Location: Grand Reception Hall, Palace of the Dark Lord, Bastion
It was not unusual for the Emperor to flaunt his wealth and prestige to his ever faithful followers. He had earned that right, after all, with the ever successful expansion and conquests undertook at his whim. To celebrate the glorious future that awaited the Sith Empire, the Dark Lord had appointed his ever faithful concubine and servant to arrange a party for he and the elite of the Sith Empire. It would be an affair of debauchery and excess, a display of the Empire's limitless wealth and prestige. The finest foods, music and exotic slaves had been brought forth for the enjoyment and pleasure of the guests in attendance.
Sylara had spent months making preparations for the event. Though it was officially advertised and only supposed to last one night, unofficially, she'd prepared enough supplies and entertainment to last many days. If the debaucherous revelry persisted for longer, the public would merely be informed the palace was closed for "minor maintenance." As the hall below filled with the multitude of wealthy and important guests, Sylara looked down from a VIP-restricted balcony above, garbed in a scandalously revealing black dress, matching stilletos and an ungodly amount of jewelry. Perfectly fitting for an ever doted upon servant of the Emperor. Soon enough, she'd head down to properly greet and welcome the Emperor's guests, hoping her liege would grace the festivities with his presence.
Edited by Sylara Vaal, 13 August 2019 - 12:31 PM.