Breaker of Chains
Surprisingly the ever-growing amount of Sith, each with varying levels of power and prestige, had yet to culminate into some form of fighting. Go figure, maybe this little party won't be near as violent as I thought. There was still a part of him that was appalled at the sight of heretical and traitorous Sith just walking around nonchalantly, but he knew better than that. He was far too weak to make any sort of difference if a fight was to break out anyway. The very sight of some of these Sith was enough to make his head ache with their presence in the Force.
It was all almost too overwhelming, if he was honest.
Alisteri soon found himself leaning against a wall even further from the crowds than he had been a moment ago, his fingers idly wrapping around the hilt of his lightsabre that was still clipped to his belt. It was some small sense of comfort. The booming and domineering voice of Darth Solipsis cut through any small sense of relief or comfort that he had gotten though.
The presence of the host and the tone of his voice were the only two things that were really impressive though. His stature was weak feeble, but he could sense that it hid power underneath. A clever ruse, but one that would only really work on those not blessed with any ability to feel the Force. His words did little to sway him either. They sounded impressive at least, especially when accompanied by an ominous feel of dread. To his ears though it sounded no different to the rhetoric that he had heard before, the rhetoric that had come from many of these Sith that had forsaken the Empire. A bunch of Sith Lords grabbing for power and spouting out victories against the wrong enemy.
At least these ones have the decency to try and play nice with fellow Sith.
For now anyway.
The next thing he knew his vision was suddenly not that great at all, evidently being clouded by dust and rubble. The sound of a Mandalorian charge bent on revenge accompanied the explosion that blew open an entrance for them. Alisteri himself had apparently been standing a little bit close to the explosion and was currently occupied with pulling himself out of the rubble.
Fething parties. They never go well, I don't know why I expect them to. At the very least, he had a very potent distraction while the important Sith jousted with words.
Tags: (sorry for the ping everyone I'm just doing what I see other peeps doing)
Kascalion Giedfield / Chimera / Darth Vinaze / Vora Kaar / Maestus / Darth Carnifex / Taeli Raaf / Darth Bellum / Gnost Zym / Beltran Rarr / Chasianna / Malel Mal'gurith / Rax Tremira / Kalt Bruq / Pom Stych Tivé / Darth Petrichor / Rynn Vizsla / Pre / Jair Ordo / Milla Kryst
It was all almost too overwhelming, if he was honest.
Alisteri soon found himself leaning against a wall even further from the crowds than he had been a moment ago, his fingers idly wrapping around the hilt of his lightsabre that was still clipped to his belt. It was some small sense of comfort. The booming and domineering voice of Darth Solipsis cut through any small sense of relief or comfort that he had gotten though.
The presence of the host and the tone of his voice were the only two things that were really impressive though. His stature was weak feeble, but he could sense that it hid power underneath. A clever ruse, but one that would only really work on those not blessed with any ability to feel the Force. His words did little to sway him either. They sounded impressive at least, especially when accompanied by an ominous feel of dread. To his ears though it sounded no different to the rhetoric that he had heard before, the rhetoric that had come from many of these Sith that had forsaken the Empire. A bunch of Sith Lords grabbing for power and spouting out victories against the wrong enemy.
At least these ones have the decency to try and play nice with fellow Sith.
For now anyway.
The next thing he knew his vision was suddenly not that great at all, evidently being clouded by dust and rubble. The sound of a Mandalorian charge bent on revenge accompanied the explosion that blew open an entrance for them. Alisteri himself had apparently been standing a little bit close to the explosion and was currently occupied with pulling himself out of the rubble.
Fething parties. They never go well, I don't know why I expect them to. At the very least, he had a very potent distraction while the important Sith jousted with words.
Tags: (sorry for the ping everyone I'm just doing what I see other peeps doing)
Kascalion Giedfield / Chimera / Darth Vinaze / Vora Kaar / Maestus / Darth Carnifex / Taeli Raaf / Darth Bellum / Gnost Zym / Beltran Rarr / Chasianna / Malel Mal'gurith / Rax Tremira / Kalt Bruq / Pom Stych Tivé / Darth Petrichor / Rynn Vizsla / Pre / Jair Ordo / Milla Kryst