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Kraetos | Open To One Sith

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Kraetos | Hunting Trip

Mission: Kill an Arkanian Dragon & Navigate Through Unfriendly Territory To Yuuzhan'tar To Get Amphistaff Polyps

Coruscant


Tsavong stood on his ship, the Rok II, ready to transport him and his group into known space to track down an Arkanian dragon. Hunting season it was, and for his new project he required the head of an Arkanian Dragon and two primal amphistaffs. It was a quest, unlike most quests, for the heroes were out for themselves - none others. There was no princess to save at the castle, there were no enemies to defeat in glorious battle.​
They just had to brutally slaughter a dragon in it's nest and steal some polyp eggs from an amphistaff hive. No big deal.​
The four armed brute growled as he awaited his compatriots. They were late, they should have been here thirty minutes ago. Coruscanti traffic probably had something to do with it.​
Tsavong waited.​
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There was a need for a journey to a planet that was known as Yuuzhan'tar or something like that. He wasn't able to pronounce it properly yet, he was still unable to speak Galactic Basic perfectly and instead used Sith'ese to speak, not that he spoke to many people, so most of the time he just elected to not speak at all.

And when he did speak, it was only to get a point across nowadays. He used to speak a lot to learn things, and now that he had learned plenty from where he had gotten off of Tantorus he saw no more need to speak excessively, instead deciding that he'll only speak when it is absolutely necessary.

The speeder that he was upon landed a few meters away from the Rok II, and when he disembarked he gave the customary greeting of a bow to the Voice of the Dark Lord, [member="Tsavong Kraal"], a Myrshavong, a four-armed species and most likely exceptional warriors, and walked up towards the ramp of the ship. He didn't like being wait, but he had messages to send to Tantorus to his family that owned Tantorian Industries to get them to set up project for him.It of course had the purpose to aid the One Sith, but he had yet to bring the knowledge of it to public knowledge, One Sith public knowledge anyway.

"How much longer will we wait?"
 
Slaughtering a dragon sounded wonderful and Balaya stood in her full suit of armor as Elara sat on her shoulder in the drop ship. Massassi warriors around them to brutally slay a large dragon and get what they wanted. The sith marauder and her faithful squire at least while the young tattooed girl gave a small flash of smile. She was proving more useful then the handful of potential apprentices she had gained and been teaching. Certainly more then them as she had yet to be foolish in lessons, though her size was a small issue being far to small to really prove useful in war. She had other uses like distracting or being there to hold ammo for her master.
 
Galen dropped down from a soaring speeder as it crossed above the ship he was looking for. Still new, and lacking his own transport, Galen took to an old method of travelling. Hitchhiking, whether the driver knew of his hitchhiking or not, well that was up for debate. As he fell the few dozen feet from the speeder to the landing pad, Galen encased himself in the Force and landed with a thud. Always one for a dramatic entrance, although normally his entrances left no witnesses, he still loved a certain level of flair. Standing up and brushing dust off himself, Galen headed up the open loading ramp of the Rok II. Slipping along the corridors until he ran into the hulking behemoth that was the Voice of the Emperor , [member="Tsavong Kraal"], and a masked man, [member="Malphas"], bowing to the Voice, Galen gave a nod of his head as well to the masked man just as the masked man asked how much longer they would wait.

"I'd guess we wait until we're not waiting," Galen replied with a cheeky smile before he slouched against a wall, extending one of his wristblades and cleaning under his nails. Hygiene was important, even for the hybrid. (Remember that kids!)
 

Sawa Ike

The Dark Matriarch Darth Shōjō
A smile crept across her face at the thought of killing a dragon, more so because they were helping create something wonderful. Weapons for the one sith's armies so that they might walk across the galaxy and leave ruins of those who resist. Now she slid the two blade out as the fire and ice effects sent a dark taint outwards and the blades glowed touching her hands. Whatever the large vong had planned she was more then glad to help while her mind focused on shaping and burning all before her. "I am more then ready to tear them apart."
 
Nulgath landed his KSE close-by he didnt mind leaving it there. He met with his fellow allies or what he considered allies at destination point. Apon walking he bore a dark black cloak and combative vestments underneath, His walk was strong even though he lost a Leg due to a battle at the Academy. His Cybernetic leg was used to Nulgath and Nulgath to it. The Zabrak bowed to the Four armed creature showing respect and examined the rest. One was his current master [member="Darth Praelior"] and another was his of now Nemesis @Malphas. An odd glare came from Nulgath as he looked at the two but it was cut short when looking at two more new face's. " Sorry for arriving late I had to get a drink. Are we waiting for more?" Nulgath said with Wit.
 

Arturious Engel

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Arturious walked up to the monster that stalked the streets. A monster who's prowess Arturious had witness first hand as these One Sith conquered planet after planet offering Arturious the chance to not only perfect his saber skills but to learn new things as well. Arturious new it was possible he would not survive a trek of this magnitude but then again he really didn't plan on living forever anyway. As long as he went out with a bang it worked for him.

Arturious gave the monster a tilt of his head in respect.

"Apologises for the tardiness [member="Tsavong Kraal"]." "Poverty as it benefits and it's drawbacks." "I hope it is not too late to once again leap into the jaws of certain doom?" "I have kind of grown fond of the practice."

Arturious would acknowledge the others in the group with the same tilt of his head.

[member="Malphas"] [member="Darth Praelior"] [member="Galen Otros"] [member="Sawa Ike"] [member="Nulgath Zardai"]
 
Darth Banshee arrived late, traffic in the works was getting worse. Possibly due to all the employment down their, ones the sith had created. She was here to help business partner [member="Tsavong Kraal"], he wanted to create some thing. To be honest she was unsure what, all she new it meant was killing a dragon, and stealing some eggs.

Well she always wanted to see dragon, guess it was time to find one. She did harbor a slight ambition, to steal one of dragon eggs for self. So she could create a pet of own later. Though the mission always came first, so she hoped their was spare at the end of it.
 
[member="Malphas"]

"Not much longer," he replied, folding his arms across his massive chest. Tsavong stood on the ramp of the transport, ready to board, smiling as Malphas walked past. He nodded to [member="Darth Praelior"] as she too joined the company of the Yuuzhan Vong hybrid, the creature noting her extensive arsenal and again nodding in acceptance. He sniffed [member="Galen Otros"]... the man seemed rather pleasant smelling... as he too walked past and onto the transport. "Good," he responded to [member="Sawa Ike"], walking up the ramp with her and ushering her to the living quarters of the ship along with the others, where they would continue waiting.

Tsavong shouted out the pilot. "Just a little longer."

"Just a few more," he nodded to [member="Nulgath Zardai"] as he walked past.

"And fonder still you shall grow! This day we seek glory, friend." Tsavong smiled at [member="Arturious Engel"] as he boarded.

"Good to see you again," he winked at [member="Darth Banshee"], one of his new business partners.

He turned to address the group.

"We may not all survive... but we will all be rewarded with blood and glory. Hrosha-Gul! One Sith!" He bellowed, the hybrid pounding his chest with one hand. "Set a course, Captain."

"We've got a dragon to slay."

The ship closed it's dock and departed Coruscant. The wait until they arrived unto their next destination would be long and arduous... the members of the fellowship would have to find some way to entertain themselves on the massive ship.
 
The Sith Pureblood nodded his head to [member="Tsavong Kraal"] when he had finally answered his questioned, and he hardly spared a glance for [member="Galen Otros"]. The man thought he was funny, but he wasn't. From what Malphas had heard of previous Sith Empires if Malphas had been apart of one of their orders, it would have practically been expected of him to strike him.

Taking a quick look at him, he saw crimson skin which was odd to him but he said nothing on it. If the man was truly a half-blood, Malphas would regard him as a slave for the most part. At least until he wasn't a nuisance in his mind.

"Tsavong Kraal," Malphas called out to him once they had journeyed throughout the ship after a few moments. "Tell me of your people." It was more request than demand, now was his chance to speak of it while they were on this long journey.
 
Nulgath found himself taking a seat in a large area of the Ship to meditate and collect himself preparing for his battle to come. Many thoughts and questions probed his mind about this journey. A Dragon? interesting this should be a massive battle he thought. I wonder if any Artifacts will be in its presence, He thought on this for awhile but couldn't answer himself. Nulgath then realized he had a Question for his new for [member="Darth Praelior"]. He wandered around the ship passing many others in search for her. The Zabraks eyes gazed at everyone he passed
 
Galen didn't move as the ship set its course. All the other gatherers for this quest of epic proportions soon left or engaged in small talk with others. But not Galen, he would stay leaning against the wall, cleaning under his nails. Of course they were sharpened, not a practical weapon in any means, but they were intimidating to behold, a certain air of cruelty followed talon like nails. Once the nails on his left hand were cleaned, Galen retracted the blade and admired his handiwork. They were pristine, shaved to sharpness and scraped of dirt.

Smiling at his handiwork, Galen finally looked up to return to the rest of the world. He noticed [member="Malphas"] talking with [member="Tsavong Kraal"], but their conversation of Kraal's people did not truly interest the hybrid. Sure, knowing one's allies was important, but knowing one's culture was not needed to know one's prowess. Looking past them, Galen looked to see who else was still around.
 
Nulgath soon gave up on finding his Master, the question he had didnt matter too much. Walking back to meditate he noticed a man cleaning his claws [member="Galen Otros"] it seemed. He looked lonely in Nulgaths Opinion so he walked over to the Man asking "I have been watching you for while. And your Frankness, Bearing and Grace seem to beguiled me quite profoundly. Nulgath smirked and raised a brow. " Tell me what do you think of this ...Quest for say?" Nulgath words held a smarty wit. And it would be taken one of two ways. Annoyance or a Form of Charm.
 

Arturious Engel

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Arturious gave [member="Tsavong Kraal"] a nod as he boarded the vessel.

"I never planned on living forever anyway." "May as well slay as many things as I can until then."

Arturious found a quiet spot as the ship began to take off. Dropping down to sitting on his heels Arturious closed his eyes and slipped into a seemingly calm meditative posture. In truth it was far from calm. Arturious' mind slipped back into his origin on the planet he was born. He flashed to the day his parents were murdered. The day he was enslaved by the very person that slayed them.

Arturious' body would twitch slightly during the particularly violent parts of his recollections. Pressing forward in his mind to the day he almost died at the hands of a stranger, his time in prison, the time spent in the original Academy he had his initial training in.

Arturious enveloped himself in the memories and in the darkness. Arturious feed the darkness as he let it fuel him.
 
[member="Tsavong Kraal"] acknowledged her with a wink, and a good to see you again. He was certainly politer than some sith she had met, she glanced over to [member="Malphas"] as she thought that. She replied after he spoke to group as whole, It`s good to see you as well. her voice was polite but a little formal. She then continued, once I have unpacked, I will be on galley if their any thing you wish to discuss.

She then took her belongings on board his ship, was a dark blade it was the most powerful ship in the one sith arsenal. She wished she was asked to help design it, but know she at least helped the company who builds it. She made her way to her quarters, so she unpack her belongings and get ready to meet some of her colleges in galley later.
 
[member="Darth Banshee"] [member="Arturious Engel"] [member="Nulgath Zardai"] [member="Malphas"] [member="Galen Otros"]

The ship had left dock and was now on it's long journey to Arkania. The fellowship had some time to spare. The big lug of a creature, Tsavong Kraal, found himself sitting on a couch near the dejarik board facing Malphas.



Malphas said:
"Tsavong Kraal," Malphas called out to him once they had journeyed throughout the ship after a few moments. "Tell me of your people."
Tsavong sighed, and his tough exterior seemed to melt.

"It's hard to speak of them," he said, thinking back to Yuuzhan'tar and Ossus. "But we may see them yet. My people are the Myneyrsh and the Yuuzhan Vong. I belong to both, a fledging race called the Myrshavong that traces it's roots back to before the Four Hundred Year Darkness. A great calamity happened, my people refer to it as the great Uprising. We were simple then. A primitive species, new to the Galaxy, unknown to most."

He sighed.

"And then the Yuuzhan Vong came back for us."

His brow furrowed.

"Enslaved us."

Water seemed to form at the edge of his eyes for but an instant... but perhaps it was a trick of the light. His face seemed calm just a moment later.

"My people have waited centuries for a chance to take lead of the Yuuzhan Vong and do unto them as they have done unto us. Yun-Amon rewards me with this opportunity." He stared at Malphas, blankly. "And I will not fail him."

The pilot signaled that they were about halfway there to Arkania.
 
Balaya listened and moved as she clenched her fists ready for a fight and she was focusing the force energies of her body, the rage and hatred coming as her body bulked in her armor, her strength becoming something few in the One Sith could match save Shara and Kraal. Elara on her shoulder jumped off and crouched low to the ground as the little girl held her saber now. "Master are we going after a dragon?" Balaya looked down upon her and she smirked as black veins spread across her pink flesh. "Yes we're going to rip its head off." Then she was laughing and walking letting her body in its armor shake the ground while her small armory of weapons gleamed. "Lets go and have some fun."
 
It was a sad story, Malphas wasn't a compassionate person by nature, not for his enemies, but for his allies, whether they were humans, Purebloods, or even Myrshavong, he considered them all his siblings in some extended family of a sort and when he saw what appeared to be moisture in the eyes of the behemoth that was [member="Tsavong Kraal"] he could only imagine as to how it felt to be in a position as his species had been.

To guess at how old Tsavong Kraal was would be hard, but he simply assumed that the Voice of the Dark Lord had lived for centuries and that was it. The pilot signalled that they were nearly there, and he replied to the being that he was speaking to with a quick question.

"Your rise to power must have been filled with great victories." The best compliment that Malphas could have come up with at the time.
 
Galen looked up from his nails, and smiled at the approaching Zabrak. a simple smile that conveyed neither annoyance nor enjoyment from the Zabrak's arrival, simply acceptance of it. Giving his nails one final look over as @Nulgath Zardal spoke, he returned his gaze to the man before him, smile still on his face. "Why should my frankness seem beguiling, Brother? We need not have secrets among our order," the smile changed to a smirk, one that revealed a satisfaction from the man's compliment, or at least Galen viewed it as a compliment, "Live the life I have and all you can do is be graceful with a certain sense of authority, it's simply in my genes at this point.

Pausing to run his nails through his beard, straightening the hair and roughly grooming it from any mishaps that may have happened through the day, Galen soon continued, "Our quest for the dragon's life? Why it is the stuff of childhood stories. We'll be famous knights of order after this. Our tale sung by bards across the galaxy." Galen smiled, showing his white, sharp teeth, "Or we'll die. Neither concern me overly much, but this is something to advance the Order, and are we not all not only obligated but pleased to better our Order, Brother?" His last statement was less of a question as it was phrased, but a slight jab, a toying with his fellow acolyte. His reaction could tell much about the man, or it could tell little, but Galen's joy from it would be the same.
 
Nulgath gazed at the man who was [member="Galen Otros"] thinking about his questions? Or at least Nulgath thought the last thing said was a question. Crossing his arms the Zabrak said " Frankness is always a positive attribute, You possess a mysterious Charm of sorts or atleast that is what i could watch from you. Nulgath smirked back at him " It seems Grace is in your very nature my Friend." This man was Nulgaths type of folk, Intelligent, Forthcoming & held a sense of humor. The Zabraks Deep Green eyes flashed as he answered the next Statement or Question of [member="Galen Otros"].
" You speak as if this .." Nulgath paused briefly looking for a word to match what he felt for this Quest. " Fetching Quest has the likelihood of being Grim, I myself am not doubting that fact Of course..But the Obligation we feel should be replaced with a Feeling of Purpose to enhance the Mighty Order we serve." The Zabrak crossed his arms having his Blackish grey cloak wrinkly slightly. Nulgath enjoyed his Convorsations greatly. Almost like it was Ego booster, In truth Nulgath was smarter then his own good.

[member="Galen Otros"]
[member="Malphas"]
[member="Darth Praelior"]
[member="Tsavong Kraal"]
[member="Darth Banshee"]
[member="Arturious Engel"]
[member="Sawa Ike"]
 

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