Causstik Rahn
Psycho
Location: Hanger
Allies: [member="Kami Meran"], [member="Cathbodua"], [member="Jericho"], [member="Adson Tracyn'kemir"]
Enemies: [member="Darth Carnifex"], [member="Darth Prazutis"], [member="Arcanus Ignis"]
Objective: Escape the Omega/Regain control
The Sith pivoted around Causstik's first attack. He knew he made an error the moment she dodged it. He could not turn fast enough to block the attack, but he could at least parry with his own. Causstik recovered quickly from the initial block and as the Sith spun behind him he thrust his blade backwards. He was unsure if his blade made contact but he felt hot seering pain as the enemies sabers raked his bear back. Fool, she is a master duelist. You have endurance. Enter the Soresu form. Let me guide you... Causstik could no longer keep the voices at bay. Here they come again, worming there way into the grey matter of my brain... His arms went limp, his knees felt like wet noodles, and his eyes turned blood red. Causstik blacked out, but his body entered an outstanding defensive posture. "Time to meet your maker," The Trandoshan hissed.
Allies: [member="Kami Meran"], [member="Cathbodua"], [member="Jericho"], [member="Adson Tracyn'kemir"]
Enemies: [member="Darth Carnifex"], [member="Darth Prazutis"], [member="Arcanus Ignis"]
Objective: Escape the Omega/Regain control
The Sith pivoted around Causstik's first attack. He knew he made an error the moment she dodged it. He could not turn fast enough to block the attack, but he could at least parry with his own. Causstik recovered quickly from the initial block and as the Sith spun behind him he thrust his blade backwards. He was unsure if his blade made contact but he felt hot seering pain as the enemies sabers raked his bear back. Fool, she is a master duelist. You have endurance. Enter the Soresu form. Let me guide you... Causstik could no longer keep the voices at bay. Here they come again, worming there way into the grey matter of my brain... His arms went limp, his knees felt like wet noodles, and his eyes turned blood red. Causstik blacked out, but his body entered an outstanding defensive posture. "Time to meet your maker," The Trandoshan hissed.