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[Kruel Zing]

Lehon/Rakata Prime
Kruel’s Temple

Upon the planet of Rakata Prime or better known as Lehon to numerous others Kruel stood inside his grand library. Since his awakening caused by the arrival of Mephirium on his doorstep Kruel had turned to seeing what tomes or knowledge his followers had been able to collect. If there was some way to stop his deteriorating condition even now his body was racked with a pain many would call unimaginable. Coughing Kruel raised a hand to catch the flecks of blood that escaped his mouth. Such a condition wouldn’t do, so far, he’d been able to keep the outburst to just his most trusted followers and apprentices but it was only a matter of time till it got out to the masses. It wouldn’t change the followers’ opinion of Kruel, he was still their master, the one who had secreted away the forces of the Sith and gave them a place where they could truly live without the jedi breathing down their neck.

There was already a contingency plan in place for Kruel’s death a new body that would carry not only carry a small portion of his essence but also all his knowledge and memories. Kruel would not be returning to life when he truly died. There was only one fate the Dashade would accept, he had lived for far too long already and one couldn’t escape death forever. That was why Kruel had allowed for one to join in on the ceremony. One of Mepherium’s apprentices. Kruel couldn’t particularly say that he disliked Meph though he did dislike the man’s antics and ego. Hopefully it didn’t pass on to his apprentices or else they would end up as splatters on Kruel’s wall or possibly a next meal.

Pulling down a tome with collections of knowledge on Sith Alchemy along with reports on past alchemical experiments Kruel weighed it in his palm it had grown larger since the last time he had seen it a century before. His followers had been doing their homework and alot of it at that. The tome had to at least be a thousand pages if not more. This would be the place to start. Everything else was in place all he needed was for the student to arrive.

 

[ToKola Bakari]

There was an eerie silence as Malakai's shuttle made it's way towards Rakata Prime. The Sith sat silently a hand upon his chin as he recalled his master's words to him. Darth Mepherium felt it necessary for Malakai to learn the ways of Sith Alchemy and the Dark Lord had no inclination to teach him such himself. That left one of his master's counter-parts to take the role as teacher for a stretch of time, a Dashade Sith with a hunger no better than his temper from what Malakai had heard. The Sith looked to the datapad that sat on the seat with him, he collected the device as he heard the door to the shuttle's cockpit open up to reveal one of the pilots.

"My lord. We're entering the system now." Malakai nodded, giving the man his leave while he stood up, raising his hood above his head. He had never been to Rakata Prime, and knew very little about it. Other than it was once home to the ancient Rakatan Empire. He could feel a slight shift as the shuttle came out of hyperspace. It did not take long before the shuttle had found itself on the planet's surface. The back door opened itself to Malakai, revealing the temple where he had come to train.

He did not say a word as he exited the shuttle and made his way towards the structure. His new master was most likely awaiting his arrival. He had no intent to keep the Sith Lord waiting, knowing such things could be very bad for his life expectancy. The temple itself was fairly impressive, and Malakai committed each detail he could remember to mind. One day it would be his turn to erect a temple for the Sith, and when he did he would need ideas for design.

Making his way into the temple he found himself in a main hall, the dark side of the force flowing freely. It was a refreshing feeling, being surrounded by power and skill. He inhaled softly before glancing around, wondering where the Dashade could be.

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