Innon'Ruuk
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Post by Innon'Ruuk on Jun 12, 2014 15:46:26 GMT -8
From the depths of space, a Helot-class Medium Transport came out of hyperspace. Its origins was Alzoc III where Valstrol had followed a strange transponder code before it re-located itself to Pzob. A few moments passed before a thought blinked into his mind. He turns quickly in his chair, keying in an old code just as a lock-on was detected then vanished. The Sith sighed slightly, almost forgetting the automated defenses that surrounded and protected Pzob from intruders. Once that was taken care of, the Sith then relayed his clearance code to the surface and surrounding space, wondering if whoever left the beacon for him was on the planet or circling it. |
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Post by Krzesimir Viggo on Aug 26, 2014 17:22:07 GMT -8
The munifex-class light cruiser exited hyperspace and began it's long range scan of the system, well outside reach of the defensive measure that were reported to be in place. After several hours of searching and finding little, the cruiser moved forwards, sliding deeper into the systems defenses and leaving the relative safety of obscurity and extreme distance slowly behind. The asteroid field was a formidable natural barrier, and the vague intelligence suggested that some of the asteroids were actually mines. Sure enough as they moved closer, some of the asteroids scanned returned very odd readouts for asteroids, but something very similar to a common space mine used by the Imperial navy. A slicer set hacking the nearby mines, he couldn't find a way to disable them nicely, so Pellaeon ordered him to detonate them prematurely. Perhaps it would clear a passage through the field, and soon the forward view-ports were lit up with the magnified images of the mines exploding. The going was slow, but the explosions did clear most of the debris from the cruiser's path, what the mines missed, the cruisers laser cannons quickly dusted, the gunners enjoying a small contest of marksmanship. The ship it's self was only just inside laser range of the asteroids and moving slowly closer by the minute.
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Post by Krzesimir Viggo on Sept 2, 2014 19:55:11 GMT -8
Three days later, the system was fully scanned to Pellaeon's satisfaction. this system to, was a complete dud. There was nothing left here besides relics. Still, that in and of itself might be useful information to his superiors. That was an interesting thing... having superiors again. At least none of them had proven themselves incompetent from day one. He ordered the report be sent ahead and then for the ship to report back to the capitol, until it was re-assigned.
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Post by Darth Skira on Apr 27, 2015 5:28:41 GMT -8
It began as nothing more than a ripple - a mere hiccup in the grand tapestry of the universe, not unnoticed due to any great effort on its own part, but rather the sheer lack of interest of those who might have been present to view it. A brief glimmer of light, a short distortion of visible space, and the black ovoid object, roughly the size of two pedestrian speeders, materialized in the system, gliding toward the distant planet ahead. There were no outward markings - no gaudy banners, no scars of battle, not even a simple glyph indicating its origin. Only a sheer obsidian surface, mimicking the vast emptiness of the void surrounding it.
The presence inside made only the most basic of efforts to conceal itself, for this entry was not wholly intended to be invisible. He was here for a reason, after all - he sought the one who might have the wherewithal to restore him to his former self. He was no simple traveller - he had once been someone, until everything had shattered and crumbled around him, sending him into a self-imposed exile of sorts.
But no longer - there was work to be done, and this physical form he had preserved was finally strong enough to begin the journey back. The great beast whose shadow loomed over this system was the key to that journey...
...and that hulking Sith Lord was the one to whom the vessel's passenger now reached out.
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Kaan
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Post by Kaan on Oct 21, 2015 19:45:45 GMT -8
To anyone that saw him, Kaan of course would seem to have no doubt that the freighter he was in would reach orbit. Inside, however, he would have to admit a doubt or two with the jolting and shaking his ship did coming up through the atmosphere. He felt a little better now that he had managed to reach orbit. The only issue now was where to go...many of the navicomputer's files were corrupted as well, and not all that remained were necessarily good choices. Sump would have been his first choice ordinarily, but if Pzob was any indication, there may not be an Order presence there anymore. It was also too far away. Tatooine was definitely out...he didn't trust the huttspawn there as far as he could throw them. Without the Force, anyway. Dagobah and Gamorr were too primitive. Kamino would be good if its coordinates weren't half corrupted, and Kaan definitely did not fancy flying his ship through a star or asteroid after he'd worked as hard as he had to get it airborne again...Bespin, like Sump, was too far...Sullust was not an option after that misunderstanding with that one Twi'lek barmaid...and half their planetary militia. It seemed that...
he pauses, considering one of the choices before him
"Eriadu..."
It could work...it was close enough, well-populated, the coordinates were good, and to his knowledge he had no outstanding warrants or "Kill on Sight" directives issues there. He slowly nods. Like so many things at the moment, it would have to do. With a few clicks on his console, he sets the coordinates and activates the hyperdrive. He gazes out the cockpit window as the ship slips out of realspace. He never tired of watching this part: the stars tearing apart into a blur, stretching out until they vanished into nothingness and all that was left was the stillness of space. He sighs wistfully...wishing he had someone he could tear apart in the same way. It had been too long since he'd spilled any blood. No matter...soon enough he'd be back among others, and free to engage in whatever he wished, with whomever he wished. So it was back to the lights of civilization, back to the sounds and sights of cities and ships, back to the masses of sentients mired in swamps of disorder, pain, suffering, war, and death. He couldn't wait. He can't stop the twisted grin that adorns his face, the cackling that escapes his lips...the Lord of Chaos was free again. And no matter whether his brothers still lived or not, no matter what came across his path, he was going to have FUN.
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Innon'Ruuk
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Post by Innon'Ruuk on Jun 5, 2016 15:32:01 GMT -8
"Flesh" reverted into real space upon Pzob's darkside, the pilot adjusted course and speed for a trajectory to land at the Temple. He entered the upper atmosphere of the extremely dense tropical rainforested jungle world.
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Innon'Ruuk
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Post by Innon'Ruuk on Dec 27, 2016 18:55:52 GMT -8
Reverting back to existence the Tector-Class Star Destroyer "Infidel" spat forth from the swirl of Hyperspace near Pzob, a backwater world that is not on many star-charts, if any at all outside the Order of the Eye. Overlord Styxus entered the command section of the ship as it moved to Orbit the dense jungle world.
Communication! Contact Commodore Skyvers, Tell him we have arrived. Tactical! Set condition yellow, Long-range sweeps on the regular, Weapons! At the ready.
The Star Destroyer sank further into a steady orbit around Pzob, keeping pace to stay on the nightside of the planet below, equalizing it's self with the equatorial region.
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jan 7, 2018 19:34:20 GMT -8
From the depths of space, a massive battlecruiser would re-enter real space from an unknown location within the Outer Rim. Yet this ship was not by chance jumping to Pzob, it came to this planet with a mission. And that mission included its four regiments of troops that it carried within its hull and plenty of Sith Acolytes that were quartered on its decks as well. It wouldn't be long before its purpose to Pzob would become known and the secrets of the planet, left by many of its predecessors, would be unlocked to the invaders.
A navigation officer reports their re-entry into real space with other officers reporting systems green and all stations confirmed nothing wrong. Upon the bridge, the recently appointed Jen'ari of the Blackguard, Lord Malvus, gazes out at the forest-covered world of Pzob. It was an isolated world with little strategic value. Home to many clans, who were the ancestors of Gamorrean settlers back in 18 BBY, and considered a backwater world, completely isolated from the galactic community and advanced technology. It was the perfect world for the Sith to converge upon throughout time. Pzob was not mentioned beyond its connections to the first Galactic Empire and the New Order of the Eye, but other Sith nations had set up shop nearby. The resurgent Sith Empire of the Great Galactic War fought on many planets around it. The Brotherhood of the Sith, during the New Sith Era, had at least three known Sith Academies within reach of the system. Yet there were still no mentions of a Sith presence before that time.
The New Order of the Eye were known for their secrets, the most important of them all was the secret location of a supposed Eye of Palpatine that lingered beyond civilized space. They would have certainly not come to this world just for that secret... no, thought the Sith Lord as he examined the data surrounding Pzob, there had to be more to the recent Sith presence here and the Temple that the Blackguard sought to gain. There had to be more secrets than met the eyes of observers.
Darth Malvus gave command of the bridge to his appointed captain before leaving. He made his way to the hangar bays of his battlecruiser where certainly others gathered. Not only were soldiers and Sith acolytes brought, but engineers and other crews to help bring the Sith Temple back to operation. Even a few crews for excavation in case there were hidden secrets. Darth Malvus came prepared because the Force gave him a feeling that Pzob was hiding more secrets than the New Order of the Eye led on. He was once a member and still felt there was more than the Three Lords were telling their own subordinates. With that faction gone, the secrets were ripe for the taking and the Blackguard would seize them for their own benefits.
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Luxeria
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Post by Luxeria on Jan 8, 2018 14:19:24 GMT -8
It seemed that with a rising Sith order, there was no rest for the weary. From mission to mission, it almost seemed like everything was falling back to back. Vandelheim, Kesh, Mustafar, and now their sights were set on Pzob. Shortly after finishing her mission with other members of the Blackguard on Mustafar, Luxeria had received a message from her master about the new mission he had for recovering Pzob and the secrets it held for the Blackguard. So from one place to another, she went, rendezvousing with her master en route. She was glad she had some time for some rest to recover.
For now, Luxeria waited within the hangar bay as they were all starting to gather for the mission. There was no briefing as there had been on Mustafar or many of the others. Either they'd receive it here before departure, or there was nothing really to discuss outside of more Sith heretics and secrets to be found. Outside of the Vandelheim siege, it seemed there main focus was to subdue or eliminate lower Sith who were nothing but a hindrance to the rising order. Once all was set into place, she figured they'd begin missions against the Jedi and such. In the end, it didn't really matter.
Leaning up against the landing gear of her Lethisk-class armed freighter as she awaited her master's arrival. She had landed next to the transports so it made for a well enough spot to wait. Truth be told, she was spending the time trying to focus herself. The Mustafar relic hunt brought about more than the Sith treasures inside Darth Vader's castle. She had her partner at the time, Vasari, had faced their share of illusions and trials when securing the Sith Cave below the Dark Lord's residence. It brought about new lessons and revealed short comings in her own focus and training, especially while under the effects of the second illusion when she was unable to break herself free. She couldn't help but wonder if she was still that weak minded or if it was expected in such a place where the dark side resonated so strongly. It would a be a question she'd ask Malvus after they finished their work here.
Luckily, she was able to convince Vasari to join her on this mission, playing with the notion that she'd benefit from the first hand experience as she had. While that had been the most truly said, both knew that a connection had been forming during the events of the last mission, though it had been disrupted during the illusions. Not only would the time here help strengthen it again, but also help them sort out just what was happening. Though most of the trip had been spent resting, they had begun working a bit on strengthening each other's minds so not to become victim to such things again. Little head way had been made in the field due to the lack of time. But she was eager to work with the Zabrak again, eager to see if the growing notion in her mind was true and that the woman would be the first she'd consider friend and ally among her peers. With that, she would be able to report the relationship to Malvus and see what he had planned for her in regards to it.
For now though, she spent her time focusing her mind, working to strengthen her own barriers and defenses, knowing Vasari was inside her freighter, preparing for the mission as well.
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Post by The Fallen on Jan 13, 2018 12:51:24 GMT -8
Ifrit strode into the hangar bay, WarGlaives in hand. Unlike previous missions he had been involved in. Ifrit came unaccompanied this time. Leaving his commanders on Kesh as overseers. Even after the annihilation of so many upstart warlords. He did not want to take any chances. Besides, Malvus had brought more than enough of an army to invade and take control of Pzob. So bringing his own forces would have been overkill in this situation. Ifrit made his way across the hangar bay to the gathering group. Nodding in greeting to Malvus, before waiting for the rest to join them
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Vasari
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Post by Vasari on Jan 13, 2018 16:14:41 GMT -8
~Overlord - Hanger Bay - The Mirax~
Over the last few days Vasari had attempted to spend as much time to herself as possible - it is not that she did not enjoy the company of her new partner (very much the opposite) however the lingering affects of Mustafar still weighed heavily upon her mind. Having something work their way into her mind and play in the way that had occurred on Mustafar was a difficult experience for someone who had spent the majority of her training within the discipline of the mind - a failure such as that was difficult to take. She knew that Luxeria was still struggling with her own demons as well, and Vasari had wanted time after the conquest of Mustafar to regroup and reset her mental defenses before committing herself to yet another mission. Somehow Vasari had let her partner talk her into coming regardless... and so here they were...
Exhaling she finally opened her eyes. The young Zabrak sat cross legged within the small bunk that had been her entire world the last few days in space heading here. She had left only to freshen up from time to time and change, but now that they had finally rendezvoused with Luxeria's Master - Malvus - and the time she had dedicated to her own mental well being had come to an end. Even if she was not prepared she was out of time. Exhaling she a final time she dropped herself from her deep personal variation of Quey'tek meditation. Her signature within the force would finally be revealed to anyone else paying attention to such things, and more importantly Luxeria would once again be able to find her mind within the gentle first current of the force. Rising from the cramped bunk the zabrak stretched for a few moments before reaching for her cloak. Pulling the form concealing garment around herself she waved the door to the bunk open and stepped out past several old books piled near the entrance to the room Luxeria had given her and moved towards the landing ramp.
Stepping out into the Hanger she looked around - reviewing the large vessel she was standing within the first time. Her mind had reordered itself in moments and had even reached out and embraced Luxeria's mind - sensing her still attempting to put herself back together as well. Looking over she gave Luxeria a gentle smile before taking the few required steps necessary to join her, crossing the billowing arms of her cloak over her chest shrouding every inch of her body save her face from view, while her lips parted allowing a gentle draw of breath and a whisper of sound to escape as she spoke.
"Is this what training is like for apprentices that are taken from the Academy... Mission after mission just to see if they break from the strain?"
Vasari kept her voice low - her eyes scanning the hanger before they landed on a very interesting figure stalking towards the group assembled near the disembarking zone of the Hanger - that is when she caught her first sight of Malvus who was greeting the being that had just joined him. The feelings she got off the pair left her lightheaded, the power lingering just below the surface of Luxeria's master was nearly as intoxicating as Viox'... and then the other, there was something different about him, and it was he that drew Vasari's focus as she leaned over towards Luxeria to whisper...
"Who is the... what is he... a Sephi?"
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Luxeria
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Post by Luxeria on Jan 13, 2018 17:19:31 GMT -8
Luxeria‘s attention shifted towards her loading ramp as she had sensed the return of Vasari’s presence. After the time spent, she was finally ready to join them. Or perhaps she just knew there was no more time to focus herself. After a few moments of waiting, she saw the Zabrak descend the ramp and move over to her. Giving her a faint smile she said nothing, at first. They were both a bit more disconnected since everything calmed down. But the question was asked, she shook her head.
”Not quite. While looking back, it may seem as much, but what it truly comes down to is the surgence of this order. We’re in the stages of establishing ourselves, not staying hidden and focusing on what needs to be done. Once this stage of preparation is finished, there will be a lull in action for a little while. More than enough to focus solely on training.” She then looked to her master and Ifrit when he arrived, smirking slightly at Vasari’s sudden interest. ”Yes. That is Lord Ifrit Bladeweaver. He was with us in laying siege to the Jedi on Vandelhiem and taking over Kesh. A master of Sith Alchemy and Magic if I remember right.”
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Post by Vasari on Jan 13, 2018 18:11:19 GMT -8
Vasari's eyes widened at the words. ~Alchemy and Magic.~ The flaring of her gaze was the only indication she had been taken off guard - closer to intrigued - by the Sith lords chosen profession. Was that what she had felt... the calling of a kindred artisan of the more subtle arts. She was curious for a moment on the extent of his knowledge and power. The she had come to know of the members of the Blackguard the more she believed the term 'Master' was given out too freely, or perhaps she simply had high standards. Regardless this Sith sephi had caught her gaze and the brunt of her attention - at least for the moment.
"You mean 'they' are establishing themselves..."
She whispered softly looking at the Masters across the hanger. The illusions they had battled on Mustafar had caught hold of a very fundamental truth, and even though it had preyed on their weaknesses to the point where that truth was perverted into falsehood, that truth was still there. They were simply minions in this organization, weapons turned to the purpose of their Masters, and now they were about to be turned against Pzob.
"Ifrit... not a name easily forgotten. What should I expect from the two of them?"
Vasari was not the nervous sort, she had passed her years at the academy by remaining mostly out of the way, working on her own and towards her own goals, but now she was a part of something, and if she was going to make the most of her place here, and not simply pass into oblivion then she could not remain in the shadows. Being prepared for every test that hadn't even been planned for her yet.
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Luxeria
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Post by Luxeria on Jan 14, 2018 8:19:04 GMT -8
Luxeria giggled very lightly as she caught sight of Vasari's sudden attention at her words, even deciding to further joke with her and wave her hand in front of Vasari's eyes. She shook her head, though her smile faded when the woman spoke. "No, I mean 'we.' We may be considered lower in the ranks, but we are no less apart of this order. In time, we will be at their level and seen just as equal. I don't know what they've taught you at the academy, but I know that for my master, it is his point to shape me into a Sith just as capable as him. Don't look at yourself as just a pawn or minion of their plans, Vasari. Think like that, and that's all you'll amount to. And I know you are more than that." The words spun in her mind wondering just what Vasari thought of all this. Did she really see herself as a pawn or tool of the order? She knew Vasari had more plans than being such to anyone. Was it the way she had been taught? No matter what it all came to, Luxeria knew they were all much more. Still, with everything going on, what they faced back on Mustafar, they both were still a little rattled and worn from the countless missions. Perhaps they simply needed some time to unwind and relax. Maybe if there was nothing left, they could take a trip to Coruscant and just have some fun for a little bit. No Sith, no Blackguard, no mission, just them and a few nights to just let go. There were a few clubs that could amount to many means of fun.
Her attention focused back on her master and Ifrit as she thought on what Vasari could expect from them, to which she shrugged. "That depends entirely on what you mean. If you wonder how they'll look and speak to you, then my master carries respect with him, respecting even those who are still apprentices and acolytes. If he finds that you are weak and useless, he'll show a distaste for you and remove you but you needn't worry there. Lord Ifrit, however, I can not say. Yet, if you were wondering what you'd see in battle, well, I'd say just watch and see. Both are powerful, just like Viox, though I couldn't tell you if they are close or equal to him. But they have their own approaches. So as the best I can say, you'll have to watch and see. Trying to explain such things as that is quite a bit more difficult, especially when I have yet to see the full depths of they possess."
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jan 14, 2018 10:36:44 GMT -8
Malvus strolled past troop transports, war barges and starfighters, as he approached the location of where the other Sith gathered. The red-skinned Jen'ari nods to Ifrit, acknowledging his presence for the moment, before continuing forward. A number of Sith and soldiers of the Blackguard, and former One Sith, had gathered for this grand expedition to Pzob. The Sith Lord wasn't taking any chances, given the importance of Pzob to the former Sith faction, the New Order of the Eye. He had seen their current status once before and heard rumors of another incident in the Bilbringi System. They had fallen into a primitive state of madness and delusional, having lost their way, their purpose and their sanity. Who knows what else lurked on Pzob, besides the primitive Gamorrean tribes. Only the former Triumvirate of the Order knew.
His gaze notices Luxeria, his apprentice, speaking with an Iridonian female, a woman that Malvus had learned was named Vasari, based on the dossier of who had gathered for the expedition. Ranked as a Dark Side Acolyte and Spellbinder, like Lord Ifrit, of the Blackguard. She had participated in the subjugation of Mustafar and the exploration of Vader's Castle. If she was sent, then Lord Savage either had high hopes for this venture or wanted someone to keep an eye on Lord Malvus for him. Whatever the reason, the Sith Lord had the more concerning issue of Pzob.
He gestures for the three to join where he stood, which was in front of a troop transport, which would carry him and his elite squad of soldiers down to the planetside. In addition to the trio, five Sith Masters also walked up, ranking members of Malvus's personal forces. A crab-like holo-droid approaches their position and activates its holoprojector once settled in between the circle of Sith. The illumination of Pzob coming up on view for all of them.
Pzob... noted as a backwater planet, colonized by Gamorreans. Yet has a hidden history that surrounds it, a history that is greatly associated with the Sith. Within the vicinity of this planet, the resurgent Sith Empire of the Great Galactic War and the Brotherhood of the Sith, successors of the New Sith Cult, during the New Sith Wars have conducted military operations and established academies within the vicinity of it.
The holoprojector expands, revealing red pulsing dots that he spoke of. Rishi, Roon, Nar Shaddaa, Ryloth, Bothuwai and many more. The presence of the Sith in the area was undeniable, there was great activity here in the past.
It is safe to assume that the Old Sith Empire had a presence here too... a history and presence that attracted Darth Sidious and, more recently, the New Order of the Eye. This planet was made one of their core worlds, the lair of the Lord of Chaos, Lord Kaan, one of the three Warlords of the Eye. The planet has since fallen off the grid again, since the fall of the Order... leaving treasures unspoiled.
Malvus glances at those present.
Our job is to secure the planet, the Sith Temple, and anything of value for the future of the Blackguard. Be prepared for what you may encounter down there. For I have been to this planet long ago... there is a reason why Lord Kaan was called the Lord of Chaos. Underestimate what lurks down there and you will find yourself quickly devoured.
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Luxeria
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Post by Luxeria on Jan 14, 2018 11:24:40 GMT -8
"So it begins." She spoke loud enough for Vasari as Malvus motioned for them to join him. She pushed herself off the landing gear and moved with her typical flowing grace over to the transport. She watched as five other Sith joined with them, curious as to who they were. There had a number of Sith that resided on Eriadu that she never met, too focused upon her own training to be concerned with them. But outside of those they eliminated in her first few months or the Dark Acolytes that showed up during that mission, she was unaware of the new placement of a council or those considered closer than the rest. She couldn't help but wonder if she'd end up as one of those, or become someone else on her own. Only time would truly tell.
She watched as the holo droid came up and Malvus begun to speak. Another world once ruled by the Sith with secrets hiding within. Certainly the focus over past months. But for now, she remained quiet, taking in all the information given to them. Overall, it was cut and dry: eliminate all threats and be aware of the surrounds less you die. Whatever secrets laid here, none knew. She was more alert than ever since Mustafar and provided there was no over powering darkness to push its way into her mind, she was sure all would go quite smoothly.
When the mention of this Kaan came up, her head dropped slightly. For some reason she felt the name was familiar. Yet, for the life of her, she couldn't place a face to the name. Was it someone that had come to Eriadu in her early days? Possibly. Maybe even came and gone while out on a mission, leaving her to only hear the name in whispers from others around her.
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Post by Vasari on Jan 14, 2018 14:19:52 GMT -8
Vasari stood in still silence contemplating Luxeria's words. Since their 'escape' from the illusions on Mustafar she felt like they had grown closer together, or perhaps that was an after affect of the manner in which they had defeated the illusions found within Vader's Castle, regardless Vasari felt close enough to her partner now to take her at her word in regards to the assembling masters. the group of men that seemed to have accompanied Malvus reminded her more of the Masters from the Academy than anything else, and when Luxeria lifted herself off the landing strut of the Mirax to join them in her typical grace and flawless poise, Vasari followed after huddled into her cloak, her arms still crossed loosely over her chest - her own manner more ridged than her partners but her mind was a sea of tranquility and ease within the currents of the living force.
Deciding to follow her partners lead she watched silently as she listened to Malvus speak of their mission and of the planet below. Her eyes passed to the hologram - different than the images that had been drawn or painted into the books she had been able to pilfer from the personal library on Mustafar before coming here - they did not have time at all do any real prep for this mission themselves, clearly Malvus had taken care of that. She got a different feel from these soldiers than she did from the men that fought for Viox Savage. They seemed older somehow, like from a different time, but she couldn't quite put her finger on why. Midway through the presentation on the planet Vasari found her gaze shifting to Lord Ifrit, her gaze lingering on the magnificent cranial horns that jutted from his forehead. She had never seen a Sephi this close before but the horns were something that threw her, the ears yes, the deep sullen yet powerful eyes yes... the horns, no. He was something different, but she could feel the power radiating from all of them. Luxeria was right - they would test her and she would pass.
Her face became one of determination and resolve as her piercing gaze fell back to the projection, then to Malvus himself just as he was warning against overestimating anything they may find down there. A swamp and pig infested forest did not scare her... and she did not feel the power radiating off this place that she felt on Mustafar, but there was definitely some readings of life from down there.
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Post by The Fallen on Jan 15, 2018 20:18:28 GMT -8
Ifrit might have been physically blind, but he certainly was not deaf. So when the female Iridonian Zabrak asked Luxeria about him. He used the Force to focus his hearing upon the pair. While he made no habit of eavesdropping upon conversations. He made an exception in this case, considering she was inquiring as to who he was. And the fact that he was fairly certain she was Viox's apprentice. Whom he had heard rumours sought to learn the arcane arts. A desire which, if true, would drive the two together.
As Malvus arrived and gathered everyone together. Ifrit returned his attention to his more immediate surroundings. Focusing upon the group and spider droid which moved to the center. Listening with interest as Malvus laid out the plan for the mission. The man paying note of Pzob's history that was linked to nearby Sith fortifications, and the fact that the New Order of the Eye had made it their home for some time. With Malvus wrapping up the briefing with a warning about the planet's former master. A man known as Lord Kaan that had been known as the Lord of Chaos.
If nothing else, this mission would certainly be that bit more interesting if Malvus' concerns were valid. Ifrit's attention was then drawn to Vasari, as he felt her gaze linger upon him. Almost unable to hide her curiosity about him. Something he was not all too unfamiliar with. His unique look had quite the habit of drawing wandering eyes upon him. Vasari was just the latest.
A smirk formed upon his lips then, as she quickly shifted her gaze back upon the holoprojector. Trying to hide her curiosity and project a front of preparedness.
With the briefing over for now, Ifrit moved from his position in the circle and stopped behind Vasari. His stature putting him a head taller than the Zabrak as she stood wrapped within her cloak. For what reason, he was not quite clear of. Nor did he particularly care. He leaned his head forward slightly to the side of her face then. Allowing him to whisper to her and not be overheard by anyone else
Is there perhaps something I might help you with, Acolyte? Your lingering gaze does not go unnoticed...
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Luxeria
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Post by Luxeria on Jan 16, 2018 14:28:54 GMT -8
As the quick briefing came to its end, she noticed Ifrit move from his place to behind Vasari, even if she didn't. Luxeria, herself,
had already seen him before and his appearance did nothing to deter her attention anymore than it had the first few times she seen him. While most of those she met where typically human for the most part, some part of her mind seemed unphased by the physical appearance of those who resided among the Sith.
As they stood next to each other, she picked up on the faint sound of whispering, though couldn't make out anything said. She knew just a little about Vasari's intended skill set was, already grasping some similarities with her own, but also the skills in Alchemy and Magic. It was a set of skills that she, herself, didn't think too much upon, not for any lack of respect or care, but saw it outside of her desires at the current moment. Perhaps, one day, she'd look into them.
Giving a quick debate within her mind as whether to leave Vasari to speak with Ifrit or stay to give her moral support to converse with the man, she decided to let them speak alone.
If his words were a whisper now, perhaps he didn't wish for others to be apart of it. With that, she gave a reassuring sensation to the Zabrak's mind before moving to her master. Perhaps it would be a good time to speak with him about what transpired on Mustafar.
Moving up beside him, she stood at his side as any apprentice would, speaking with a calm easy tone, though holding off on her own question for a moment. "Another world nearly abandoned, resided by no more than heretic Sith and dark side practitioners that have become decadent in their ways. How many worlds remain that must be cleared of the trash and made fresh our our rising order?" Her tone suggested the tiring wonderment of these campaigns while still understanding their importance.
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jan 19, 2018 11:28:56 GMT -8
Until the Sith are pure again, apprentice. Until every last heretic is burned for their treason.
Malvus turns his gaze to his apprentice, showing an unapproved glance at the tone of her voice.
Luxeria, it is our mission to purify the Sith and to make us strong again. Would you rather be back with the Order of Ruin? Sitting on a planet and being taught nothing of value? Here, you are gaining experience and experience is what makes a true Sith. Here, you are becoming someone, you are becoming a Sith, you are becoming the future that will ensure our legacy never dies.
His gloved hand pats his apprentice's shoulder before walking towards his ship. He understood her reasons, she was still young and learning, but a Sith's duty to ensuring a strong future never died. Eliminating these remnants would ensure what they held in their decaying hands was used for a greater purpose. If the vile heretics were not eliminated, they would fester and become a plague upon this galaxy, a plague that would only push the Sith's future back further by their impossible goals and delusional visions. Malvus would find every heretic in this galaxy and ensure they were snuffed out, even if he had to travel to the far side of the galaxy just to kill one.
For one could ignite a fire that could burn away their efforts. And the Jen'ari would not see that happen. As he approached his ship, klaxons went off, signaling the beginning of their operation. Soldiers began rushing for their respective transports as engines fired up and officers went to their posts. Pzob would be pacified, purified and utilized by the Blackguard... and Malvus would be the guiding hand of its future.
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