Darth Malvus
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Affiliation: Resurgent Sith Conclave
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Post by Darth Malvus on Apr 25, 2021 7:36:49 GMT -8
This vast labyrinth of intersecting passages are where the future generations of the Conclave are housed and taught. It is rare to se this area inactive at all, for it is bustling with instructors, Sith Masters, and the throngs of Conclave's novices that go back and forth between personal chambers and their educational facilities. Here, those that are proven adequate are selected to join larger schoolings and taught the necessities they need to become a Sith Warrior, a Sorcerer or some sort of basic role within the Conclave's ranks. The most promising of the selection are made the apprentices of higher ranking Sith. These individuals are the ones that deemed to rise further than others and, one day, assume greater responsibilities and privileges. All in all, this is where the future of a Sith truly begins.
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Darth Sirona
The Sith Eternal
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Post by Darth Sirona on Apr 25, 2021 20:25:05 GMT -8
Darth Sirona returned to the Initiate dorms after her adventure in the tombs. Now that her immediate tasks were done, she could feel the strain her body was under; the wounds from the battle, the mental exhaustion from translating so much text, and the emotional trauma from the visages she had been forced to fight.
Her trip to the dorm from the archives was short, the shortest it could be. This was by design, being the apprentice to the Conclave's leader had its advantages. She had gotten first pick of rooms and had chosen the one with the shortest distance to the Archives. But it came at the price of being rather small compared to ones occupied by those of similar privilege. But the convenience was worth it. Once back inside, it was not unlike the dorms she had stayed in at the Jedi Temple before fleeing. It had a bed, desk and chair, a small refresher in a joined room, and an even smaller kitchen area. The desk was piled with papers and books she had already barrowed from the archives to further her own personal studies, but the bed was what called to her presently. Once the door had been closed and locked, she let her bag fall to the floor and let herself flop onto the bed. Her body and mind were both exhausted and it didn't take long before she drifted off to sleep.
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Darth Sirona
The Sith Eternal
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Post by Darth Sirona on Feb 21, 2022 21:06:30 GMT -8
Every day that passed led Sirona closer and closer to completing her training. It had been hard work, but she already felt her powers growing greater and greater. The training was draining. But it had felt more and more like the old times, before she joined the Blackguard. Days long expeditions into crypts and tombs to find evidence for her Master. And with every trip her confidence grew. As did her knowledge of the Force and it's Dark history. Though her relative isolation had left her out of the loop of what had been happening within the Conclave. But she was not one for politics on the best of days, and today she was tired and sore from the training. It was just good to rest and read some of the books and practice her High Sith in the comfort of her room, awaiting her next assignment.
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