serina calis

https://www.starwarsrp.net/threads/cv-1-gas-grenade-the-choking-veil.191116/

(Continuing from https://www.starwarsrp.net/ams/mundane-realities.5742/ ) The silence that followed after the meeting was not comforting, nor was it oppressive—it simply existed, filling the space like a presence all its own, stretching across the smooth, polished obsidian walls, pressing...

The soft glow of amber sconces flickered against the polished obsidian walls, casting fractured light along the corridors of Serina Calis' underground fortress. The dark stone, quarried from the very bowels of Rakata Prime, reflected her image in jagged distortions as she walked through the...

Serina Calis stood alone in the heart of her obsidian sanctum, her pale fingers resting lightly on the edge of the great war table before her. The blackness of the chamber consumed all light, save for the faint violet glow of the data terminals embedded within the polished stone, casting...

The rain lashed against the grand windows of the Calis estate, streaking the glass in erratic patterns. A heavy, ceaseless downpour drummed against the rooftops, drowning the world outside in a haze of gray. Thunder rolled distantly over the verdant plains of Chandrila, its reverberations...