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[Petra Cavataio]

[member="Marrik Aloxum"]

Some sadly get the short end of the stick. Even though it was her intention not to allow any to fall through the cracks, a few still did. Petra was now working hard to correct the errors. Like she once told a sith, ‘never place faith in others’. She had made that mistake. Her tools were in need of being sharpen; however it would be a little later. She went to the Nightbrothers, a clan under the rule of the Nightsisters that she controlled. Like the Spiderclan, she called forth the initiates to be inspected. So Marrik was called to make an appearance before Mother Superior.

 

[Nyos Val]

It ha been some time since he'd received training from the Sisters. When he was told Mother Superior had called for him specifically, it was a good sign.

Marrik grabbed his gear and went to meet the woman in charge of the biggest clan on Dathomir.


"Mother Petra, you recquested my presence?"

[member="Petra Cavataio"]

 

[Petra Cavataio]

[member="Marrik Aloxum"]

Seated comfortably on a bench for the arrival of her next student, Petra smiled when Marrik arrived. Her right hand rested on a wood case that held five scrolls for the Nightbrother’s trial. However, she wanted to know where he stood with knowledge of their ways. “Yes, I requested you here… We’ll start your trial shortly, but I want to hear from your words what our ways are, Marrik.”

 

[Nyos Val]

[member="Petra Cavataio"]

Marrik looked to Petra confused. Our ways? Marrik had never been counted as one of the rest, nor had he been taught any ways of the Withces besides the few spells he knew.

I know nothing of our ways, just what I was taught to cast the few spells I know. He looked into the eyes of the Mother, he a lowly Brother given audience and guidance from her was astounding in and if itself.

What is it that you expect from me?

 

[Petra Cavataio]

[member="Marrik Aloxum"]

It was some what a surprise with the answer Petra got from Marrik. In her time they made sure Nightbrothers and Jai Warrior were a powerful force. Now she was dealing with world and culture that were result of the Darkness and plague. Firmly declaring with a commanding desire laced in the tone and words, Petra looked at the man and said, “What I expect is you to make through your trials and become a true Nightbrother to serve Dathomir. Got it?”

 

[Nyos Val]

[member="Petra Cavataio"]

The tone used by Mother Petra indicated she was not used to the question he posed. Being born of Dathomir and raised by Dathomir were two different things, Marrik learned to fight, but never the ways of his people. He was merely marked by the horns and facial markings of his people. Nothing else signified him as a Dathomirian Warlock.

"As you wish Mother. What is the first task you wish me to complete. And I must thank you for taking me into your tutalidge. I am greatly honored."

Marrik was ready for action, he wore only his cloak and pants this time, a more traditional look than his Legionnaire armor.

 

[Petra Cavataio]

[member="Marrik Aloxum"]

Petra began with instructing the Nightbrother. “First one must understand is our ways are spilt because of the sides of our magick. We have Allyan Magic and Dathomirian Magick… Allyan Magic is what the Jedi Allya taught us of the force. That is the energy that flows through all of us and in us. Jedi and Sith use this force for their powers. This study was translated into spells and rituals because that is how we understood everything at that time. Our understanding came from Dathomirian Magick and the shamans of old. The green mist, the spirit ichor is from our old ways.”

There was a moment that silence filled before the old witch continued. “As strong as our Magick is, the ichor only exists on this world. We can use potions, trinkets, and effect things off world with the ichor. It can’t be touched if we are off of Dathomir. That is why I also teach Allyan Magic… the force and its strength can be tapped into anywhere in the galaxy. Our trials reflect that and these spells you’ll learn.” Then opened the case in her hands, she showed the scrolls before it was closed again.

 

[Nyos Val]

The knowledge of the Force wasn't new to Marrik, he'd picked up a trick or two in his travels with the Mandalorians, and he knew a handful of Magik spells, hopefully he could learn more of the two and quickly ascend from the rank of Initiate.

"Understood Mother, I am ready to begin."

[member="Petra Cavataio"]

 

[Petra Cavataio]

[member="Marrik Aloxum"]

Petra held the case out towards her student. The scrolls in the case might been older than the man that was going to learn secrets on them. Each word was written in the Witches’ native tongue that was spoken for almost four thousand years. Her gaze was on him as she spoke with her command, “Select one scroll and study the words, understand what the spell is commanding the force to do.”

((Which ever spells you wanted to learn just pick one and we’ll start there and let me know.))

 

[Nyos Val]

Marrik looked over the scrolls. He figured the best one to try now would be one he could use while hunting. Speed was key in catching ones prey. He leaned down and grabbed the scroll containing the Speed of Toocha spell. Presenting it to Petra as his choice, he opened it and began to read over it.

A few dozen times it felt like. The spell would grant Marrik with bursts of incredible speed, allowing him to cover distances quickly and aid jumping distances greatly.

"Mother Petra, I believe I understand the spell. Shall I attempt it?"


[member="Petra Cavataio"]

 

[Petra Cavataio]

[member="Marrik Aloxum"]

The presenting of the scroll let the witch see what spell was exactly chosen. As her student studied the scroll, the words that had been handed down over the generations. Petra glanced around to get a flavor what could be done in the area by such a spell. After all did not a student splat against a wall from the speed boost. Cleaning up that type of mess was never a fun thing; it was a good thing they were not at her meditation chamber.

When Marrik spoke again, Petra gave a smile while taking the scroll and saying, “Then you may demonstrate the first spell.”

 

[Nyos Val]

Closing his eyes and concentrating on the Ichor and feeling the Mother's presence, he spoke. The Ichor sang behind his voice, adding a demonic undertone to the words.

"Matris Allya da Toocha celeritate uinci posse me tempestas prehendat celeritatis praedam."
"Matris Allya da Toocha celeritate uinci posse me tempestas prehendat celeritatis praedam."
"Matris Allya da Toocha celeritate uinci posse me tempestas prehendat celeritatis praedam."

Feeling the power of the Mother seep into his bones. Marrik opened his eyes and thrust forward, aiming to cross the expanse of the village center in the blink of an eye. With the rush of wind by his face, he was standing a few dozen meters away without even truly realizin the distance covered. He then returned to his original position in front of the Mother.

A slight smirk crossed his face.

[member="Petra Cavataio"]

 

[Petra Cavataio]

[member="Marrik Aloxum"]

Observing the Nightbrother evoking the spirits for his abilities to happen, Petra let her mind slightly wander back to times trained her children. It was a brief look back because she felt like such emotions would hinder her. So her focus returned to be fully on the zipping around Nightbrother. It was better for her to do so than hinder herself.

When he returned with a smirk, Petra just remained unmoved. She did lay out a couple of questions to maybe help get him to think the experience over. “How did it feel to call upon the spirits for the boost? And did you enjoy the speed?”

 

[Nyos Val]

[member="Petra Cavataio"]

"The surge of power from the spirits is invigorating as well is the use of said power."

Marrik immedietly began sesrching fot the next spell. It had taken Marrik some time to decide which spell he'd want to learn after the first, he pondered deeply until he came to rest at one spell called Mindspeech. He presented it to Mother Petra. Awaiting permission to proceed.