Heart of a Graveyard (OS Dominion of Belgaroth)

[Shaddi]

[14/20]
Objectives
Primary: A & E
Secondary: C
Location: Drop ship on the way to a scrapyard.
Allies: Any who wish to help. four troopers as bodyguards. (Marcus / E'vy heavy trooper, Zerrid / Jumper Light assault trooper, Rixar / comz Commanding/communications officer, Silvia / Ripah Combat Medic.) = Rancor Squad.
Enemy's: Those that stand in his way.
Equipment: 1 x BTI Hex frag grenade, 1x BTI-WB Woebringer (Pistol strapped to his hip), Standard lightsaber (also strapped to hip (on the other side)), Sith infantry armor covered over by his own tattered robes. (Midsection removed along with helmet)

The beast wasn't happy at all as it raged and jumped a bit around to get a piece of the doors that had stuck to one of it's prominent horns as it whipped it's head around until the door piece flow off into the base of one statue and smashing against the rock. As the beast looked at T'zanith and snorted at him in an angry tone, He felt a bit of fear towards it. "Now, now that was your fault, you ran into the door." He said a bit hesitant before he ran to the side as the beast roared again and ran towards him, crashing into the base of the statue he had been standing in front of and then throwing a chunk of it towards T'zanith.
He couldn't dodge in time and got the hit into his arm as he tired to use telekinesis to stop the boulder hurled towards him, with the surge of pain he was able to stop it before the boulder broke his arm but he could feel it was fractured. He was pinned between the boulder and the base of another statue. Hearing the beasts growl as it looked over the boulder and at him he felt mind numbing fear. 'Am I going to die here? After fighting a Terentek I'm going to die at the hands of a simple and clumsily made sithspawn of a droidbraker?' Was the most prominent thought that ran through his mind.
"no...NOO!!!" He then screamed at the beast and let out a loud blast of force imbued sonic blast at it. The beast staggered back as it roared back before getting the boulder it threw right back at it's face. "I will not die today!" Was the only thing it would hear before it was hit by the chandelier above it as it was forced to come crashing down on top of it. As the beast shirked of the chandelier it looked towards T'zanith and it didn't see the near apathetic sith acolyte that it had been facing what it saw was a true sith acolyte, an angry sith acolyte, as his hands were in the air as if grasping at something invisible. T'zanith was harnessing the energy explosion his anger and fury had given him and fueled it into his telekinesis as he brought the large swords and spears above the beast down on top of it and impaling it into the floor.
T'zanith panted as the exhaustion began to try and take hold of his body, "No... not yet..." He panted as he walked a few steps forward and then fell to his knees and passed out.

 

[Disciple]

[2/20]​

Objective: Letters​

Location: Belgar​

Allies: Me!​

Enemies?: [member="Vrag"]?​

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Disciple tilted his head as she spoke, pushing himself back off the edge only to lay himself down on his side, one arm propping up his head. The other? Well, it drew a suggestive finger up his entirely feminine curves. Enticing. Hot droid booty. "Aren't you a bit far from boy, home?" He retorts. His face contorts, realizing that what he just said made absolutely not sense. Ah well, go with it!

He was 'crazy' anyway.

Joke was on them. He was perfectly sane.

There was a moment he was going to say something else. Then he decided against it. Yup. He'd definitely won this round.

 

[Shaddi]

[15/20]
Objectives
Primary: A & E
Secondary: C
Location: Drop ship on the way to a scrapyard.
Allies: Any who wish to help. four troopers as bodyguards. (Marcus / E'vy heavy trooper, Zerrid / Jumper Light assault trooper, Rixar / comz Commanding/communications officer, Silvia / Ripah Combat Medic.) = Rancor Squad.
Enemy's: Those that stand in his way.
Equipment: 1 x BTI Hex frag grenade, 1x BTI-WB Woebringer (Pistol strapped to his hip), Standard lightsaber (also strapped to hip (on the other side)), Sith infantry armor covered over by his own tattered robes. (Midsection removed along with helmet)


The pounding of drums woke T'zanith as he lay on the metal floor of the castle. 'How long have I been out?' He thought to himself as he stood up and looked around himself, seeing the impailed beast before him he wondered why he hadn't been captured but a quick look around showed the reason easily enough. The spears that were embeded in the beast had moved and were now blocking both doors that lead into the large hall he had fought the beast in. 'But what about the other doorway?' He thought as he looked towards the doorway he had come into the hall from and saw that the the lower half of one of the statues had broken down and filled the doorway.
He smiled a little at his fortune before he followed the banking drums to one of the doors and used the force to move it out of the way and walk into the large hallway inside it. After a few minuted of walking he came upon a throne room and to his surprise he saw Rancor squad chained up before the supposed sith lord of the planet. The lord stood up and made a gesture of good will before he spoke. "I welcome you, my fellow Sith Lord." He said with a welcoming tone but in all honesty T'zanith was sick to his stomach at the sight of the man. Him a sith lord? what a joke he was barely at the level of higher tier acolyte at best and he dared to call himself a lord? These thoughts were mostly because of how sith lords looked in T'zaniths eyes, bright, defined and powerful beings of singular might and this supposed Lord was none of these.
"Why do you think I am a sith lord?" T'zanith then asked as he looked at the man and walked towards him with slow steps of purpose. "Why? That is easy my friend because you've beaten my hulks and my pet and still you stand, that is a feat only a sith lord could achieve." The lords voice echoed in the room as his "elite warriors" draped in carbs that poorly imitated sith warriors of old stared on at T'zaniths approach. "So tell me why have you come? it cannot be because of these pesants before me?" The fake lord then finished as he gestured at Rancor squad as if they were gnats he'd just swatted away.
T'zanith held in the urge to spit at the man as he came up next to ranco squad, or rather next to Rixar, and stopped as he saw the soldiers wouldn't let him closer without a fight. 'Four men to guard you? you must be weak.' He thought about the fake lord as he then pointed at rancor squad. "I promised their superior to bring them back alive."

 

[Shaddi]

[16/20] (End)
Objectives
Primary: A & E
Secondary: C
Location: Drop ship on the way to a scrapyard.
Allies: Any who wish to help. four troopers as bodyguards. (Marcus / E'vy heavy trooper, Zerrid / Jumper Light assault trooper, Rixar / comz Commanding/communications officer, Silvia / Ripah Combat Medic.) = Rancor Squad.
Enemy's: Those that stand in his way.
Equipment: 1 x BTI Hex frag grenade, 1x BTI-WB Woebringer (Pistol strapped to his hip), Standard lightsaber (also strapped to hip (on the other side)), Sith infantry armor covered over by his own tattered robes. (Midsection removed along with helmet)

The fake Lord seemed insulted by T'zanith's way of addressing him and stood up and pointed at him. "Kill this weak mongrel!" He shouted as the guards drew their weapons but they stopped as T'zanith turned on his lightsaber and then raised his hand as he gripped two of the guards swords of them and threw them at the lord, impaling him against his throne. "If there are anymore objections to us leaving voice them now." T'zanith simply said in a calm voice as he undid the squads bindings and then walked out of the castle. "Call a transport and ask one of the destroyers to orbit this scrap heap." He ordered Rixar who did as he was asked.
As they entered the drop ship that had parked outside the castle he took a look at the castle before he ordered the destroyer to open fire and smiled as the castle was reduced to ash in a hail of turbolaser fire. As they were entering orbit he took another look at one of the books he had found. 'The teachings of Karness Muur? interesting.' He thought as he was sure to visit the library once back on Coruscant and begin translating the texts from the ancient sith language.