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Post by Darth Malvus on May 2, 2016 19:05:43 GMT -8
"I understand. But using such powers in conjunction with my lightsaber could prove dangerous could it not? Unless the enemy is weak or I do not let up in my assault until they are incapacitated, using the Force often would make my enemy aware of how I attack and make them more capable of avoiding or countering my abilities?" |
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Post by Luxeria on May 14, 2016 15:31:37 GMT -8
Luxeria let his words sink into her mind as she ran through them, letting them become processed and engraved within the depths of her mind. She could see the point he made, one that somewhat deflected the worry of its over use. If one used it sporadically, the adversary would understand after the first attack her ability to wield the Force at the same time she would attack. But with a fair repertoire of abilities at her disposal, each move she made would bring about a different outcome, making it harder to defend than she initially thought. At most, her opponent would be on guard, but with no clear thought on what she would do it would be difficult to defend themselves appropriately, or inversely, they would she her capable of a single attack, which wouldn't effectively defend again another.
As these thoughts were sorted out in her brain, she took quick notice of the room they had entered. She remembered it well as she had previously undergone a great lesson here. It was within these walls that she was placed against a criminal. In the face of this being, she learned many things: how to instill fear and despair into another, how to draw upon the emotions of others to fuel her power, the true understanding of newly learned abilities, and lastly, what it was like to snuff out the existence of another. It was then that she truly began to walk the path in becoming a Sith.
Her attention was quickly redirected to Malvus as he snapped his fingers and a sole person entered the room with them. She could not tell who this person was, other than the fact he was a man. The mask he wore seemed similar to those that fought with them back on Alzoc III. Whoever he was, he was a warrior, on that seemed loyal to Malvus. He wouldn't have been allowed to walk around so freely otherwise.
She didn't jump at the his next words, but her head did raise a little as she looked upon the warrior. Her hand gripped the training saber tightly as her eyes then became more focused. She took in a deep breath as she switched out her training saber for true saber. If this was the order Malvus had for her, she had no other option expect for using a full fledged lightsaber. Despite being just another training exercise, this fight would be all in. There was no games, no holding back. She'd have to use every ounce of her training thus far.
As she eyed the warrior before her, who stood silently waiting for Luxeria to prepare herself, she tried to gauge him. It was difficult in his stance, as there was no indication if he stood with the intention of strength or speed. His clothing and mask also kept any signs from being conveyed. One thing she could guess, however, he was no apprentice. She figured he'd be passed the apprentice stage much like Vurkar. It was also best to assume his skills matched her master's son. She'd have to be mindful of each attack she made and keep her mind on the battle. Instinct tied to her little experience would be the point of this battle for she couldn't afford to be thinking. Finally, she activated her saber and the crimson blade came to life, as she stepped back on her left foot and held her saber up slightly in her right, pointing out at the Sith.
The Sith stepped away from Malvus and Luxeria, giving them clear distance and space so not to involve her master. As he came to a stop, he removed his own hilt and summoned forth the blood red blade. He lifted it slowly, letting it come to rest in front of him as both hands came to grip its hilt. The two simply kept their eyes focused intently on the other for a solid five seconds, neither making a move. It was a sign of caution and defense. It wasn't always the wisest choice to jump right in without getting some sort of feel for one's opponent. Careless attacks usually ended a battle quickly.
Finally, it was Luxeria who moved first, pressed forward with her left foot as her right glided across the ground. Her blade lay parallel to the ground as she went in for a thrust. By what she could gather, a thrust was nearly impossible to block and had to be deflected and parried. This was the case as the warrior flipped his saber downwards and brushed the attack off to her left. She anticipated the parry and moved with it, using its energy to bring it up quickly to make a quick strike at his shoulder. The movement of the Sith, however, was much quicker and more elegant that she expected. It was as if he, too, envisioned such a pattern as his blade cut swiftly from its original path in its parry to come straight up, keeping the blade between the two of them. Her blade met his, as it pointed straight up, making an attack to pass over his head impossible. But Luxeria didn't pause there, already grasping the flow of her quick and light strikes, thanks to the tutelage she had received thus far.
Her blade stood nearly straight as it seemed to dance around her opponent's saber to make two quick strikes along his left side, the first at his shoulder and the second at his waist. Once again, he moved easily, simply bringing the blade over his head so that the point then pointed down against her first strike, then smoothly twirled downwards to block the second. Not wanting to give him a moment to attack, she pressed on in her offense, coming down in an over head slash, then puling back for another thrust.
But her attempts were met with the same resistance. His blade came up to meet her's, then fell in a curve against her thrust. It was then she saw the change in his style. More strength was applied, eliminating the ability to simply use it and move on with her attacks. It was enough to break her flow. What was more was how his left hand slipped away from the hilt moving in an arch above him to meet the hilt again as he brought it down in a strong two hand slash.
With her saber pushed aside, there was no time to parry or block. Pushing hard with her right foot, she jumped and moved to her left, her foot barely being missed by the downward strike. Turning his head to follow her, he slashed out at her in her attempt to get away. Bracing herself on her left foot, she brought her saber around to block his attack. So easily did he break through it, forcing it back on her, as well as causing her to stumble a bit. With quick strikes, one from his right to left, then back again, Luxeria attempted to defend herself, turning to using both hands. Even then she was over powered. Until this moment, she hadn't truly stood against such strong attacks and she realized this was the Form V Gavin had spoke of. It was one of strength and was a weakness of her own form.
Finding a small opening in his attacks, she pushed herself back, creating some distance between them. She kept herself ready in case he came for her, but he didn't. He was waiting, ready for her to get a hold of herself and give him a challenge. Taking a deep breath, she calmed herself. She brought her saber up to her left shoulder so that it angled out from there. Remaining in that location for a split second, she twirled the blade as it moved back to her right and down to her side. Though she hadn't learned the opening stance of Makashi, it was clear enough it was her own take on it, giving it extra flair and seemed suited to her state of mind.
All those watching would sense the darkness within her stirring as her eyes shifted to red and her focus sharpened. She drew on the dark-side of the Force before watching towards her opponent with a quick pace. She brought her saber in a slightly wide arch for a strike at his right arm, an attack he easily blocked. However, Luxeria had relaxed her body and mind, letting herself become a bit more fluid and loose in her attacks. This was show as she let her wrist give, letting her blade move along his to pass by. With this, she flared her saber in a small circle that came back around to attack his right shoulder. Once again, it was easy to block, but Luxeria kept up her barrage, wielding only necessary strength on her attacks so that she could continue to move over a block without having to fully redirect her swings. She swung at his left arm, then went in for a thrust before moving to an overhead strike.
Finding a place to switch their roles, the warrior went back on the offensive, yet Luxeria began to show her understanding of the forms that were caught up in the dance. With each swing he unleashed on her, she slowly improved. Slowly altering from direct blocks to redirecting parries, she was able to to keep the force of the attacks off of her and save her own strength and stamina. Though she had plenty of opening finally start popping up as she defected the attacks, she stayed on the defensive. At this point, the attacks became more relentless as he tried to strike her down now that she was somewhat of a challenge. But Malvus would be able to see it that she was holding of on the openings as if she was using the moment to learn the patterns of her adversary for future battles, letting the movements become engraved within her mind.
After a few minutes of keeping on the defensive, letting her body shift from one side to another, moving around him, almost directing him in a certain direction, she moved around him once more as she pushed his blade down, then letting the energy of his attack push her own blade behind her back a little for her to bring her saber down in an overhead strike with both hands. He brought his saber up to block, but as the blades met, her left hand slipped off the hilt and faced the warrior with open palm from which she released a Force Push.
It hit and sent him into the wall that was now five feet away. Not only was he hit with the attack, but lost some wind from the impact on the wall. She didn't move in to attack though as she felt his anger begin to rise. She had played him, navigated him blindly into a position that benefited her and he paid for it. He was quick, though slightly staggered from the impact, bringing his blade down on her. She stepped to her right a bit and brought her saber up with both hands, but let it fall as the two met and simply guided it to the ground. As it did, her left hand flipped from gripping the hilt to facing down.
As the blades hit the ground, she lifted her left hand, using the Force to pull at his left leg which was behind him a bit. This caused the Sith to fall backwards. Luxeria used her saber to guide his once again to keep it from getting to her. His head hit the ground, causing him to become even more rattled and his anger rising more. Rising to his feet, he swung wide at her blindly from his right hand. Using both hands to first block the attack then push up, her left hand feel again from the hilt to stop in front of his face, fingers pointed out as violet lightning raged in three streams from her fingertips over his body.
He fell to the ground as she kept up the barrage for a minute before finally coming to an end. His movements slow drastically as he barely hung on to consciousness. Her left hand was held out towards him as her right held her blade behind her, each ready to bring about and end to her opponent. Yet, she simply stood there, ready to relieved the final blow but didn't. Tension could be seen reflected in her arms, signifying she was trying to, but something was holding her back.
At first glance, it could have easily been seen as a sign of hesitation, the altering will to kill. Yet she had killed one easily enough before, not to mention those on Alzoc III. So what held her back now? If Malvus searched her mind, he'd find that what held her back wasn't the thought of could she, but should she. Before, she had killed a criminal and traitors. But this man, as far as she could tell, was a warrior for Malvus and even faced her under the knowledge his death would come if she beat him. He was a loyal warrior to her master, killing him seemed nothing more than a waste. Certainly he had many, but a strong Sith warrior should have been a valuable asset.
All this followed the belief she had come to understand of others. To those that held no purpose in anything to her, or showed something more in their death, she'd kill if needed. But only if needed. Otherwise, everyone severed a purpose, whether loyal or not, in living. Even under her master's order, killing this one was not so easy.
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jun 4, 2016 17:28:53 GMT -8
Malvus had shown intrigue throughout the entire duel. Luxeria had indeed honed her skills through his training and the various missions she had performed by his will. Yet that intrigue faded when she hesitated to kill her downed foe. His facial expression changed to disappointment, forcing him to draw his own lightsaber from his belt. The master approached his apprentice steadily, along the way shouting at her. His voice full of snarls and anger.
Finish him, Luxeria... END HIS LIFE! He has been defeated and no longer serves his purpose. End his life and become you were destined to be!
If she would not kill him, Malvus would and then turn to discipline his hesitant apprentice.
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Post by Luxeria on Jun 5, 2016 11:34:50 GMT -8
Luxeria could sense the change in Malvus's intrigue now that the battle had ended and her calm had returned. The high was still there but the stress was not, keeping her senses sharp. She could hear the slight ting of him removing his lightsaber, the steps of him approaching. Soon after she heard his words.
She took a deep breath, not once looking back to him. Lifting the hand that was stretched out towards him, the warrior was lifted of the ground. Once he stood tall, her right hand tightened its grip on her lightsaber before she swung and took his head. As the lifeless body slumped to the floor, her hands lowered as her lightsaber extinguished itself. She stood there quiet, no regret and guilt over killing him. She had already shown and knew that she could kill without question, without hesitation.
It was also in that moment her mind reflected back towards those she helped take out on Alzoc III, the traitors that her master no longer had use for. She had become iritated with that line of thought, knowing that her own life could be ended if he no longer saw any value in her being around. Even now, seeing this warrior, one loyal to Malvus who simply proved to be beaten by her, be sentenced to death because of it pushed her forward in her thoughts. It was this kind of anger, this kind of action that was best used as a conduit for her power. It added to the hatred she had of the other two girls, Tyra and Lura. She would grow stronger, proved her worth, surpassing them and surpassing Malvus. She would show him her power in time and ensure he would become like this warrior. If a single defeat was enough to sentence a man to death, it would be true of him.
She would learn all he had to offer, but would be secret her her other learnings, from Gavin and from others. She would be sure to possess the knowledge and power to beat him. But the instant these thoughts came to her, she let them pass as she turned to her master, her green eyes cold and focus as she bowed to him.
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Post by Zuka Zammanee Tarkin on Jun 10, 2016 12:25:57 GMT -8
Zuka's shuttle emerged from the clouds swiftly, the estate's medical personnel busied themselves in preparation on the designated landing pad. As the shuttle began landing Zuka awoke from his concentrated efforts to stabilize his apprentice. The loading ramp opened and medical officers rushed into the loading bay of the shuttle with a levitating gurney. As the group of doctors worked with Maedhros, Zuka silently exited and headed for the force signature of his cousin, Malvus. After a short while, Maedhros is loaded onto the gurney and escorted to the estate's medical wing. As Zuka made his way through the corridors of the family estate he stopped at one of the security offices, one of the officers he knew was listening to a report from the Holo Net News Network. Zuka was intrigued to hear of a imperial resurgence in the old Imperial Sector. Zuka had been completely out of contact with his old allies and had never heard of any of the names mentioned in the broadcast. At the end of the broadcast Zuka disappeared and continued to the training room. Zuka entered the training room and waited...
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jun 20, 2016 8:28:07 GMT -8
Zuka entered the training room and waited... She would learn all he had to offer, but would be secret her her other learnings, from Gavin and from others. She would be sure to possess the knowledge and power to beat him. But the instant these thoughts came to her, she let them pass as she turned to her master, her green eyes cold and focus as she bowed to him. |
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Post by Zuka Zammanee Tarkin on Jun 21, 2016 5:44:17 GMT -8
Zuka followed his cousin closely and replied... "Yes, I went with the Bulwark III Class... you should really consider Star Destroyers. I could have an invasion force over Kuat in a week... Zuka wasn't exactly serious, but if the order was given he certainly would execute the order. "Oh, before I forget... Maedhros is in the medical wing, I took him to Korriban once the ships were completed... ran into some hostile Sith posing as Jedi, may need to investigate Korriban in the future." As Malvus and Zuka walked the corridors Zuka slowed his pace further forcing Malvus to follow. "What do you know of the report on the Imperial forces on Muunilist? There are even refugees arriving from Dantooine speaking of a Imperial invasion there."
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Post by Luxeria on Jun 26, 2016 18:19:14 GMT -8
There was an expression of approval that came across the Sith's face as his apprentice did exactly what she was supposed to do. Luxeria had continued making strides in her progress and today was a grand step forward. She had killed someone who proved to be incapable of carrying out their purpose and worth within the ranks of the One Sith. It was only natural that the strong would subdue the weak and purge the flawed from within the organization. Malvus glanced at the deceased warrior, who had be taken down by a mere apprentice, before turning his gaze to Luxeria.You have done well, Luxeria. I am proud of what you have achieved with this. |
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jul 4, 2016 17:40:57 GMT -8
Zuka followed his cousin closely and replied... "Yes, I went with the Bulwark III Class... you should really consider Star Destroyers. I could have an invasion force over Kuat in a week... Zuka wasn't exactly serious, but if the order was given he certainly would execute the order. "Oh, before I forget... Maedhros is in the medical wing, I took him to Korriban once the ships were completed... ran into some hostile Sith posing as Jedi, may need to investigate Korriban in the future." As Malvus and Zuka walked the corridors Zuka slowed his pace further forcing Malvus to follow. "What do you know of the report on the Imperial forces on Muunilist? There are even refugees arriving from Dantooine speaking of a Imperial invasion there." Luxeria bowed her head again. She remained calm in her speech, unaffected by the kill she made, even calm in the face of her revelation. She couldn't afford to let herself be driven by anger or irritation, nor fear or intimidation. She had to train herself to remain calm and cool, cold and hard even to progress further and not stir suspicion from anyone. No one would know her plans, not even those closest to her or those who helped further her knowledge. For now, she'd remain the obedient apprentice that followed her master, no matter the order he gave her."Thank you, master." |
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Post by Zuka Zammanee Tarkin on Jul 5, 2016 5:57:25 GMT -8
Zuka nodded as Malvus made his point clear. Still though, he felt the need to see for himself.
Yes, yes, from the Neo Sith Empire to the Tarkin conglomerate, it would seem all things have an expiration date attached. Yet I still feel that it is important to, at least, investigate. You are in a unique position cousin, you have the luxury of not participating in things, while I participate for myself. If this Imperial movement is a threat to us, then you will be the first I will seek out. I can feel great turmoil on the horizon and where there is turmoil there is opportunity. I'm not asking for your permission to go, but it would be reassuring if you were open to me going and investigating... after my investigation I'll see where things stand. As of now, I know nothing of this movement, for all we know this is just another want-to-be Galactic Empire trying to recapture the glory days.
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Post by Luxeria on Jul 7, 2016 12:09:00 GMT -8
Luxeria's gaze shifted to the dead body as Malvus spoke. There was certainly more reason behind his death now then when the fight started, but it was too late in her thought process. However, all she could do now was what she always intended to do: grow in knowledge and power. No revelation or alteration in reality would change that fact. And as long as she kept that pace, kept that understanding, she'd never be at risk of becoming as the failed warrior.
She watched as he was carried of as Malvus spoke the next words to her. At no point did she look at him during it, her gaze still focused upon the one she killed. It may have seemed as if she wasn't paying attention, but as soon as he stopped, she looked back to him. "I assure you, I will never become so content with power as it stands at any point. My desire is to grow and to learn. To settle in my power creates stagnation, and such reality hinders or halts progression. When this happens, the fat must be trimmed, the dead leaves removed. There is always more to learn in one form or another, always room to grow."
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jul 8, 2016 7:10:38 GMT -8
Zuka nodded as Malvus made his point clear. Still though, he felt the need to see for himself.Yes, yes, from the Neo Sith Empire to the Tarkin conglomerate, it would seem all things have an expiration date attached. Yet I still feel that it is important to, at least, investigate. You are in a unique position cousin, you have the luxury of not participating in things, while I participate for myself. If this Imperial movement is a threat to us, then you will be the first I will seek out. I can feel great turmoil on the horizon and where there is turmoil there is opportunity. I'm not asking for your permission to go, but it would be reassuring if you were open to me going and investigating... after my investigation I'll see where things stand. As of now, I know nothing of this movement, for all we know this is just another want-to-be Galactic Empire trying to recapture the glory days. Luxeria's gaze shifted to the dead body as Malvus spoke. There was certainly more reason behind his death now then when the fight started, but it was too late in her thought process. However, all she could do now was what she always intended to do: grow in knowledge and power. No revelation or alteration in reality would change that fact. And as long as she kept that pace, kept that understanding, she'd never be at risk of becoming as the failed warrior.
She watched as he was carried of as Malvus spoke the next words to her. At no point did she look at him during it, her gaze still focused upon the one she killed. It may have seemed as if she wasn't paying attention, but as soon as he stopped, she looked back to him. "I assure you, I will never become so content with power as it stands at any point. My desire is to grow and to learn. To settle in my power creates stagnation, and such reality hinders or halts progression. When this happens, the fat must be trimmed, the dead leaves removed. There is always more to learn in one form or another, always room to grow." |
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Post by Zuka Zammanee Tarkin on Jul 8, 2016 8:25:44 GMT -8
Zuka looked to his cousin...
Thank Val, my loyalty will always be to our fam...
Zuka's commlink beeped indicating a message from Captain Odom in Orbit. He would not contact Zuka if it were not important. Zuka had the message sent to his data pad to glance at.
Hmmm, it would seem House Valorum is alive and well. A Senator Fabian Valorum is seeking an audience with me.
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Post by Luxeria on Jul 8, 2016 11:38:32 GMT -8
Luxeria followed Malvus as he begun to tell her of his uncle and the reason for his downfall. She shook her head and couldn't help but laugh lightly. "And at no point does any of those who fall for such reason understand their failures. They will always question why their power failed them since they always believed they were so powerful that no could stand against them. Just another weakness stacked upon the previous."
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jan 2, 2017 19:00:35 GMT -8
The Sith Lord, Malvus, quietly meditated within the chambers of the Tarkin Estates, listening to the Dark Side of the Force and feeling its path. He saw flashes of present day incidents that happened all over the known space. Flashes that showed a scarred and vulnerable galaxy, a galaxy he quietly observed every day. For some time now, since his apprentice went off to forge her own lightsaber, the Sith Lord had changed their training regimen to that of the old Banite Sith, adhering to the Rule of Two. The changes in the Force helped make the decision, noticing how many Sith kept to themselves and sought no unity under anyone else but their own ambitions. This individualism would be the downfall of the Sith, something the Malvus would not want to see happen.
Quietly, he rose from his spot and exited the chambers, walking down the largely vacant and quiet hallways of the Tarkin Estates. The galaxy was still changing around him; war was happening on the other side of the galaxy and the Sith was still watching the movements of the Jedi Master known as Aerandir. The Jedi had surged forth where the Sith faltered. Though Malvus sought to cleanse the galaxy of the pretender Sith and their heretical ways, he still sought their unity in the end. Yet, for now, the Sith would focus on his apprentice's education and his own ambitions for the galaxy.
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Post by Luxeria on Jan 21, 2017 16:05:39 GMT -8
Luxeria's ship made its way down from orbit and began its approach towards the Estate. She gave a small sigh and smile as she gazed upon it. It had felt so much longer than a few months and never had any other place felt so much like home. While the trials she faced within those walls were far from easy and sometimes put her life at risk, it was the only place that connected with who she was and made her feel alive, giving her purpose.
Bring the ship down, she landed in an open spot, the ship giving a small jolt as it touched down. As she began powering down the systems, she thought on the things she had felt and learned of while out. Sith dwindling, war, and other tiny bits here and there. Still, none of those things seemed to reach this far and touch her home's borders. Whether or not her master had a plan or desire to get involved in any of these things, she knew she'd follow without much question.
Standing from her chair, she grabbed her bag and made her way towards the back of the ship and lowered the ramp. Not waiting for it to descend fully, she began making her way down it, wondering if her message had been passed to Malvus and if he would attempt to be here at her arrival.
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Post by Darth Sobrius on Jul 31, 2017 20:15:31 GMT -8
*The capital of the planet... This was where Sobrius would find his answers, where the dark side had its tightest grip. He only continued to follow the call, unimpeded by obstacles or bystanders; many of the latter gave him a wide berth regardless. The world, while not necessarily First Order, definitely held a sense of Imperial pride; not too surprising, considering this was the home of the Tarkin family. Indeed, the Tarkin Estates, he had learned, were the site of the planet's ruling body. Similarly, they seemed to be where the call came the strongest from. Here, he would be impeded, of that he was certain. He was not here to spread death or threats, however; he would simply find whoever was in charge, and ask them some questions...*
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jul 31, 2017 20:32:31 GMT -8
The presence of Sobrius did not go unnoticed. For eyes unseen watched as the Sith Lord approached the Tarkin Estates. Another man was with those eyes, watching as his master carefully observed the arrival from above. With a short bow, the well-dressed male addresses his master who had turned to him.
Meet with him in the conference room. I will be nearby.
Yes, my Lord. By your will.
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The Tarkin Estates had a very Sith-ly connection and thus formed a weak nexus, in a ways, within the Force. It had long been the lair of a certain Cygnus and Adulph Tarkin, as well as Raven, Malum, Mendacious and others. Here these Sith thrived, under the name of Tarkin and with the family's resources at their disposal. Much of the Southern Quadrant of the galaxy was unnoticed by the Republic, by the Jedi and many other factions, making it a prime area for these Sith to fester like a plague. Among the stars, surrounding Eriadu, there had been a number of Sith factions that existed and ruled these areas. As a consequence, the people were very Imperial in culture and owed much to their Dark, and sometimes, unseen, Overlords.
Darth Sobrius was led to a conference room within the Tarkin Estates, by dark-armored soldiers, security by their equipment and bearing the sigil of the Greater Seswenna Trade Hegemony. Here, Sobrius was introduced to the unknown imposter of Ulric Tarkin, Lord of Eriadu and Viceroy of SesTrade. The middle-aged male appeared Imperial in all forms, with dress, crisp features and good posture. His trimmed golden hair and mustache were evident and prominent features. Ulric stood by the table, awaiting his guest.
We do not get many visitors of your kind, these days. Yet we can tell by your trappings that you are one of the Sith.
Ulric gestures for Sobrius to join him.
I am Ulric Tarkin, Lord of Eriadu, Patriarch of the Tarkin Family and Viceroy of SesTrade. And you are..?
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Post by Darth Sobrius on Aug 2, 2017 16:02:45 GMT -8
*It was exactly the kind of hospitality he expected from an Imperial background, orderly and efficient. Yet they were not overtly aligned with the First Order. However, Sobrius did not find this entirely surprising, considering the organization was so far on the other end of the galaxy. Last he had heard, they were expanding coreward, which would be led by the reclaimed Sol Invictus. As it stood, through Sobrius, Clak'dor VII was the farthest the First Order had reached.
For now.
Sobrius was taken to a conference room, where an outfitted man awaited him and invited him to join him at the table within. He introduced himself as Ulric Tarkin, who seemed perfectly at ease with the presence of a Sith visitor, despite such a presence apparently being uncommon lately. Sobrius allowed himself a small smile and stood at the opposite end of the table, opting not to take a seat.*
"I am Lord Sobrius," *he introduced.* "A pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am here seeking... answers. Bogan brought me here; there was an alluring presence I felt compelled to seek out, but its origins are unknown to me." *He paused, then added,* "Would you be aware of any 'artifacts of value' to the Sith?"
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Post by Darth Malvus on Aug 2, 2017 16:35:45 GMT -8
Ulric Tarkin crosses his arms slightly, leaning his lower back against the edge of the conference table. As words were spoken by this Lord Sobrius, he began to wonder if the Sith Lord had detected his master, the Dark Lord, Darth Malvus. The Imperial was not all too aware of what the Sith did, but he knew that his master tended to meditate a lot. Perhaps Sobrius detected him during that one of those times.
Upon the question proposed, Lord Tarkin gestures around them.
The predecessors, who once owned this place, Lord Cygnus and Lord Adulph, both collected a number of Sith artifacts. In fact, the tomb of the late Lord Cygnus is still upon the planet and within the Estates. Perhaps that is what you sense, the lingering darkness of my predecessor.
Now to see if the Sith Lord believed him or not.
What you seek is in the Tarkin Vaults. There is quite a collection within there, though I tend to keep my distance. Lord Cygnus was a powerful individual, but he was an absolute madman. A madman without limits. His tomb there gives us... quite a feeling of unease, yet his spirit has not appeared nor bothered us.
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