Mustafar, a fiery world and one that embodied what Kyrel was drawn to the world. The world was steeped in a locus of dark side energy. One that enveloped the entire world as if a storm covering a great land. For Kyrel it was more than just a site home to the dark side. It was home to the legacy of the most feared man in the galaxy. A man with whom he regarded as a God, and had even hoped to live by. Fortress Vader had been the home of Kyrel Ren for many years, and perhaps one of the most heavily defended infrastructures in the First Order territories. It was regarded so much by Kyrel that he had done everything from shield generators, to different kinds of turrets and gun emplacements. Fortress Vader was considered by him a holy site. A place of power, of great importance such as the rest of the world. Even in his pilgrimages to the Unknown Regions. He had never left, nor forgotten about Mustafar for too long.
He had rested in the main chamber of the Fortress, a long Obsidian hall. once marked by the banners of the First Order. Scorch marks all over the room, a sign of the battle that was fought between the Knights of Ren and the likes of the New Jedi Order. A battle that Kyrel regarded as a Holy Crusade. One that liberated the world into it's rightful masters. The room itself was large, leading through various sections of the Fortress, underneath the Obisian floor was the likes of the Catacombs that connected to a series of tunnels throughout the Fortress and even to the spot of where the Fortress's connection to the Force could be amplified by one's who's power was strong enough in the dark side. It was said that if one tried hard enough one could open the door to what the Dark Side could show them.
At the end of the room, was an obsidian throne. Kyrel sat resting as he saw the hologram of Mustafar, a TIE Defender approaching hanger's. For a moment he decided on shooting it down, before changing his mind. As he let the craft land inside the hanger of the Fortress. Stormtroopers, guardians of the Castle sent immediately to escort who was piloting the craft so that the Master of Ren may deal with him personally.
Arek Talonspyre