Ignatius
A N A R C H Y
Standing on the bridge of the impressive ship that My master had dubbed, Infineon. A battleship that was not housed with people, or soldiers, but droids. Droids meant to fight for Nulgath. A Sith Lord who had joined our forces. A man who was so close to death, he was a step away from being in the ground. I was rather surprised that I, a girl who had defied the laws of death, was also with two men who had done the same for so long.
I seemed very insignificant to their might. However, I didn't let that hold me back from what we were about to do. We had to gather technology of a relic from long time past. However, the problem with the planet, is that it was a little... different than normal. To protect myself, I wore actual armor. Plate metal, with armorweave, and a set of chainmail made out of a lighter metal from what I could tell. It was enough to keep me protected.
Even more so, I had to wear a cloak. One that could keep me warm from the planet's cold environment. One that could prevent the wind from causing my body to quite literally freeze. Pulling my long hair back into a ponytail, it was folded up to fit inside a helmet. I had to protect myself. I was told by my master, we would be using this advancement upon myself. Creating myself as a stronger Hand.
Behind me stood a Sith as well. One who was clad in white armor. Walking forward, The man stood beside me.
"You seem new to the force child. Your name?"
"Akuma."
"A pleasure child. Darth Seraphiel."
"Hello."
The Sith looked a little off to me. I only heard of him. A being who had once been a Jedi, Aided in a Coup against a Sith Lord, and even became a Sith among many. Now he seemed to be a wondering Dark Jedi. As to why? I was not sure.
Looking ahead on the bridge of the ship, I walked over to my Master. The one who branded me as the Hand of his forces. As his Sword, and his Hound of the Force.
"Tell me again why we have him along?"
[member="Kruel Zing"], @Nulgath Zardi ,
I seemed very insignificant to their might. However, I didn't let that hold me back from what we were about to do. We had to gather technology of a relic from long time past. However, the problem with the planet, is that it was a little... different than normal. To protect myself, I wore actual armor. Plate metal, with armorweave, and a set of chainmail made out of a lighter metal from what I could tell. It was enough to keep me protected.
Even more so, I had to wear a cloak. One that could keep me warm from the planet's cold environment. One that could prevent the wind from causing my body to quite literally freeze. Pulling my long hair back into a ponytail, it was folded up to fit inside a helmet. I had to protect myself. I was told by my master, we would be using this advancement upon myself. Creating myself as a stronger Hand.
Behind me stood a Sith as well. One who was clad in white armor. Walking forward, The man stood beside me.
"You seem new to the force child. Your name?"
"Akuma."
"A pleasure child. Darth Seraphiel."
"Hello."
The Sith looked a little off to me. I only heard of him. A being who had once been a Jedi, Aided in a Coup against a Sith Lord, and even became a Sith among many. Now he seemed to be a wondering Dark Jedi. As to why? I was not sure.
Looking ahead on the bridge of the ship, I walked over to my Master. The one who branded me as the Hand of his forces. As his Sword, and his Hound of the Force.
"Tell me again why we have him along?"
[member="Kruel Zing"], @Nulgath Zardi ,
