Looking into a Mirror

[Lord Depravious]

PLANET: BASTION
SECTOR: BRAXANT SECTOR
LOCATION: PALACE OF THE DARK LORD

The Sith Lord Shaidin Kamari darted into the space above Bastion in only the Imperator-class Star Battlecruiser 'Pandryl Kaes' The rest of the battle group of frigates and corvettes were left patrolling the space above Mygeeto where the Sith Lord had made his small base of operations for the time being. He had arrived at Bastion for a singular purpose and that was to meet the man that he had seen in battle several times now - a man whom the Sith Lord seemingly seemed to admire.. [member="Darth Carnifex"] , the Dark Lord of the Sith.

A small shuttle had dropped down from the Sith Lords flagship and touched down on a landing pad just outside the palace of the Dark Lord. When the ramp descended and smoke rolled out from the hydraulics of the ramp, Lord Depravious quickly descended down the ramp. His hands were folded behind his back and his chest stuck out with pride as he walked past the first row of guards. This was to be expected - the only place he expected any kind of resistance with his status in the Empire was perhaps getting into the Dark Lords Chambers - as he had yet to even truly meet the 'Butcher King' face to face yet - and it was time for that to change.

Lord Depravious had many up-coming ventures that he wanted to par-take in and he could only get away with so much for so long before it would catch the Dark Lords eye - and he knew without a shadow of a doubt he had more than likely already caught his attention. With the business deal on Tiss'shar at the very least - plus if Lord Zambrano was the type of man Depravious thought of him as - you couldn't make a single move in Sith space without this man knowing about it.

He approached the outside doors where two guards stood resolute in their mission of guarding the chambers. Instead of simply barging in the fiery crimson eyes of the Sith Lord now narrowed upon the two guards as his brisk pace came to a halt. With his arms still folded behind his back and his chin held high with pride he spoke.

"The Sith Lord, self proclaimed Lord of War, and current Admiral of Battle Group 'Pandryl Kaes' Lord Depravious, is requesting entry to speak with the Dark Lord of the Sith, Darth Carnifex."

The brows of the guards rose as they slightly turned to each other. They each tried to conceal a scoff at the mans abrupt and brash statement; but regardless shrugged it off and sent word inside of the chambers to the Dark Lord that Lord Depravious was requesting an audience.

 

[Darth Carnifex]

An azure-robed messenger entered the throne room and began the long trek from the massive gilded double doors to the raised throne at the end of the hall, all the while assaulted by the keen cries of pleasure echoing off of the room's high ceiling.

The Dark Lord of the Sith sat perched atop his mighty black iron throne, but he was not the only occupant. He was currently embracing one of his wives, Salara to be exact, in a rather compromising position with his face buried in her chest and neck while her legs wrapped around his muscular body. It was from her that the sounds of lust exuded, reverberating off of the many walls of the chamber before fading away. It was a boon that the walls of the throne room had been designed as sound-proof, or else this little tryst of theirs could have been heard all throughout the palace's ground levels.

The messenger, obviously not phased by what was going on before him, stopped a respectful distance away from the throne and merely waited until they had finished or when the Dark Lord noticed. Naturally, he did notice, but he made no effort to slow his progress until at last Salara untangled herself from his grip and slipped down to rest wearily against the throne's base. Carnifex then dressed himself and raised his arms to rebind his hair back in a ponytail, "What is it?"

"You have a visitor, my lord. A Lord Depravious, Lord of War and Admiral of the 'Pandryl Kaes' battlegroup." He scoffed audibly, he had heard of this Sith Lord before. He was a rather audacious man, full of drive and tenacity. He respected such qualities so long as they did not supercede the desires of the Empire. He would meet with this man and hear what he had to say, "Grant him entrance, I will meet with him here." The messenger seemed ready to poise a question, but thought better of it and rushed off to deliver the Butcher King's decree. Carnifex shooed Salara off with a departing squeeze and ensured that himself, and his throne, were both presentable before awaiting the Lord's arrival.

[member="Lord Depravious"]​

 

[Lord Depravious]

The messenger of the Butcher King walked through the massive double doors before bowing his head in humility to the Lord of the Sith and beckoning the armor-clad man inside. Shaidin could feel that the messenger held some form of discord and scorn for the man but brushed it off as those types of emotions ran rampant in the Sith Order, it wasn't anything he wasn't used to.

The Sith Lords arms remained folded behind his back as he walked in, his fiery crimson eyes scanning the entire room as a small smirk formed upon his face. If he was to have a throne room - this is definitely what he wanted it to look like. It wasn't as if Shaidin had never sat upon a throne before - or even been in the same position [member="Darth Carnifex"] now was; however, he was truly impressed with the grandeur and honestly it only made his respect for the man he could now see sitting atop the throne grow.

He approached the throne and stopped a few paces before the steps. He took a deep breath in - inhaling through his nose, centering his mind and taking in the smell of the woman who had just recently graced the throne with her presence. His eyes now met that of Darth Carnifex, and immediately he bowed low to the man with deep respects.

"Greetings Darth Carnifex, we meet at last."

 

[Darth Carnifex]

The doors opened and the Lord was granted entry.

In the time since the messenger's departure and the Lord's arrival, several Crownguard had entered the throne room and had taken up positions along the path leading to the throne. Their blood red armor was a contrast to the grayness of the chamber, and they were all still as statues save for the slight turn of their heads as their eyes followed [member="Lord Depravious"]'s journey to their master. None were situated around the throne, only at the entrance, for the Dark Lord did not fear that anyone, let alone the Sith Lord before him, would make an attempt on his life at this moment.

And if it came to that, Carnifex was always prepared.

Depravious bowed and spoke his niceties, and the Dark Lord bade him rise. "Lord Depravious. I must say this is unexpected, I wasn't anticipating visitors." The stink of sex in the air might have indicated as much, but Carnifex didn't bother to comment on the lingering odor. "Why have you come before me today?"

 

[Lord Depravious]

He was beckoned to rise, so he did. While he didn't owe any formal allegiance to this man other than the obvious fact that [member="Darth Carnifex"] was the Dark Lord - Lord Depravious actually had a modicum of respect for the man and his abilities. The guards in the room weren't needed, but the Sith Lord understood why a Dark Lord would have this type of security just by default. If the time ever did come though that the Sith Lord sought out the mantle - which should be the goal of every Sith in their quest for power - he certainly wouldn't walk up to the man in his throne room and challenge him. Shaidin Kamari had a form of honor that could only be understood after years of being by his side - open combat on an open battle field was the only way he would ever seek to seize the type of power that the Mantle of Dark Lord brings.

"As i'm sure your humble servant informed you i've self proclaimed the title of Lord of War. A title that you yourself are probably more deserving of; however, I feel as though you're above such titles 'Butcher King'."

Depravious thought for a moment - very carefully - before he spoke again. The man in front of him was intelligent, and seemingly had the best intentions for the Empire as a whole which was a rare trait to find in any Sith; however, he was still a Sith and intentionally, or unintentionally insulting the man was a grave mistake that few could ever live to tell the tale.

"I'm sure you're also well aware that i've taken up residence on one of your planets, Mygeeto. I come here for several reasons, one of them being that I seek governance over the planet. Currently from what i've read in dossiers of your Empire there are very few Lords whom hold governance over planets such as Lykos, and I believe another Zambrano. A man such as yourself simply doesn't have time to oversee each individual planet you have conquered - after all you rule an entire Empire that is now ever-expanding. I seek governance over Mygeeto - as well as Admiral of the Armada - to which end I will be expanding the amount of ships currently under my control, and increasing the security at our borders exponentially."

Wow what a long winded speech - not entirely what Depravious had in mind; however, he was extremely resolute in his disposition and his eyes now rose to those of Darth Carnifex's his own crimson fiery eyes narrowing at the Dark Lord's in front of him as he awaited his reply.

 

[Darth Carnifex]

The fingers on his right hand tapped the polished armrest of his throne rhythmically throughout [member="Lord Depravious"]'s exceedingly bold request, but he did not interrupt the man throughout it all even as his brow furrowed and his lips curled down in a frown.

Carnifex was wrong. Depravious wasn't just audacious, he was extremely audacious.

He breathed out through his nostrils, exasperated. "Lord Depravious, perhaps you have forgotten the ideals upon which this Empire was built. Governorships and lofty titles are not merely handed out to anyone bold enough to ask, they are gifted to those who show exceptional zeal and tenacity, drive and initiative. You seek the governorship of Mygeeto because you have squatted upon its surface, as have many other Sith such as the Valkyries. I have seen their works and it has pleased me, for they have committed themselves as the arbiters of the Empire and have done so with exemplary passion and reverence. I have been contemplating on awarding them total control over Mygeeto, although competition is healthy for any growing enterprise."

He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and his steepled his fingers before his face in thought. After several moments of silence he came to a decision, "Lord Depravious, I lay before you a task. Prove your loyalty to the Empire and your competency in upholding its ideals, and I may yet grant you part of what you desire. The position of Admiral of the Armada, however, will remain firmly out of your grasp. Commodore may prove acceptable for now, and we will see where you stand in the future."

His tone inferred finality, but he did not dismiss the Sith Lord just yet. "Have you anything else you wish to bring before me, Lord?"

 

[Lord Depravious]

The Sith Lord stood tall and proud as the Dark Lord spoke to him. Though, the mans words were obviously not what the Sith Lord wanted to hear, they were not unexpected. In truth Lord Depravious fully expected out right denial and perhaps for this man to even laugh in his face - instead he was moderately respectful and simply brutally honest.

After such a long winded speech the Sith Lord fell rather silent in this moment and simply bowed his head in humility to the Dark Lord. Having nothing else to say he merely shook his head still staring directly at the ground his fiery crimson eyes didn't dare to look upwards anymore at the Dark Lord.

His hands were still folded behind his back when he rose from the bow and finally spoke quietly.

"No, you received the information I garnered from Tiss'sharl about the banks I assume, so that is all I have to discuss. Thank you for your time, Darth Carnifex."

With that the Sith Lord turned on his heel, and began to walk out of the room and head back to Mygeeto his pride tarnished but not his vision or goal.

[member="Darth Carnifex"]