Lesson in Power [Sirella x Grimoire]

[Darth Grimoire]

Ziost
Mountain Ruins

Grimoire strode across the eroded stone steps that lead to the Tungnath chamber atop a mountain crag. The cold Ziost air whipped her black locks into a mist like wave. Her red tunic below her black cloak danced in animation. Reaching the top she entered a domed chamber. Rocks and stones littered the floor. The dome had long collapsed leaving a decayed rib cage of arch ways above. The cold air and snow had blown into the chamber floor.

It was here, here that Grimoire would be instructed by another of the 'old guard' her mother had spoken of. A Sith Lady of her mother's age, the age of the Old Sith Empire. Grimoire could feel the dark history of the ancient Sith homeworld. Grimoire narrowed her eyes towards a gap in the wall that showed a vista of the arid valley below. She prayed, secretly she whispered, ​"When the day comes that the Sith will lead a crusade to liberate this worlds. I pray that the darkside has given me the faculties to lead it."

Grimoire breathed slowly and sat down crossed legged, she breathed, meditated and waited. Waited for the Sith Lady of emerald doom - this [member="Sirella Valkner"]

 

[Sirella Valkner]

The frozen mountaintops of Ziost were hardly the ideal location for Sirella Valkner. The woman, both ancient and young, loved and hated the planet for all the reasons one might suspect of a plant seething in the darkside. There was mystery, and madness, surrounding the planet. The lives, crusades, loves, and deaths of Sith uncountable altering the planet in a palpable sensation do those with senses to feel. Sirella, for her part, cared little about the machinations of other Sith. When Empires had fallen she had remained, persevered. Apprentices, friends, and children, all died and she remained and would ever remain.

Environments could be altered to suit ones needs. Normal men and women used technologies, shelter, and construction. For Sirella the first herald of her coming was green. Along the mountain top great evergreens began to spurt from the rocky snow laden cliffs sending boughs of greet jutting from sides creating a canopy. The trees in their amazing growth approached the Acolyte [member="Grimoire "]surrounding and creating a grove. Between the pine and fur branches a second wave came crawling in. Waxy green leafs and winter berries of brightest red forming in a tangle of underbrush and vines. Each berry was most inviting in appearance and sweet to taste. This made them particularly deadly as they also contained a toxin capable of killing most beings after the consumption.

Sirella walked up the path to the top of the mountain, now covered by trees, and stared at this new initiate. She wore tight clothes revealing subtle amounts of skin, the cold not bothering her. "Hello little one..."

 

[Darth Grimoire]

[member="Sirella Valkner"]

The chamber was transformed in a deluge torrent of green and plantation. The trees spread and creaked into a towering grove, while green leafs protruded from the gaps in the trees. The stones on the chamber floor were set aside by enormous vines and the ribs of the archways filled by a canopy, a green bio dome erected where the once stone dome had caved in.

Grimoire heard the powerful Sith Lady's greeting. Grimoire rose from her seated pose. She turned to face the Sith. She was bewitching in her beauty, reminded her of her mother who as well had a eerie mortality to her complexion.

Grimoire bowed her head and rested her hand over her chest.

"It is an honor to meet you, my lord." Grimoire said. "I am Grimoire, my mother was Darth Hauntruss."

Grimoire then bent the knee and lowered her head.

"I beg for your tutelage, should you deem me worthy."

 

[Sirella Valkner]

Sirella looked over at [member="Grimoire "]with a puzzled look. With a raised hand Sirella sent a tendril of lightning to whip out at the new acolyte. The point had to get across. "Sith do not beg," she said letting the lightning cease from her hands. "Power goes to the strong, the weak, the slave mentality of the Jedi's humility is not for us."

Pausing she stared at the woman and smiled. "How much do you know about the force?" The smile turned into a frown. Sirella didn't like training people, she didn't have the patients. And then she walked over to a branch

 

[Darth Grimoire]

[member="Sirella Valkner"]

The tendril of lighting flashed in a sudden flash of light and heat. Grimoire threw her hands out and in vain summoned the force to create a wall of air to absorb and burn the lightning but her speed could not match the Sith Lord's ferocity. The lightning caught flame to her right arm and burned as it travelled. It took summoning the rest of her powers to keep it from reaching her brain and heart.

Grimoire feel upon the floor gasping in pain. The pain stabbed at her reflexes. In that moment she felt all the powerlessness she knew she possessed but, ignored. Now she knew. This was power. Clenching her fingers into a fist she propped herself up.

Panting as she spoke, she confronted the Sith Lord, "It is indeed as you say....my lord..." Grimoire manages to stand but, on a fragile stance. "Power belongs to the strong and the weak do not beg. But, I have meet the strong who have power but, no respect. Power without respect is stupidity masquerading as strength."

Drawing in a deep breath, Grimoire succumbed to the darkness built within her, summoning her mother's legacy. Grimoire stretched her back and defiantly proclaimed her upright posture. Her lightsaber flew to her hand and blasted into a crimson blade.

"Do not mistake my respect and admiration for you as weakness." Grimoire hissed. "I know the Force, but not enough to grasp at what I want."

"If it pleases you I shall show you." Grimoire said with a austere look. Her arms flew up and the force burst from her fingers, it would be her only move with what damage she took. The telekinetic blast ruptured the rubble besides the Sith Lord, creating a hole that flushed cold air into the room in razor cold winds. Grimoire hoped it would discomfort the Sith Lord. In the moment the blast completed Grimoire decided that speed would give her a chance to impress the Sith Lord. The force sunk into her legs launching her in a hyper paced lunged while moving her saber to cut right into the Lord's throat.