Forged from the Shadows

[Darth Vaildra]

Lord Sebastian stood in the middle of eight pillars with purple and Balck Flames burning on them. He had in front of him a glorious sword on a stone table. The blade was made of legendary Mandalorian Iron and at 5 feet long with a foot long hilt making it a 6 foot long katana. He had taken the power of his former cane that gave it a very powerful presence of fear simply by looking at it.

He had met another with a blade that leaked fear and heard he was a great Alchemist. To do what needed to be done he needed stronger alchemy than Sebastian was capable of. He stood admiring the sword and being lost in that carnage this sword would create in his hands


[member="Damien Daemon"]

 

[Matreya]

Damien yawned as he moved through the darkness by his Force Shadow. His eyes needed resting, so he let them do so, continuing though to be capable of moving easily throughout. He did not rush, nor did he lag in his speed. It was a simple walk, to get himself to an appointment he neither wanted to miss or cared about overtly.

Arriving midst the shadows cast by the flames, he stepped forward until he could partially be seen by the other that stood there. He almost jumped for a moment, as the face was an exact copy of an old ally, [member="Samael"], whom was a knight around the time he achieved the same rank. But this could not be Samael, last he had heard of the man, Samael had been stripped of nearly all his power - lowering him to a mere acolytes strength.

The instant he knew the young one before him was not the other, he opened his eyes finally to stare. He could speak, but for a moment wanted to absorb what he could in those few seconds...

"Beskar..." He murmured when his eyes flicked to the blade, "Quite the weapon. Not many attempt to make Beskar into a slicing tool, it is only ever used for bashing. Well...rarely it is used otherwise." He shrugged at this, contractions were annoying even if they came from himself, "What are you planning for it?"

[member="Lord Sebastian"]

 

[Darth Vaildra]

The shadows, an ally of Lord Sebastian and yet when his guest emerged from the shadows he was surprised as he thought he was the creator. This man not only could use the Shadows, he surprised Sebastian which suggested he could be better. He knew that there were many different people with similar faces; a curse of being Echani and they all looking rather similar. He was different though, he had charming good looks and no major face scars, but his face was that of a warrior, yet it looked full of life instead of the dark side corruption some had.

He smiled at the puzzling question of the use of the material Beskar in a katana. It was clearly a new thing for the material, but Sebastian had worked very hard on this material with the help of a Mandalorian engineer to make it perfectly balance. Currently it was a rather heavy sword, but through the force it would be wielded like a lighter weapon, but still have the amazing weight. This would make for a cutting weapon with no equal. He chuckled lightly, "Glad you could join me. Ask yourself, what do katanas lack? Power is the answer, while they are master blades when it comes to cutting, they lack the strength of larger swords. Using this length and the Beskar we add power with the cutting, but as you can imagine even though it is perfectly weighted it is unwieldedable. One of the things we will do is link the sword to me so when my force signature touches the hilt it becomes lighter to only me. This means I can wield this weapon, with practice of course, but it will be a unique sword with strength not found in katanas. Your thoughts?"

 

[Matreya]

Damien arched a brow, this was something he had never attempted. He had created links between man and weapon, machine, Force, Spirits, even other men. Never though had he attempted to make a weapon less heavy thanks to the link..

He was sure though that it was doable.

"I think, mayhap we create a strong enough link, that it could effect the cellular aura we would instill. But the best way to do that, would likely require the user, you, to fill it with their energies." Damien replied, stroking his chin thoughtfully, "Honestly it may just be easier to simply make it lighter! But if that is what you want we may be able to achieve it.

"Is that it?" He asked, "If so it shouldn't be the most difficult task."

[member="Lord Sebastian"]

 

[Darth Vaildra]

"I acquired this Beskar from killing a Mandalorian named Kezeroth. Upon his death he released a large amount of dark side energy. I absorbed it, but could not contain it all so I trapped it in my cane at the time. The cane is now apart of the sword's hilt. So that dark side energy in the sword is also in me and this will be where the link is made." He had worked it out in his head, upon stealing the fallen Mandalorian's power he knew he could use it to make a great weapon. He listened to the concerns and then spoke again, "There is more I aim to do. I wish to use something you and I have in common that I call Shadow Shaping. I will use this to hide the sword in a void of shadow, my own personal shadow. When combat is needed I can summon it at will. My own shadow will be the sheath."

[member="Damien Daemon"]

 

[Matreya]

Damien did not actually utilize Shadow Shaping as the man dubbed it, but had seen its uses several times such as done so by the Master of Light and Dark, Zaiden. He simply knew how to be stealthy if it was required. But the use of his shadow as a housing conduit was something that could also likely be done.

"There are plenty of familiars I have seen that are Shadow based, so I figure this could be accomplished. But again I offer a significant other choice, I could teach you Dimension Shift as a way to house the blade. It could be hidden literally in the crevices of your hand, in a pocket dimension, until willed back to size." Damien offered, "Other wise we will need to imbue it with an aura of summoning, or a Rune of Power. The latter will likely be the easiest to allow the results you seek, if Dimension Shift is out of the question."

[member="Lord Sebastian"]

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Lord Sebastian paused and thought things through. He had never even heard of dimensional Shift, but it seemed curious and perfect for his needs. He studied the Sword and then looked back at the Master before him, "I believe I am unfamiliar with this Dimensional Shift, mind going into more detail?" The area around Sebastian began to Loght on fire a little as the power he absorbed from Kezeroth began becoming unstable again. "I apologize, absorbing someone's power is proving to be more difficult than I imagined." He focuesed his mind as the flames died out and prepared to listen to what this new ability was.

[member="Damien Daemon"]

 

[Matreya]

Damien chuckled, "I understand that completely." Having absorbed the life energies of an entire city, he had suffered the same at one point - not to mention binding Lord Ergast's spirit to himself, which nearly tore him apart at the seams! "Well, Dimension Shifting requires quite a bit of dedication, but when finally understood and practiced in its uses, one can hide anything anywhere so long as they remember where it is for a later day."

As he finished speaking, he glanced down at his right hand, then with quick action a small dot came to be. Soon enough the dot grew in size until it was eventually shown to be a Betty Blaster, a JAC weapon. Next he simply made it return to its previous size and placement.

"I dedicated a few years of my life to mastering the technique. So, unless you wish to throw down that much time I would recommend the Runes. Also it does not quite come in handy during battle as the immense power required to do such is draining!"

[member="Lord Sebastian"]

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Lord Sebastian thought it through a bit. While he could expend a lot of power in brother due to a continuation of reckless use of his powers, he wasn't sure he wanted to use a great deal on just drawing a weapon. He didn't want to give up the idea so he proposed a possible different method. "You said it uses a lot of power, but what if I infuse it with Dimentinal Shift and bind the power of Kezeroth to it instead of in my body? Would this make summoning it in battle more possible and less taxing? If not, tell me about this rune idea. I am afraid I am not as familiar with things like this as you are."

He knew who this person was even if only by reputation. He was known as a Knight, but was clearly a master beyond Sebastian's power. He wasn't very familiar with his accomplishments, but knew he was a skilled warrior which made Sebastian confident this weapon would become a weapon of legends. "Also, how exactly will we make this sword keep it's weight, but I can wield it like a lighter weapon? As of now it is a bit awkward in it's movements and being a Vaapad master I fight with speed more than power."

[member="Damien Daemon"]

 

[Matreya]

Damien, though only a Knight, had been such for years to the extreme. Without a Master - Voracitos having perished, while before going missing - nor anyone direct factional association, he was never given the official rank. Those that encountered him had long given it to him out of respect however.

"Dimension Shifting is only applicable with a direct will. Its not an effect you may imbue energy upon to hope it allows the results later." Damien said as he shook his head, "So that narrows it down to Runes all around. One to Bind it to you, and one to Bind it your shadow. I'm pretty sure this can be done.

"When it comes to the weightlessness, it will have to do with projecting an aura. If I do it properly, it could be simple as a drop of your blood will make it weightless or heavy again, but I believe what you seek will need a housing conduit for your essence such as blood being imbued into the very metal." Damien said, "When a Rune is Blooded and imbedded into an item, it helps with many effects, a lot of which bind it to the originator. We will simply make it so the cellular structure has a connection to you through Blood Bonding, so you simply need to focus on the Rune to turn the ability on or off."

He finally stepped into the light fully, upon his back rested Tantibus, his own much larger than average sword. His body was covered in his Beskar'gam, and his face showed no true emotion.

@lord sebastion

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Dimensional Shifting, it sounded like an amazing ability, one he could use to his advantage. He listened to the explanation of runes, once again an area he was unfamiliar with. Sebastian knew very little about this man before him, but he was quickly surpassing the rumours he had heard that made Sebastian reach out to him.

"I see you are more than I first believed. I personally have no experience in runes and blood bonding. But let's get started." Sebastian turned to face the man as he fully revealed himself as well. His eyes, two blue glowing orbs, uncharacteristic of a Sith.

"Though I highly doubt you are doing this for me out of the kindness in your heart, so what do you seek in return?" Lord Sebastian knew he was not exactly in the presences of an ally, at any moment this could turn into a fight between titans.

The life of a Sith was not easy and friends were rarely made. He did understand that when temp or permanent allies were made they were never free. This sword was to become the legend that made him and the ultimate weapon so he would do whatever it took to create it.


[member="Darth Pikiran"]

 

[Matreya]

Damien chuckled, "Payment. It always comes down to that does it not?" He rubbed his chin thoughtfully as he walked a slow circle about the other, until he was near the large sword. Eyeing it closer up, he muttered unintelligible words to himself for a moment then raised his eyes back to Sebastion again.

"I will require an intense offer for something of this caliber. What you seek is no simple trinket. It will be a weapon of great report." Damien murmured, taking a step closer, "I offer something I never do for others: a choice. Lose a hand, legitimately lose a hand at the wrist. Whether it is replaced or not matters little, but the entire hand must come off, and you must do it to yourself.

"Let me consume your memories of a loved one of your choosing is option two. You will need to pick someone of great importance in your life, maybe a parent, a close friend, whatever. Then you will open your mind to me so that I remove these as if they were never there to begin with.

"Last choice being a Rune of Power imprinted upon your body." Damien drew the massive sword on his back to the front and showed the hilt, where an imbedded rune sat, "This Rune, though on my sword bears no use, is the Rune of Power that binds an object specifically to myself. If you choose this option, you will be altered on a cellular level, to be of use to myself. If I command you to do something, it will give you an ingrained urge to obey. With your will, and power, it will not be an adamant objective, yet you will feel compelled to do whatever it is. Accompanying this effect would be a knowing if I am in danger, and a much more powerful urge to come to my aid. But that also goes vice versa; I would to be bound to come to your aid if ever you required it."

With this, Damien stared at the man awaiting his decision. The loss of a limb, though it could be replaced, always changed motor functions and the like. It would never be properly replaced. With memories stolen, the man he is, would be changed forever. Things that helped him to be himself, would be removed, and the result could not be foreseen.

In Damien's opinion, the best option if he were faced with it was the loss of a hand or the Rune. A Master Force User could fight any compulsion to an extent, even if it effected ones mind at a constant rate. Damien himself felt no fear of the same situation, as he was a Mentalist at heart, and so couldn't be controlled. He did not know of Sebastion though, unless he was a true mentalist, he would find it dominated his urges some times.

"If you choose binding yourself to me, do not fear that I will treat you as a slave. That is not the case. I have used the Rune on a few others, with the intent of making allies that could come to my help when I need it."

[member="Lord Sebastian"]

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Lord Sebastian listened with great interest, he would have never had guessed this answer. He was given the choice, lose a hand, lose a memory, or he branded and connected to him. He would serve no one, ally maybe, if their goals alligned, but his goals required him not to be bond.

Then there were his hands. Sure, he could always replace them, but the master swords man knew that nothing could replace a real hand. That left the only option is the memory, but did Sebastian love anyone? He needed to remember his parents, they were the reason he was on this path. He had no lover, no close friends, he loved no one, but maybe the opposite could be used.

"Interesting proposition, I offer one back. I love no one, but I hate someone and it is of great importance. Vulpesen of the Vitae Alliance. He use to be my commander in my youth and I have sworn to wage war and and end him and everything he loves. If this powerful hatred suits your needs, I offer it to you.in fact, this hatred stands in the way of my new goals. The Sith Empire has been gone too long and there is much standing in the way of that and that is what I seek."

He laughed a little to himself, he no longer really cared who knew his plans as the time to act was coming close. " The One Sith serves a purpose, whether it will always serve that purpose remains to be seen. The Sith there are not true Sith, the strong kill the weak, the Sithgrow stronger because of this, the One Sith stand still because of this. I will change this." He looked directly at the man before him and smirked, "This is why I sought your help, you use to be apart of the Sith Empire. I not only seek your help with a sword, but much, much more."

[member="Darth Pikiran"]

 

[Matreya]

"Very few people love no one. And the option did not include hate, it is either someone you love, your hand, or binding." Damien replied calmly as he folded his arms across his chest. If Sebastian chose someone that meant little to him as well, Damien would be able to sense it when he went inside as well.

"The point of the choice of payment, is let you decide what extreme you will reach to urge me to reach a similar extreme. If you knew of the tasks requirements as I do, you would understand a minor offer is unnaceptable." Damien continued, "If these are utterly impossible to agree with, I may come up with another. But it will be just as strung up there."

[member="Lord Sebastian"]

 

[Darth Vaildra]

"While love makes manipulating people much easier, I see no purpose in feeling it of letting it into my life." He fell silent and turned away from the man as he spoke why the choices were so. He thought about the options and his response. This weapon was vital to his plan, this weapon would be more than a weapon, but a slayer of titans and gods. More to that later on, right now the reason posed a deep question, what was he willing to sacrifice?

He looked at the stars above and let his mind weigh the options and sighed as he came to the conclusion. He could just chop off his hand and seal his mind to feel no pain, but it proved nothing to the extent he needed. He would never allow himself to be bond to someone, but to do that would prove the power of his goals.

He also knew that it would not be so easily swayed or controlled and this would do the same to the man before him. Bond together, Sebastian's goals would become Pikiran's goals and vice versa, it was a risk he needed to take and maybe it was a Rick that might bring forth the return of the Sith Empire.

"I will do whatever it takes to bring down my enemies and to bring the Sith back, I will bind us together."

[member="Darth Pikiran"]

 

[Matreya]

The moment the words were spoken, Damien's power flared and he moved with such speed he basically teleported to arms reach of the other. Extending his hand with a flourish, his power exploded outward the second contact began between them. So much energy would flash through the cells of Sebastian's body that a weaker being might wish death upon themselves.

Slowly, a connection built between Damien and Sebastian. Not as Damien and his spirits, but one that effected the mind, will, and life. When Damien spoke, it would be as if the Master of life had done so. It could be ignored, but the urge would be there until Sebastian died. As the pain reached its apex, the flesh of Sebastians arm would begin to rise. Not as if a scar was forming, but like the rise had always been there. From the rise a symbol formed.

With the Rune finished, Damien released his hold on the man, and stepped back. Gesturing to the blade he smiled to himself, "Cut your palm please."

[member="Lord Sebastian"]

 

[Darth Vaildra]

It was needless to say, Sebastian was still not a fan of this exchange, but he had methods. Methods that if this bond did not prove beneficial that he could serve it completely, but these were merely technicalities. Sebastian watched as his mind, already able to perceive Sebastian's own ungodly speed, slowed down what was happening before him. A younger Sebastian would have killed this man for approaching him in such a manner, but this urge was resisted.

As power and pain entered his body his eyes began to glow bright orange and the grown began to singe and light ablaze around them. He did not scream, plea, or beg. He gritted his teeth and let the pain become his home. No pain could compare to that of a Soth Ewok using voodoo to stab your groin. He could feel his body slowly being rewritten and conformed to one's desires, but something else was happening. A little bit of darkness was seeping out of Sebastian. It was unsure whether this was intentional or merely his own body reacting, but this darkness was filling the bond and entering [member="Darth Pikiran"]. Maybe such a thing was to be expected, but this sharing of power, even a little, meant this was no slavery bond, but more along the lines of a blood pact. Sebastian knew very little about these things, but maybe this was all to be expected.

As the pain let up, Sebastian's eyes began to lose their glow an his mind became more and more clear as he once again saw the man before him. He was then first introduced to the rune's power with a command. He was to slit his palm, but sane heads would prevail and he would test the extent of this. His arm, by itself drew a dagger and was moving to follow the command when his arm stopped and began to shake as if resisting against an invisible force. He fought against the urge, seeing how it worked and realizing he could completely ignore these commands if he needed to and they would be nothing more than annoying urges. Though this was not the point, the reason he chose this was to possibly make an ally in the rebirth of the Sith Empire and trust had to be built. He stopped resisting and the blade cut his palm and he threw the bloodied knife to the man's feet. "If you abuse this act I have performed in exchange for my sword, I will end you and do not doubt the seriousness of my threat."

 

[Matreya]

Damien outright laughed, "Why fight the command, when it is imperitive to the project? I abused nothing. I needed your blood for the connection between you and your weapon correct?" He asked then arched a brow, "Should I have cut you without warning? I simply thought you doing it seemed the more acceoptable. Admittedly it neednt have been in the form of a command, which i apologize for. My apologies." He said then took the others hand and held it over a dent in the rock that the sword was set over.

"Do not think I would be so quick to be abusive of my abilities." Damien said to confirm the words he had stated before, "I will not abuse the connection. It may be a basic one direction connection, but you are not my property. Nor will it be as such." Damien fnished then began to chanel energy into the blood pooled in the makeshift basin.

"If you combine your energy with my own, we can change the essence of the blood to bear the Sith Alchemy."

[member="Lord Sebastian"]

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Lord Sebastian was impressed by this man's powers, but his words lacked passion, lacked power. He wasn't a huge fan of people being polite, in his experience that was only how they manipulated people. Quite frankly, there was rarely anyway you could get Sebastian to like you.

He cared very little about the reason the command was given or even that an apology followed, he personally did not enjoy this bond. While a two sided bond, it weighed heavily in Darth Pikiran's favour. The both of them were probably very aware this was only temporary as there were ways out of a bond, one merely needed to change their genetic make up which seemed popular among the Sith, but Sebastian had no plans of this anytime soon.

He rubbed off the man's hand as he merely needed to be asked not led. He poured his own blood in the spot it needed to go and then signed the wounds with a small amount of fire. He nodded in agreement about combining powers and then harnessed his power which as always took the form of fire as it was his signature and apex. He kept feeding him power in the form of fire that would not burn him.

[member="Darth Pikiran"]

 

[Matreya]

Before long, the blood became murky and thick. What was once red, was now a deep black, seemed to bubble yet emit no heat. It was viscous, shaking like a gelatin, and seemed to want to move towards the duo.

Still though, Damien continued channelling energy into the small basin. As he did so, the blood thickened and doubled in amount. When it finally did this, he turned and reached out to grab the sword. This he placed into the basin until it was submerged.

"Now concentrate your energies, make the blade absorb the blood."

[member="Lord Sebastian"]