petrovsky [Retired] on May 4, 2018 15:11:57 GMT -8
Cleared of Iridonia's gravity well, the Conquered Star accelerated to hyperspace, beginning the journey to Felucia and the upcoming encounter with the Jedi Order.
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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2018 12:16:59 GMT -8
The Silent Observer dropped out hyperspace in Iridonia's orbit, and began its descent down to Lord Znalost's secret underground laboratory located somewhere with in Banol's Maze.
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Stevan Stormro
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Post by Stevan Stormro on May 17, 2018 20:06:11 GMT -8
The Wraith emerged from Hyperspace along the lane which headed outwards away from the core worlds, the sleek, gleaming ship banking towards the harsh planet below, guided remotely by Stevan Stormro via his neural link from where he knelt in the ship's meditation chamber with his apprentice Nel Bukk. As the craft's sensors began noting the system's defenses a thin smile crossed Stormro's face. The system was currently held by the First Order ; that would make their visit simpler and remove the need to use as much subterfuge in reaching the surface below. Transmitting his vessel's landing codes to the relevant authorities, Stormro shifted his focus back to the bruised, battered young woman who knelt across from him as he awaited clearance. "Welcome to Iridonia. We are here so that you can learn about the birthright that the Jedi stole from you; your people's rich history as a warrior culture. When the Jedi took you as a child from your family they sought to erase everything about you that made you the person you are becoming once again. They wanted a blank slate, and they succeeded, but now you will finally reclaim that which was taken from you so many years ago..." Opening his eyes, Stormro looked directly into his apprentice's eyes with a gaze that was so focused that he might as well have been peering into her very soul. "How does this make you feel?" There was a slight hint of curiosity in his tone, although even if Nel picked up on it there was no way that she would know that he himself had gone through a similar experience as a child in the Jedi Order. Stormro had learned about his own heritage as a teenager and had immediately sought to incorporate what he could into his training once he had reclaimed it. Nel had, as far as he could discern, yet to experience such a moment and he could not help but wonder if it was as liberating for her as it had been for him all those years ago.
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Darth Umar
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Post by Darth Umar on May 24, 2018 22:29:28 GMT -8
*The Panzer drops out of hyperspace over Iridonia. The pilot of the Wayfarer-class medium transport immediatley gets on the comm to his underworld contact. The voice that answered the comm was distorted intentionally to hide the owners voice.*
Have you arrived in orbit? *The disembodied voice asked*
*Darth Umar felt his anger rise* Oh course I am in orbit, I wouldn't have commed you if I wasn't you buffoon.
*The contacted replied over the comm* Of course, you are right, my apologies. From what I gathered you just put out a comm message looking for something called a... Sith'ari... After that they should contact you and you will get all the answers you are looking for.
If this is leads to nothing I will be coming to extract my payment back from your flesh *With that Darth Umar killed the comm.*
*Opening up a general frequency comm Umar sent out a message.*
I am Darth Umar, I have come to this planet seeking the one they call the Sith'ari. I have come to gain knowledge of the dark side.
*The large red headed darkside user, waiting for a reply. Maybe he could find some useful knowledge here, or even better a true master of the dark side. Or this could be nothing and the contact would pay. With that thought Darth Umar began day dreaming about the different ways he could hurt the sneaky little information broker while he waited.*
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Nel Bukk
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Post by Nel Bukk on May 26, 2018 18:29:48 GMT -8
Everything hurt. He'd been harsh (that seemed to be a running theme with her Master), pushing her until she couldn't get up, and pushed her further still. She focused on her breathing, on feeling every ache, every pang. It calmed her some, and she was learning just as much from her bruises as she had from the practice duel itself. Her eyes opened slowly, her head tilting some as her Master began to speak. As he he continued, she looked over to him, giving him her undivided attention.
Part of her still raged at the unfairness of it, but at the same time, she'd been out of line. Apparently slamming her head against the table hadn't been enough of a punishment, and she'd ache for a good long while. Still, there was a sense of satisfaction there, buried deep down that allowed her to keep moving.
Being able to learn about her own people... There was a sense of giddiness that rose up, of excitement she always tried to keep buried back at the Temple. Nel had always wanted to learn more about her people, and there was only so much one could learn from a tome in a library. "It's... odd. I'm excited, yes, but at the same time... it's hard to be thoroughly excited when I'm so tired."
Nel had been pushing herself and not allowed herself rest. There was too much to do, and right now, it felt like she was wading through cotton, though the eagerness fought strongly against it, trying to take over. Still, a small smile flitted over her lips. "Though I can't wait to learn all I can firsthand."
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Darth Malvus
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Post by Darth Malvus on May 29, 2018 10:08:00 GMT -8
*The Panzer drops out of hyperspace over Iridonia. The pilot of the Wayfarer-class medium transport immediatley gets on the comm to his underworld contact. The voice that answered the comm was distorted intentionally to hide the owners voice.*Have you arrived in orbit? *The disembodied voice asked**Darth Umar felt his anger rise* Oh course I am in orbit, I wouldn't have commed you if I wasn't you buffoon. *The contacted replied over the comm* Of course, you are right, my apologies. From what I gathered you just put out a comm message looking for something called a... Sith'ari... After that they should contact you and you will get all the answers you are looking for. If this is leads to nothing I will be coming to extract my payment back from your flesh *With that Darth Umar killed the comm.**Opening up a general frequency comm Umar sent out a message.*I am Darth Umar, I have come to this planet seeking the one they call the Sith'ari. I have come to gain knowledge of the dark side.*The large red headed darkside user, waiting for a reply. Maybe he could find some useful knowledge here, or even better a true master of the dark side. Or this could be nothing and the contact would pay. With that thought Darth Umar began day dreaming about the different ways he could hurt the sneaky little information broker while he waited.* |
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Darth Umar
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Post by Darth Umar on May 29, 2018 14:36:01 GMT -8
*Darth Umar frown slightly. Not that he wasn't glad someone answered, but his day dreaming had built to a point were the thought of torture was exciting. It couldn't be helped and he wasn't one to waste a valuable resource just to satisfy a whim.*
Greetings, Darth Malvus, thank you for responding. It would be a pleasure to speak with the second in command. I will make my way aboard with all haste.
*With that Umar moved The Panzer toward the designated location. Darth Umar could feel the dark side pulling him toward this meeting. It felt like the call of destiny. By the the time his ship sat down in the hanger bay, he was so excited from the feeling of purpose he nearly flew down the boarding ramp. Once on the deck Umar waited for Darth Malvus to speak.*
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Darth Malvus
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Post by Darth Malvus on May 31, 2018 18:54:24 GMT -8
*Darth Umar frown slightly. Not that he wasn't glad someone answered, but his day dreaming had built to a point were the thought of torture was exciting. It couldn't be helped and he wasn't one to waste a valuable resource just to satisfy a whim.*Greetings, Darth Malvus, thank you for responding. It would be a pleasure to speak with the second in command. I will make my way aboard with all haste.*With that Umar moved The Panzer toward the designated location. Darth Umar could feel the dark side pulling him toward this meeting. It felt like the call of destiny. By the the time his ship sat down in the hanger bay, he was so excited from the feeling of purpose he nearly flew down the boarding ramp. Once on the deck Umar waited for Darth Malvus to speak.* |
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Darth Umar
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Post by Darth Umar on Jun 1, 2018 3:14:47 GMT -8
*Seeing a living member of the Sith species, was shocking, but hearing that same member, remark on the rarity of a Mandalorin force user, was amusing to say the least. Darth Umar kept his composure and waited for the Man in front of him to finish before responding.*
Firstly, my compliments on your intuition, Lord Malvus. Not many in this galaxy would have discovered my Mando upbringing, especially not on first glance. Secondly, Dar'manda, would be a more appropriate term for me.
*Umar paused before answering the next question. He wasn't sure if his former "master" was something he wanted to discuss, but the dark side was all but screaming at him to trust it. This was a fated meeting. Darth Umar could feel his destiny stirring, for the first time. This is where he was meant to be.*
I was trained by the self titled Darth Craven. He found me young and took me in. It was many years later, while fighting an actual Dark Lord, that I discovered my master was nothing more than a failed Sith apprentice, who ran for his life rather than fighting his master for the mantle, handing out his limited knowledge of the dark side like bread crumbs to keep me enthralled. So I killed him, and went out on my own learning from any tome, book, or artifact I could find. So while he taught me some basics, I have learned, and grown far beyond him on my own. As far as being worthy? Words will do nothing to prove my worth, only actions can do that.
*Darth Umar stood proud and tall, waiting to see how a true sith lord would respond.*
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Post by Stevan Stormro on Jun 1, 2018 10:33:16 GMT -8
Everything hurt. He'd been harsh (that seemed to be a running theme with her Master), pushing her until she couldn't get up, and pushed her further still. She focused on her breathing, on feeling every ache, every pang. It calmed her some, and she was learning just as much from her bruises as she had from the practice duel itself. Her eyes opened slowly, her head tilting some as her Master began to speak. As he he continued, she looked over to him, giving him her undivided attention.
Part of her still raged at the unfairness of it, but at the same time, she'd been out of line. Apparently slamming her head against the table hadn't been enough of a punishment, and she'd ache for a good long while. Still, there was a sense of satisfaction there, buried deep down that allowed her to keep moving.
Being able to learn about her own people... There was a sense of giddiness that rose up, of excitement she always tried to keep buried back at the Temple. Nel had always wanted to learn more about her people, and there was only so much one could learn from a tome in a library. "It's... odd. I'm excited, yes, but at the same time... it's hard to be thoroughly excited when I'm so tired." Nel had been pushing herself and not allowed herself rest. There was too much to do, and right now, it felt like she was wading through cotton, though the eagerness fought strongly against it, trying to take over. Still, a small smile flitted over her lips. "Though I can't wait to learn all I can firsthand." "I am surprised that you did not rest while we were in Hyperspace. I may push you to your limits but I have no interest in breaking you and it is crucial that you learn how to rest in what moments you can find. It is good that you are eager to learn though; Zabrak have quite the warrior heritage, as well as a long history amongst the Sith Order. I suspect that you shall very much enjoy our time here..." The ship began to move as Stormro received clearance from the relevant authorities, gliding down from orbit and making its way towards the Academy below. |
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Viox Savage
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Post by Viox Savage on Jun 1, 2018 23:13:40 GMT -8
The Wraith emerged from Hyperspace along the lane which headed outwards away from the core worlds, the sleek, gleaming ship banking towards the harsh planet below, guided remotely by Stevan Stormro via his neural link from where he knelt in the ship's meditation chamber with his apprentice Nel Bukk. As the craft's sensors began noting the system's defenses a thin smile crossed Stormro's face. The system was currently held by the First Order ; that would make their visit simpler and remove the need to use as much subterfuge in reaching the surface below. Transmitting his vessel's landing codes to the relevant authorities, Stormro shifted his focus back to the bruised, battered young woman who knelt across from him as he awaited clearance. "Welcome to Iridonia. We are here so that you can learn about the birthright that the Jedi stole from you; your people's rich history as a warrior culture. When the Jedi took you as a child from your family they sought to erase everything about you that made you the person you are becoming once again. They wanted a blank slate, and they succeeded, but now you will finally reclaim that which was taken from you so many years ago..." Opening his eyes, Stormro looked directly into his apprentice's eyes with a gaze that was so focused that he might as well have been peering into her very soul. "How does this make you feel?" There was a slight hint of curiosity in his tone, although even if Nel picked up on it there was no way that she would know that he himself had gone through a similar experience as a child in the Jedi Order. Stormro had learned about his own heritage as a teenager and had immediately sought to incorporate what he could into his training once he had reclaimed it. Nel had, as far as he could discern, yet to experience such a moment and he could not help but wonder if it was as liberating for her as it had been for him all those years ago. |
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Darth Malvus
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jun 3, 2018 16:40:03 GMT -8
*Seeing a living member of the Sith species, was shocking, but hearing that same member, remark on the rarity of a Mandalorin force user, was amusing to say the least. Darth Umar kept his composure and waited for the Man in front of him to finish before responding.*Firstly, my compliments on your intuition, Lord Malvus. Not many in this galaxy would have discovered my Mando upbringing, especially not on first glance. Secondly, Dar'manda, would be a more appropriate term for me.*Umar paused before answering the next question. He wasn't sure if his former "master" was something he wanted to discuss, but the dark side was all but screaming at him to trust it. This was a fated meeting. Darth Umar could feel his destiny stirring, for the first time. This is where he was meant to be.*I was trained by the self titled Darth Craven. He found me young and took me in. It was many years later, while fighting an actual Dark Lord, that I discovered my master was nothing more than a failed Sith apprentice, who ran for his life rather than fighting his master for the mantle, handing out his limited knowledge of the dark side like bread crumbs to keep me enthralled. So I killed him, and went out on my own learning from any tome, book, or artifact I could find. So while he taught me some basics, I have learned, and grown far beyond him on my own. As far as being worthy? Words will do nothing to prove my worth, only actions can do that.*Darth Umar stood proud and tall, waiting to see how a true sith lord would respond.* |
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Post by Stevan Stormro on Jun 3, 2018 17:16:18 GMT -8
The orbiting FireStar-Class Orbital Defense Platform, Genesis, took note of the new arrival. While currently flying both the First Order's and the Blackguard Reborn's colors, Iridonia was a Sith planet, through and through. Grand Admiral Bennette took note of the Wraith. Hailing it on a lightly encrypted frequency, she addressed the newcomers.Attention ship identifying as the Wraith, this is Grand Admiral Bennette of the Blackguard Reborn. Please state the nature of your visit to Iridonia and prepare to be scanned as per protocol.Her message wasn't threatening, nor did she even imply there would be any sort of violence. But with the Blackguard carving out more and more territory with each passing mission, they couldn't be to cautious. The First Order was really the only ones who weren't flagged as potentially hostile when traveling in system. All others were treated with the potential to be hostile, though they were given a modicum of fair and diplomatic treatment until such time that they proved otherwise. As the Grand Admiral waited for a response, one of the Marauder-Class Corvettes broke patrol formation around Iridonia and headed towards the Wraith, ready to scan the incoming vessel and log the results for future reference. |
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Viox Savage
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Post by Viox Savage on Jun 3, 2018 18:34:48 GMT -8
The Marauder-Class Corvette, Fragment of Faith, approached the J-Type 327 Nubian Starship from the port bow, slowly drifting up along side the ship. As comms were exchanged between the Nubian and FireStar, the Faith began scanning the ship. Within a few moments, the scans returned as the person the Grand Admiral has spoken to said they would. Only two lifeforms were present on the ship and there was no cargo, as stated. Once the results were sent to the Grand Admiral, she spoke once more.
You scans are completed and have returned as you have stated. If you wish to explore Iridonia's heritage, you may wish to start at the Sith Academy. Headmaster Alaric Von Dredd currently oversees the day to day operations there. I can send word ahead if you'd like? Aside from that, you are cleared to land at the Academy. Be advised that the Sith'ari places great importance on the smooth operations of the Academy. It would be ill advised to disrupt the daily routine. Other then that, enjoy your stay on Iridonia.
Other then possibly sending word down to Alaric, there was nothing more to discuss. And thankfully these people were cooperative of procedure and protocol. Some didn't think it was necessary to follow orders. But, since Viox has led the First Order here to conquer Iridonia and brought about the rise of the Blackguard Reborn, unwanted criminal activities had decreased by 11% in this sector. The other activities that would be classified as criminal were actually sanctioned by the Sith'ari himself. Other then the usual military traffic around the world, there was a steady supply of Hutt Cartel freighters coming and going. But no one dared question the Sith'ari, so they were allowed to come and go as they pleased.
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Viox Savage
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Post by Viox Savage on Jun 4, 2018 13:00:22 GMT -8
Exiting hyperspace, fresh from the Bilbringi Shipyards, emerged the Imperious-Class Star Destroyer, Hyperion. Standing on the bridge of his newly appointed command, Captain Aravick Grissom issued orders.
"Contact Grand Admiral Bennette and prepare for an inspection."
As the Hyperion made contact with the FireStar-Class Orbital Defense Platform, Genesis, the holographic image of Grand Admiral Bennette appeared before the Captain.
"Grand Admiral. Hyperion reporting in as ordered. We are ready for our formal inspection."
Standing at attention, Grissom rattled off his address to the Grand Admiral. But the Grand Admiral's response was not what he was expecting.
Captain Grissom. The inspection of your vessel will have to wait. I have a new assignment for you, directly from the Sith'ari himself.
Without missing a beat, Grissom snapped off his response.
"Understood. The Hyperion is ready to do her duty."
At Grissom's response, Bennette continued. Her image was replaced by the image of Rodia.
You are to accompany two new members of the Blackguard to Rodia and take the planet for the Blackguard. It will be just the Hyperion and a Vindicator-Class Heavy Cruiser. But I am confident that a full outfitted Imperious can handle this assignment. The Brotherhood will be joining you shortly. Good hunting, Captain. We'll see you when you return.
Snapping off a crisp salute, Grissom replied.
"Understood ma'am. We'll get it done."
And then the image of Rodia disappeared as the transmission ended. Grissom straightened up and addressed the crew.
"You heard the Grand Admiral. Prepare to jump to hyperspace once the Blackguard members arrive. Here's our chance to prove to our Sith'ari what the Blackguard can do!"
Activity increased throughout the ship as it began to spin around and prepare for a hyperspace jump, waiting for the Vindicator to join up with it. The first chance to prove themselves was at hand. And Grissom had no intentions of failing the Sith'ari. It was time for him to prove that he was worthy of his command.
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Darth Wraak
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Post by Darth Wraak on Jun 4, 2018 13:51:54 GMT -8
Breaking through the upper reaches of Iridonia's atmosphere, the shuttle carrying Venom and Valafar Starkiller made its way to the Vindicator-Class Heavy Cruiser that was now their ship, thanks to the Tof pirates they had briefly joined up with. Once the shuttle was docked and secured in the Brotherhood's hangar, Venom powered down the shuttle and disembarked. Making his way to the bridge, he spoke to the captain of the ship.
"Hail the Hyperion and inform them we are ready to leave. And get us underway. Our destination is Rodia."
As the Vindicator spun about and accelerated away from Iridonia, the Captain hailed the Imperious-Class Star Destroyer. Once that was done, both the Imperious and the Vindicator jumped to hyperspace, destined for Rodia.
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Darth Verenhimo
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Post by Darth Verenhimo on Jun 4, 2018 14:20:57 GMT -8
Valafar stood on the bridge with his arms behind his back having followed Venom from the hanger of the the Brotherhood. He listened to brother bark orders at the bridge crew. Valafar grinned as he thought about the type of resistance they would encounter on Rodia, soon the slaughter would begin.
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Post by Stevan Stormro on Jun 4, 2018 15:48:35 GMT -8
The Marauder-Class Corvette, Fragment of Faith, approached the J-Type 327 Nubian Starship from the port bow, slowly drifting up along side the ship. As comms were exchanged between the Nubian and FireStar, the Faith began scanning the ship. Within a few moments, the scans returned as the person the Grand Admiral has spoken to said they would. Only two lifeforms were present on the ship and there was no cargo, as stated. Once the results were sent to the Grand Admiral, she spoke once more.You scans are completed and have returned as you have stated. If you wish to explore Iridonia's heritage, you may wish to start at the Sith Academy. Headmaster Alaric Von Dredd currently oversees the day to day operations there. I can send word ahead if you'd like? Aside from that, you are cleared to land at the Academy. Be advised that the Sith'ari places great importance on the smooth operations of the Academy. It would be ill advised to disrupt the daily routine. Other then that, enjoy your stay on Iridonia.Other then possibly sending word down to Alaric, there was nothing more to discuss. And thankfully these people were cooperative of procedure and protocol. Some didn't think it was necessary to follow orders. But, since Viox has led the First Order here to conquer Iridonia and brought about the rise of the Blackguard Reborn, unwanted criminal activities had decreased by 11% in this sector. The other activities that would be classified as criminal were actually sanctioned by the Sith'ari himself. Other then the usual military traffic around the world, there was a steady supply of Hutt Cartel freighters coming and going. But no one dared question the Sith'ari, so they were allowed to come and go as they pleased. |
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Darth Umar
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Post by Darth Umar on Jun 4, 2018 22:50:33 GMT -8
To kill one's master is a proof of dominance, especially a failure such as this Darth Craven.It was not teachings that led Darth Umar to perform this deed, rather wash the stain of this failure from the fabric of the Sith and the galaxy. His actions fitted the ideals of the Blackguard, who had performed similar acts against those who pretended to be Sith or were never worthy, to begin with. Remnants of old orders that festered in the galaxy as parasites and plagues.The Blackguard has sought to rid the galaxy of similar persons and groups. Those who pretend to be Sith or whose use is no longer of any benefit to the future of the Dark Side. We do not follow the Rule of Two nor the Rule of One... we do not promote infighting, but nothing against a healthy presence of rivalry. For it is in our nature.The Sith Lord motions for Umar to follow him from his ship. Malvus never liked standing around, he worked his best while walking and talking. It helped focus the mind better.We do not seek to kill our masters, but rather defeat them to prove our worth. For without the masters, there would be none to teach the future generations in the ways of the Dark Side. Texts, books, holocrons... they can only do so much. But, the Blackguard draws the line between effective and unworthy ones.The Sith twirls his gloved hand slightly, something he did while thinking.I would say you have proven your worth to the Blackguard, Darth Umar. For you have killed one who was not worthy of the Darth title, someone who deserved to die before they infect our society and bring a plague upon us! Only united and strong can the Sith survive and thrive! The weak must be eliminated least they pull us down... just like your master. |
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