Finding The Evil in the Darkness (Primeval)

[Talos Rygat]

@Darth Legion [member="Dredge"]

Talos shook his head as the grotesque leader of the Graug left him with a request of joining an assault. He was not a fan of such a vain creature, but it seemed as though he'd been accepted. He turned to Anja inquisitively, as if to ask of that was satisfactory for her questioning.


Three of his Ghosts appeared in the group, the troops around them shifted uncomfortably as they had just watched two strong Graug relieved of their lives.


"We are satisfactory, no..?" Came an echo from the Ghosts

 

[Boethiah]

Anja's curiosity glanced past [member="Darth Legion"] and instead towards [member="Dredge"] momentarily. "You.", she said simply. "Stay.", she added before turning her attention back to Legion.

"Satisfactory? I suppose you are able to defend yourself and you have magics. If you wish to find yourself worthy you will have to do something for me and in exchange I will do something for you.." , she spoke to him -- her eyes glancing back and forth between Legion and Dredge.

"I will not take no for an answer.", she walked past Legion and expected his obedience in this situation. Dredge on the other hand was a whole new matter. One that would require special attention and more elaborate thought. Whomever he was he seemed to have been looking for strength and power but for what and why? This beast was looking for something, that much was sure, but what it was is left up to the mystery.

Anja's attention drifted, "You may take him as your pilot on one condition: You will provide me an example of your power.", she spoke softly but enough that it could be heard unmistakably. The Host Lord wanted a display of Dredge's power no matter how it came or in what form.

 

[Dredge]

[member="Anja Aj'Rou"] [member="Darth Legion"]

Dredge kept walking when the woman told him to stop, he hadn't the time to stop and chat with lesser life forms nor did he plan on taking orders from them. The armor clad Yuuzhan Vong kept walking until the woman walked past the man in the hood and up to him. Dredge stopped and with a loud crunch of bone he dropped the corpse to the ground his neck broken and body twitching on the ground.

Dredge turned around and the dark slots of his helmet light up with blood red eyes. The dark side nexus that was his sword and armor began to swell and literal aura of flames rose from the man. He lifted a single hand towards a squad of ten of pilots in the hanger that appeared to be on a break. They sat around on a few crates eating rations and taking a few minutes off. A massive swarm of energy swelled and from the open palm of Dredge's hand a joust of flame two meters high and three meters thick shot out of his hand and roasted not only the ten men that sat breaking but a few workers that were in the way. The darkside radiated off dredge and he lifted his left hand and another joust of flames shot out to slag a fighter into molten metal. Dredge roared as rage and death pumped through his body. The aura of flames grew and Dredge began to slag and burn anything he set his eyes upon in the hanger.

After a few seconds and wracking up a large body count Dredge looked down at the woman and spat at her feet. The hanger smelt of dead burning flesh and was littered with burnt corpses. Dredge did not walk over to his ship but rather the shield door that separated them from space. Within a few moment a terrible bellow boomed outwards
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The Omen a two kilometer long war ship dwarfed the flag ship of the primeval completely. The living ship soon was surrounded by dozens of others in a massive fleet commanded by Dredge. He sighed and looked over to Anja. "Come forth child. This is my gift to you, power." Outside of the hanger as clear as day the woman would be able to see the massive legions Dredge kept beneath him. The old gods had failed him, they did not deliver them from destruction. So Dredge turned to new gods, the gods of the primeval to help realize his dream of a galaxy in ashes.

"I do not come bearing a single craft and a few glowing constructs. I come here with an army and true power to serve the gods." Dredge smiled and a craft came to dock in the hanger of the Orders end. Stepping towards the door dredge looked back to the woman. "Consider yourself a commander of my forces, if you wish to take the omen on a mission you may. Do not disappoint me my child, I would hate to kill you." Dredge stepped into the vehicle and the door closed behind him. The ship lifted up and made it's way back to the omen.