Meeting of the Minds

[Darth Vyrassu]

The room was dim, the lights flickered. Darth Vyrassu sat on his throne deep within the Imperial Citadel on Dromund Vatsu.

He mediated on the force as he awaited his guest. His Imperial Forces had gone to gather the guest and Vyrassu had told his guards this guest was allowed in the throne room. For she was special. Vyrassu felt her through the force and had heard about her leaving the One Sith and had to know why. Maybe he could even convince her to aid him in his journey to form the Order of the Jen'ari back to its Original Glory, the Jen'ari Empire, only time would tell, yes this would be a meeting of the minds.

[Member=Darth Venefica]

 

[Via Dolorosa]

Her former Master had taught her many things, but none more religious as never trust another Sith. If they feel weakened by your presence, they will attempt to kill you. If they felt they could gain momentum off your broken body, they would ride it to glory. Darth Venefica never feared another Sith, the small collection of lightsaber hilts and other trinkets she kept stored away was testimony to one fact; in terms of the Sith, she was an apex predator. However, since her self departure from the blind fools that called themselves One Sith; she had been never more pleased with herself.​

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With the escort arrayed around her, she allowed them to lead her to the meeting. The hilt that dangled and slapped against her side was just for show, for she long learned that the technological symbol of the Sith, and Jedi, was moot compared to who and what she really was. Where the young and uneducated needed to reach for the metal cylinder to showcase their power, she need only to speak words; and if the dead was strewn around, she could raise them like farmers raising crops.​

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Hostility, for this gathering, had no place. The Lord of this planet shared some of the same views as she did. He no doubt felt the shift in power, the growing storm of change promising to cast deadly floods and wash the sinners away. She believed that this Darth Vyrassu had heard the propaganda fables spewing from the cracked lips of the One Sith fascists. ​

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Their lies bred from the wombs of insecurity. Most that called themselves Sith drank the juice poured into their brainwashed glasses. The One Sith leadership spoke the words stripping her of her accomplishments; yet without her, the One Sith Empire would be nothing more than a floundering fish gasping for life on the beaches of the galaxy.​

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[member="Darth Vyrassu"]​

 

[Darth Vyrassu]

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Vyrassu could feel [member=Darth Venefica]'s presence the moment she landed. One of his many abilities was sensing the power of one's being from great distances. It would be only a short time before she came before him. He knew what he wanted to say to her, to ask her. Her reputation proceeded her. A trait Vyrassu had come to like about her and her had not even meet her yet but only heard of her. Vyrassu did believe this was the answer to re-growing his Empire. He held secrets that the One Sith would love to get thier hand on but instead he was going to pass it along to Darth Venefica once he could trust her, of he ever could.

Vyrassu knew how the Sith worked. Power was the key to everything in the darkside, without power you had nothing. But in order to have power you must have knowledge, if your not intelligent expect to be replaced. Vyrassu was considered a void in the force, some even claimed he was the force's master due to his immense power with it and the darkside, not to mention he had cheated death for 5,865 years.

The black Durasteel doors opened up and in walked Darth Venefica. Behind her the Imperial Shadow Troopers closed the doors leaving the two Sith alone to speak. Vyrassu awaited for Venefica to get closer before taking a moment to examine her. YES! She was everything he had sensed and her looks were truly a dominating feature as well. Vyrassu took a breath and then exchanged before speaking to her.

The Circle closes, the end begins. The One Sith defends Balmorra from the Galactic Republic, a faction you once stood with, yet you agree to meet me and stand here before me. I can only assume it has something to do with the One Sith branding you a traitor. But I ask you to inform me why you are known as a traitor to them when they would not even meet with me upon my request to save them from thier pitiful fate to come at the hands of the Galactic Republic. So tell me, why do you agree to meet me if you know I still have ties to the One Sith? You obviously are not frightened by most like most are even know you should realize I could have you killed before you could even take your next breath, but rest assured I have no intentions of bringing you harm. I have plans for you, something that would be beneficial to the both of us I presume. So let's hear your true thought about what I have said and what your comments are about the one Sith.

Vyrassu places his arms on the arm rest of his throne and folded his hand in front of his face. The only thing that could be seen of his face was his mouth and tendrils indicating he was infact a true Sith species. The rest of his face hidden by his hood. Vyrassu continued to examine Darth Venefica as he quietly vent her presence and awaited her reply very interested in what she had to say.