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Post by Deleted on Aug 27, 2015 17:48:47 GMT -8
The Council of Ruin Chambers are located deep within the heart of the Academy and accessible to only a select few within the Order of Ruin and those whom they summon to them. Dark Side energies hang heavily in the air, here, in this dimly lit, mostly empty chamber. Ten chiseled stone chairs are set around the room in a circular fashion, encompassing a large, blood red crystal that casts an ominous red glow about the room. These chambers are used for meetings among the Order's most highly ranked members.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2017 16:44:06 GMT -8
The cold, dark slabs of stone that served as the walls of the Council Chambers were dimly lit in a dark red that radiated from the blood red crystal in the center of the room. The chiseled stone chairs lay cold and empty. All but one at the heading of the cyclical design that faced directly to the single door that served as the only entrance. Dark Side energies hung heavy here, threatening to swallow all in their wake. Darth Abaddon's deathly figure occupied that single seat, emanating an aura of pure malevolence. The tattered and blood stained black robes caressed the ridges and angles of the stone upon which he sat. His hood was pulled over his head, casting an dreary shadow down onto his face, veiling its pale, scarred features; his eyes appeared as two fiery red orbs nestled into that darkness.
The Order of Ruin had all but dissolved itself as quickly as it had arisen, leaving the Lord of Extirpation and his minions that drifted solemnly through this temple's halls as it sole remaining occupants. The previous Lords of the Sith that had aided in the formation of this new cult had vanished and not been heard from in years, leaving this order and its rebirth - or ultimate destruction - completely beneath his power. This malevolent being simply sat there upon his false throne. His power had yet to be rivaled in his travels and his years as not a single foe he'd faced had even come close to threatening to take his life from him.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2017 0:52:06 GMT -8
The impending assault was in its infant stages now as three elite members of the Darth Abaddon's Order of Ruin military force had been dispatched to the Inner Rim world of Thyferra. Their mission . . . infiltrate, sabotage and destroy. The city's, and the planet's defenses would be turned on itself. Bacta production would come to a screeching halt. A mandalorian clan would be brought to its knees as it teetered on the edge of extinction. But now, the forces of the Lord of Extirpation's legion of doom began to be rallied. Began to be organized with a singular vision and mission set before them: The complete and utter annihilation of the Mandalorian Clan Australis and the complete seizure of all bacta production. The galaxy's bacta supply would fall to the Order of Ruin which was once again beginning to reveal itself.
Several Order of Ruin generals filed into the council chamber, having been previously ordered by their Lord. "Rally the forces, commodores. The time is nearly upon us to rape, pillage and purge. To rid the galaxy of yet another pathetic force. Soon . . . the galaxy will know a fear it has not known in more than a millennia." His voice was cold and dark, yet it somehow sparked an exuberance among the commanding officers that had gathered in the confines of the chamber. They exited as quickly as they had come in, all filing out to rally each battalion under their individual commands.
A force was being gathered. A force greater than fifty-five thousand men in strength with a fleet to match and strike fear into any who beheld it. It was going to be a swift victory and he hoped it would be the beginning of the end of these rogue warriors that called themselves mandalorians.
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