The Forgotten
Valtryx stared out of the window at Coruscant's cityscape. It had been a very long time since she had been on this planet, but she still remember what it was like when the Republic had control of it. To be honest, she preferred it under Sith control. Through their rule it felt like no one was pretending they were safe, and they were seeing the world for what it truly was. The Yodaling turned her head slightly towards a small screen to her right. Through it, she saw her master was nearly at the top of the tower. Making a full turn, she examined the large, open room she had ensured was empty for her master's arrival. There was training to be done, and disturbances would definitely not help. Being a Sith had it's advantages on Coruscant, mainly being that one didn't have to slum around in the lower parts of the city. Instead, they were near the very top.
Valtryx walked across the centre of the room, then knelt before the elevator doors. "Welcome, my Master." She would say once the doors opened.
[member="Darth Arcanix"]
Valtryx walked across the centre of the room, then knelt before the elevator doors. "Welcome, my Master." She would say once the doors opened.
[member="Darth Arcanix"]