Operation: Empire Ascendant (TSA Dominion of the Muunilinst Hex)

[Darth Osano]

Post: [02/20]
Location: Muunilinst, Harnaidan, Residential District
Objective: Mind Your Own Business

Maleagant did not want to make an entrance like this again.

He had been sitting in the dark like a chump for maybe half an hour. Twice he had dozed off in the comfy office chair, nearly falling asleep completely if he hadn't jerked awake when his head started lolling to the side. It was all very tragic. If Ols hadn't gotten held up in traffic, Maleagant would have only been in there ten minutes. There was a three speeder pileup. A bunch of panicky Muuns had been trying to stock up on drinking water in anticipation for a protracted Sith Ascendancy siege that Maleagant knew wouldn't be coming. Another variable Maleagant had failed to adjust for was his own eyes. Having waited longer than he should have, his sight became adjusted to the darkness. Now the sudden flood of light shrunk his pupils dramatically and stung his eyes.

While Ols Pacath was was flinching, giving a startled yelp, Maleagant was blinking like an idiot. Already, this was off to a miserable start, but he had come this far. No sense in calling it off now - Mr. Pacath had already seen him. Ols attempted to get the door that had shut behind him to open again, but it was locked. An agent of Maleagant's was tapped into the home's security system. At the very least, that had worked as intended. While rubbing an eye, Maleagant spoke. "Sit down, Ols," he said. "I'm not here to kill you."

Ols stiffened at the door, surprise melting away into indignation. Maybe Maleagant shouldn't have promised not to hurt him so soon.

"Who are you?" He demanded. "What is the meaning of this?"

Ah. That was better. Maleagant's eyes stopped stinging and he gestured to a chair situated across the desk. Usually reserved for Mr. Pacath's guests.

"Take a seat."

 

[Darth Carnifex]

OPERATION: EMPIRE ASCENDANT​

In orbit above Mygeeto

Across the spear of Ascendant-class Star Destroyers the invading Force Hunters had been repelled by sword and blaster, their corpses left to list through the frigid vacuum of space. The ramships were dislodged and promptly annihilated by a controlled burst of the warship's turbolasers, and now it was time to turn their attention back to the meager Mandalorian fleet that continued to fight on against overwhelming odds. As the Star Destroyers moved to close the distance, they found themselves assailed by the surviving Mandalorian starfighters that had now resorted to suicidal runs on the ship's bridge, several of them managing to score lucky hits and exploding in a fantastical fashion against the Ascendant's reinforced hull.

What began as a battle quickly turned into a full rout for the Mandalorian forces, they were woefully unequipped for the might of the nascent Ascendancy's warfleet. They had built themselves upon the bones of a failed regime, and they were poised to suffer the same fate. The outlying ships had been reduced to molten slag, only the Force Hunter's flagship remained. But it was a wounded beast, its starboard side had been torn open with bits of equipment and frozen corpses floating out into the void. Another calculated blast ruptured their engines, causing the vessel to list helpless amidst the wreckage of its brethren. A volley of ion blasts paralyzed it further.

Now the tables had been turned. A veritable flotilla of boarding vessels swarmed the Mandalorian flagship, mooring hooks ejecting from missile tubes to impact the outer hull and reel in the smaller ships towards the metallic surface. It might've been more pragmatic to just destroy the vessel outright and wash his hands of the whole ordeal, but such indignation would not be suffered by the Warmaster of the Sith Ascendancy. Prisoners would be taken, and they would be used to hunt down more of these Force-hating blasphemers.

And they too would suffer a fate worse than death.

 

[Minna]

Location: Dantooine, Outside the Jedi Temple
Objective: Assist those clearing the temple
Allies: [member="Serenity Loveheart"] [member="Lark"]
Post: 1/20

Here she was again, lurking around the footsteps of [member="Krest"]. Many a time she had left on her quest for knowledge or power, maybe to try and cure the illness caused by her countless mistakes, but everytime she ended up back in the shadow of his creations. First the Grey, then the Assassins, now this. There were whispers for sure of this Ascendancy but nothing had initially gave any sign of Krest's involvement. Only the Force told her he was here, as it always had a habit of doing. That was why she stood outside the old Jedi Temple, peering at it's architecture and design with some contempt. It brought back the memories of Minna, her old self, that wretched Jedi she had finally crushed and expelled from her being.

Yes, now there was only Valtryx.

Cloaked in rugged cloth and resting both hands on her wooden stick, she closed her eyes to help focus on the energy around her. The Force connected with Valtryx and she began to shape it to her will, surging through it's threads like she had done several times before on behalf of the Assassins. Her scope and vision widened, until finally she was like the Force itself; albeit it within the temple's grounds. She could sense the conflicts within the temple and the signatures of those who fought for the Ascendancy. On these little beacons she honed in, focusing her meditation on a boy and a girl. Valtryx's dark presence enveloped their mind steadily, offering it's warmth and assistance.

"The Dark Side makes you strong." Her whispers channeled through to them, along with her offering of power. Unless they resisted so adamantly to accept it their strength in the force would be renewed and empowered, the joint energies of their own power and Valtryx's doubling through her meditation."Your foes will fall to ash by your hand." With each word she whispered to them her assistance strengthened, forming a strong bond between herself and the Sith within the temple that gave to them the gifts of the Dark Side.

 

[Lief]

[Post 18/20]
[Muunilinst]
[High Council Tower]
[ [member='Ignus'] ]

They were done here, and not a moment too soon in Maelasi's opinion.

Leos needed to get rest, to mend and heal, and he would not find such with the stresses of government takeovers. If anything it would worsen his condition. So it was that when he turned to leave she did so but a moment later. Two of the Vermillion Guard remained behind to clean up, the rest followed alongside their Captain.

She made no move to try and support Leos as they left the Council Chambers. To do so would undermine his authority here. But the moment they were away from the Muun, the second that they made their way up into the awaiting shuttle, she reached out and took the majority of his weight in her stride until the point that he was able to sit. A short distance, admittedly, but she hated to see him struggle so.

It was her fault he was injured, after all. She hadn't done her job of protecting him.

Something to resolve another time.

 

[Seris Caine]

Muunilinst, Landing Platform

Thankfully they didn't have to resort to going up the skyhook in order to leave the planet. The presence of the Shuttle made life much easier. Once they were out of anyone's eyesight, Mae moved up to take some of his weight from him, for which he was grateful. He allowed her to take him on, and stepped into the shuttle, moving into a seat with her beside him. Sitting down alone worked wonders for his aching body. He'd felt, for a moment or two, as if he was done for there. His body was screaming at him because he'd put too much stress on it in such a short amount of time. Shaking his head, he leaned over against Mae and nodded his head towards the pilot that they were good to.

"You did well, Mae. Thank you."

She would note that even though he'd said she'd done well, he didn't seem pleased. It wasn't a problem with her, however. It had only to do with the fact that they'd had to resort to the task of killing someone to make a statement. He did not enjoy doing such things, but if they hadn't, the Muun would never have learned from their mistakes.

"Let's go to the ship. We can relay to the others what has transpired then."

[member="Maelasi Eramar"]
[Post 19]

 

[Lief]

[Post 19/20]
[Muunilinst]
[Shuttle Leaving Muunilinst]
[ [member='Ignus'] ]

Once he was seated he seemed more at ease. She sat beside him, ready and eager to help should anything arise, and gave one firm nod in his direction. She did not agree with his sentiment, did not believe that she had done a good job in the end. After all, her position and duties were very clear: keep Leos safe. Looking at him now, he was in the worst state she had ever seen him in. Mission most definitely not a success. But at least they had the Muun under their thumb now.

She remained in silence for a little while longer, before the nagging sensation became too much.

"I'm sorry I failed in my duties, Sir. Once we return home, I will place the Captain at your side and seek further training. It will not happen again."

She had looked him dead in the eye when speaking, and now that she was done she looked away. He was leaning against her arm, which she did not mind, but the guilt still gnawed at her. Damn Force Hunter, they were not a thing she had ever factored into her plans. Stupid of her.

 

[Seris Caine]

Muunilinst, The Lambent Shadow

He shook his head at her. She hadn't failed, he'd been stupid. But of course there was no telling her that, he knew. She was going to believe she failed for the time being and that wasn't going to change. So he let it go. Seeking further training wasn't a terrible idea for her anyway. He wasn't equipped to teach her how to be an excellent bodyguard so she was going to have to seek someone else who was skilled in the art of physical combat. That was not him. There were some who were good at it. Kaine. Krest. Even Abyss could probably teach her things. But he would let her decide who to learn from.

Once they were aboard the ship, he sent a message to [member="Darth Carnifex"], [member="Tirdarius"], and [member="Krest"] to alert them to the success of the mission at Muunilinst, but also to let them know that he'd been attacked by Force Hunters, and they should be wary of the same.

When that was done, he accepted her help back to his cabin, where he lay upon his bed and felt entirely better than he had since leaving the hospital. Orange eyes reached up to touch Mae's cheek since they were alone for the moment. He knew she felt horrible. He knew she held herself personally responsible for everything that had happened. To be honest, though, he didn't. In his mind she was perfectly innocent. He'd been the one who had run in trying to help her in her fight even though he wasn't equipped for such. He'd been the one who'd failed to accurately respond to the threat of the Force Hunters. That one in particular had been using Void Stone dust, he was certain.

"Don't hate yourself, Mae. I'm the one who ran in front of her gun."

He smiled and closed his eyes.

"But now I think I'll rest."

[member="Maelasi Eramar"]
[Post 20]

 

[Lief]

[Post 20/20]
[Muunilinst]
[The Lambent Shadow]
[ [member='Ignus'] ]

Soon enough they were back aboard Leos' vessel. She knew that soon enough she would see her own ship again, she worried over the crew though they were more than capable. These days she spent more time on the Shadow than The Eidolon, but that came with the profession. She made a mental note to check in once they were stable.

Walking to the cabin, she took as much of his weight as he was willing to give her. She did not care if the crew saw her supporting him, they knew better than to think he was invincible... And the crew were not men he had to win over. Their loyalty knew no bounds by now.

"Rest" she instructed, as she helped him into bed before sending for a medical droid. She hoped it would arrive after Leos fell asleep, that way it could monitor him in peace without his refusal. There was no point in arguing now, he needed his strength.

So when he closed his eyes, and allowed himself to rest, she remained by his side. She did not move, as she hadn't in the hospital, and kept one hand in his. After all the Force had tried to claim him once before, she would not allow it to do the same again.

Fin​

 

[Darth Osano]

Post: [03/20]
Location: Muunilinst, Harnaidan, Residential District
Objective: Mind Your Own Business

Feeling he had no other option, Ols decided to have himself a seat. He stared expectantly at Maleagant, who folded his hands together and leaned forward. This was all very serious business. The sort of business that was so serious it could only be discussed after ambushing someone in their personal study and locking them in. This entire interaction was best kept discrete and off the books. That is, for the sake of Ols Pacath. Maleagant had precious little to lose if things went sour. There were others he would call upon. Ols was just the first on a list.

"You helped finance a lot of Mandalorian expeditions during the Crusader regime," Maleagant said.

Ols stared at him for another moment and then nodded slowly.

Disliking the Muun's placid expression, Maleagant dipped to the side to fish for a folder he had brought along with him. Once he had it in hand, he cracked it open and surveyed the contents. "Including a treasure hunting expedition by Clan... Brenitik?"

There it was. The carefully measured expression of Ols cracked for a second. Not in an immediately noticeable way, obviously. Someone like Ols Pacath did not achieve the economic and political clout that he had on Muunilinist if he were easily perturbed or caught off guard. Ols merely increased the frequency of his blinking ever so slightly. He had probably been expecting something else.

"Correct."

"And Clan Brenitik is currently aligned with...?" Maleagant shut the crisp folder, looking back at Ols.

Ols took a deep, reluctant breath. "I heard rumors that-"

"The Force Hunters," Maleagant concluded. Ols was a wordy person. Most high-ranking Muuns were. Better to cut to the chase. The Shi'ido placed the folder on the desk and curtly slid it over to Ols. Ols was familiar enough with his own financial history to know what was in it already. That did not make him any more comfortable, of course. Maleagant folded his hands again, resting them neatly on the desk. "You can see how this presents a problem."

 

[Lark]

Location: Kinrath Hive, underneath the Temple
Objective: Exterminate the Pests
Allies Nearby: [member="Serenity Loveheart"] [member="Darth Valtryx"]
Post: 8/20

Lark could smell the rancid, acidic bile that spewed from the Queen kinrath's mouth as it snapped towards Loveheart and stampeded over soldiers that were nothing more than diminutive obstacles in it's path. After regaining from the shock of the tremendous beast's appearance, several soldiers raised their weapons to fire, but Lark held them off. "You'll risk hitting Loveheart," he warned to those nearby. "Besides, there's only so much your weaponry can do against such a beast. And let's be frank, if you fire upon her, the Queen would slaughter you instantly." He could tell a few soldiers took offense to that, but their feelings did not matter to him. "Find the stragglers and finish them off. Leave the Queen to Loveheart and I."

"Are you sure you'll be alright, sir?" A nearby Sith trooper asked.

He chuckled softly, suppressing his displeasure as not being listened to. "Do not trouble yourself with my quandary. Focus on your assignment. Distractions will only serve to get yourself killed." He walked towards the Queen to provide the Sith Knight with support, holding his enchanted sword which burned with the blood of the kinrath. "And besides," he said with melodic confidence, "This Queen has failed to protect her kingdom."

As Lark prepared to dash forward, a foreign voice infiltrated his mind like a parasite invaded it's host. "The Dark Side makes you strong," the voice whispered. "Your foes will fall to ash by your hand." Lark had felt the intoxicating effects of the Dark Side before, he practically grew up around it. But never before had he felt it like this, with waves of shared energy flowing into him. He reached out to the fresh reservoir of power inside of him, granted by this unseen Sith. And as he touched the power, he smiled graciously.

The Queen would be even less of a threat than he thought.

Using the Force, he took hold of one of the appendages of the Queen, crushing it, feeling the bones snap like wood and it's skin tear like paper. He pushed it's larger bones back inside the chest of the beast, folding the leg in on itself and using it like a javelin to impale the kinrath ruler. It struggled on the ground which was covered in thick layers of it's own blood, it spewed out like a gore-filled volcano. Failing to rise, it feebly bit at Lark, and he could feel venomous saliva approach. He caught the small droplets in the air, and let them harmlessly drop to the ground. Finally, he reached out his pale hand and let out a stream of lightning that the greatest thunderstorm would envy. It struck the beast, and Lark never knew whether or not it died instantly. He continued to unleash a barrage of wonderful , deadly energy against the grounded Queen.

Lark stopped when he felt the tips of his fingers begin to singe, his ghostly hands were charred black like cinders. Without looking, he could tell that the battle was nearing it's conclusion. He could feel every death, and his senses threatened to overload. So, this is the Dark Side, he thought as he composed himself.

He looked at the ground, and a small puddle of water that dripped from the ceiling lay by his feet like a crystal mirror. His eyes were on fire. His normally yellow-orange eyes burned with the rage of a thousand supernovas. As he gazed in wonder at his reflection, he saw hell in his own eyes.

Small ashes fell into his burned hand, all that remained of the former Queen of the hive. He studied the ashes and his scorched palm, he knew that the power he just used did not belong to him. But it was a sample of what lay ahead of him, a foreshadowing of what was to come.

 

[Kenrath]

Location: Muunilinst Council Room
Objective: Infrastructure construction
Allies: TSA and Loyalists
Equipment: Black robes, Obsidian Knight saber, Tactical Fighting Blade
Post: 5/20

Once the people Vengeance requested arrived he nodded looking at them.

"Ok great now we need to find a location."

He point to one of the council members.

"You........let's take a tour of the building and see if we can't find a suitable location to fit our needs."

Vengeance turned walking towards the door not waiting for an answer. Once outside he waited for a brief moment for the councilor to start the tour. As they walked Vengeance spoke with the specialist he had requested.

"You have been summoned to set up and establish a secure communications infrastructure. One that is capable of not only system wide coordination but communication back to us at the Circle. Anything but the best work you have ever done in your life will not be tolerated."

Vengeance smiled.

"My fellow Circle Lords have said I can't kill you. They didn't say I couldn't test your pain tolerance levels and I do enjoy my work."

He stopped suddenly point down what looked like a dead end hallway.

"What's down there?"

 

[Darth Osano]

Post: [04/20]
Location: Muunilinst, Harnaidan, Residential District
Objective: Mind Your Own Business

Ols swallowed hard. All the records of that were supposed to have been buried as of a few days ago. But here were hard copies being waved about by a striped stranger. Clan Brenitik's change of allegiance could not have been predicted. That was the problem with Mandalorians, it wasn't easy to project what they were going to do next. It made them risky investments, but usually they paid off. Usually. In this case... He doubted the Ascendancy would be very pleased that Ols had been partnered with a Clan that was part of their newfound enemies at any given point. They'd seize his assets just to be sure and maybe the government of Muunilinst would exile him. As opposed to a summary execution, but only because he was such a nice pillar of the community.

But if this guy was aware of it, this probably-Sith, why hadn't they moved on him already? Did they just like to gloat? Maybe they wanted to hear Ols beg. Ols was not a begging man. Not any more. He was more of a negotiator these days.

"Those investments were months ago, before any of this."

"I doubt the Ascendancy will see it that way," Maleagant replied. "Once you're in business with someone, you're in business for life."

Ols frowned. Maleagant continued. "Ascendancy Intelligence has no idea who you are or what you've done. For now."

The Helix Syndicate had been operating in these sectors before Maleagant's fellow Sith had come anywhere near the region. Its connections ran deep, deeper than the fledgling Ascendancy Intelligence division could aspire to in its current state. If the Syndicate wanted something found, it would be found, as was the case with Ols' dealings. Just as well, if records needed to be obliterated from the public record...

"I can keep it that way. Permanently. As a favor."

 

[Darth Carnifex]

OPERATION: EMPIRE ASCENDANT​

In orbit above Mygeeto

It was all over.

The Mandalorian's flagship was a smoldering ruin, a lifeless husk drifting through the darkness and into oblivion. They had but put quite a fight when his soldiers had boarded their ship, and while many on both sides had died the Warmaster's will could not be denied, and what he coveted was now within his grasp. The leader of this small insurrection had attempted to take his own life as the Blackblades breached the bridge, but thanks to quick shooting by his men he had only blown half of his face off as a result instead of splattering the contents of his cranium all over the captain's chair. He was now being treated in the Ascendant's medbay by Doctor Vain.

As for the other prisoners? They were confined to the brig and were being subject to torture and interrogation by Németh who undoubtedly would deprive many of them of their limbs and other extremities, but so long as they lived and were coherent enough to be questioned then the Warmaster wouldn't object. The Warmaster himself had retired to his personal sanctum onboard the Ascendant, a small Sith meditation chamber lit by candelabra and decorated with various Sith idolatry. The battle had been quick and ultimately unsatisfactory to the Sith Lord's lust for carnage, and while some beast in him hungered for more bloodshed the rational part of him cautioned restraint now that the battle had concluded and offered deep meditation to further attune and calibrate himself to the Dark Side of the Force.

He had, however, allowed himself some pleasure before falling into his meditative state. In the darkest corner of the chamber sat the bloodied and disfigured body of one of the Force Hunters he had personally captured when they boarded his ship. The man's armor had been stripped away along with any other auxiliary clothing, and his body had been marred and maimed by the steel kiss of a blade. He may have been unrestrained, but the Sith Lord did not anticipate that he would be attempting to leave anytime soon, his body had been broken down to the point that he could not longer move his limbs or even move his head.

All he could do was breath and stare in abject terror at the man sitting idyllically in the center of the room.

However the silence would soon be broken. The Sith Lord stirred from his stupor at the sound of his wrist-communicator beeping with urgency, and at its activation he was greeted by the voice of one of his bridge communications officers. "Pardon the intrusion, your excellency, but we have received a transmission from Muunilinst. It's from Lord [member="Ignus"], the summit was a success but he was waylaid by these Force Hunters as well." That was interesting, it meant that the attack instigated against him was not an isolated incident, but rather part of a greater campaign to disrupt Ascendancy operations in this sector. He doubted that this would be the last he saw of these mongrels, he'd have to be better prepared next time.

But for now? It was time to indulge his desires once more.

 

[Poe]

Location: Crystal Cave
​Objective: Crystal Shopping
Allies: Ostara ​l [member="Serenity Loveheart"] l [member="Krest"]
​Enemies: Insects (Yuck!)
Post: 13.20




​The insects were relentless, trying post haste to take me and my furry companion down; but our joint resolve was much more stronger than their swelled numbers. Soon, the insect hoard began to dwindle measurably; until only a few remained among their fallen brethren. When the last of the bugs were squashed, I powered down my weapon, taking a deep breath to collect my thoughts. It's one thing to fight a numerous enemy, it's another thing to fight a numerous enemy that failed to grasp the word retreat. Carrying an insect limb in her mouth, Ostara pranced over to me, dropping the limb at my feet as a symbol of an offered gift.

​Rubbing her head, I said to her, ​"You did well, 'ol gal." ​I motioned for Ostara to go claim a belly's worth of food, for I had work to do among the crystal cave. Disturbingly, I glided through the several crystal formations and their infant pods, those still waiting to bloom with crystals themselves, looking for that perfect crystal. Sith, as I had been told once, relied on synthetic based crystals, but that was not for me. I wanted my weapons, like the current one swaying on my sash, to contain natural crystals in their hilts; for corrupted sentimental purposes.​

 

[Kenrath]

Location: Muunilinst Council Room
Objective: Infrastructure construction
Allies: TSA and Loyalists
Equipment: Black robes, Obsidian Knight saber, Tactical Fighting Blade
Post: 6/20

Vengeance made his way down the hallway without waiting for an answer. Pushing open the door and looking in he smiled. It was smaller than he would have liked............only big enough for two terminals but it was the best option location wise. With any luck based on the layout of the building itself the room could be expanded without compromising the integrity of the whole building. He turned to the group.

"This room. Here is where it should go."

He turned motioning down the hallway.

"Single point of entry makes it easy to defend. An attack from any sizable force would be bottle necked making their number count for nothing. It location in the overall structure means it can't be hit directly with artillery, rockets, or missiles."

He looked around the group.

"Where is the closest turbolift?"

Vengeance frowned.

"That is kind of far away. That means you are going to have to shut down this entire wing of the building during construction."

 

[Darth Ferus]

Location: Farmer's Union
Objective: Make a deal.
Allies: TSA [member="Satia"] , [member="Lark"] [member="Serenity Loveheart"] [member="Darth Valtryx"]
Enemies: Politics
Post: 10/20

In the midst of his talks to the farmers Krest felt something he had not for a very long time. A friend, an enemy. He would leave the farmers to the representatives he had called and step outside the building to search for his speeder. Unfortunately, someone had taken his speeder. With a frown he looked around the area in a hope it was simply misplaced, but part of him knew someone had taken it, and he knew who it was.

So he hoofed it. He ran across the fields and soon enough he would end up before the temple. The violence below was coming to a close, but that wasn't what he was here for. It was easy to find the woman, and Krest stepped right over to the Yodaling, a smile on his face.

"Hello Valtryx."

 

[Poe]

​Location: Crystal Cave
Objective: Crystal Shopping
​Allies: Ostara ​l [member="Krest"] l [member="Serenity Loveheart"]
Enemies: None Currently
​Posts: 14.20




​I finally settled on the crystal I wanted, taking great care to pluck it from the formation. As I looked into the crystal, examining it for cracks and imperfections, I could feel the gentle humming not only through the Force but in the palm of my hand. The gem was a thing of magnificent beauty. Retreating to a darkened corner of the cave with the crystal, it was time to bring this in tune with me.

​I wanted to ensure that I properly attuned this crystal, so I went into a deep meditation conjuring up visions of horror; something I always felt comfortable with during these sessions. The crystal's destiny was to be wholly corrupted, and I wanted to ensure the colorful gem would reflect my own corruption. Slowly I began to dip my dark side energy into the crystal, feeling the hum change slightly as it accepted it. Attuning a crystal was no easy feat, crystals could be damaged if not properly handled during this transformation; and I didn't want to have to repeat the process with a new crystal.

​Beads of sweat began to crop up on my forehead, with an occasional cascading of sweat riding down the sides of my cheek. I pushed away the annoying distraction, concentrating harder on my task in the process. When I finally opened my eyes, the once colorful gem now turned to a jet black color, it's gentle humming transformed into howls and screams. I eyed the crystal ignoring the rumblings in my stomach, feeling the tendrils of victory wash over me. I stood up, wrapped the crystal in a soft cloth made of human flesh, and finally tucked my crystal away safely in my satchel. I called Ostara to my heels, for it was time to hunt for food.

 

[Minna]

Location: Outside Dantooine Jedi Temple
Objective: Assist those clearing the temple
Allies: [member="Lark"] [member="Krest"] [member="Serenity Loveheart"]
Post: 2/20

Valtryx's eyes opened at the sound of a familiar voice, calling back her energy from the young Sith within the temple. The power she had lended to the boy seemed to have worked extremely well, the death of the Queen helping to fuel the both him and Valtryx through their bond. Because of this she felt empowered as she turned to look up to Krest, pulling down her ragged hood to reveal her worn yet familiar face.

"Some time, it has been." She nodded at him in greeting, her eyes flickering to examine him up and down. "A new following, I see you have." A gesture with her head towards the temple suggested she meant the Sith within it, who so far seem to be able to handle themselves well. "I lended my aid for a moment. Impressive, the boy was."

"Is this your new endeavour, hmm?"

 

[Sebastian Blood]

Post: 1
Location: Crystal Cave


https://youtu.be/JFUsPfuwjpw

The old man stood in the shadows of the cave looking in and listening very intently. He had heard of the Sith coming to this place to claim it as their own, but as of yet he had not come across one. He was becoming quite frustrated at all the walking and the strain it provided on his leg, but that only served as fuel to press on.

He had come to this cave once he had felt a presence there in the Dark Side, a malice, dark presence. Whether his finding here proved to be Sith or something else it would benefit him to investigate regardless. Call it ambition or curiosity that brought him to follow the presence here.

He did not simply walk in foolishly as that was a way to seek death. He just stood there leaning his weight onto his cane as he searched forward through the cave. On his left was a male Hellhound withdrawn named Loki and on his right was the female named Friga. They were commenting on the situation in his mind through the Force, but he paid them no heed.

His attention was now to the figure coming from the cave. It was too dark to tell gender, age, race, or species, but he did sense the presence he had felt radiating from that person so silently he waited, standing in her way out.

[member="Darth Sarcophago"]​

 

[Poe]

​Location: Crystal Cave
​Objective: Open
Allies: Ostara l [member="Krest"] l [member="Serenity Loveheart"] l [member="Darth Ragnarok"]
​Enemies: Hunger
Posts: 15.20



​With Ostara walking in step with me, we both headed toward the cave's exit to go searching for food, mainly for me since she had her fill of insect carcasses when I felt a disturbance in the Force. A quick assessment of the situation provided me there was an individual up ahead radiating with the dark side; but their Force signature was alien to me. I knew most of the Sith that walked under the flag of the Sith Ascendancy, this individual was new. Despite the dark side aura, I proceeded cautiously, because there were Sith in the galaxy that did not form an allegiance with us, and in fact some were enemies of the state.

​I stopped abruptly, leaving enough measurable distance between myself and the newcomer. The darkness of the cave concealed my physical appearance, while I can see this newcomer easily as he stood at the threshold of light at the cave's exit. The older white hair male stood with the aid of a cane, but that didn't mean he was crippled or using the stick for accessory purposes. Ostara growled once, and fell silent immediately when I ruffled her head's fur.

​"If you come seeking crystals old man, they rest beyond the veil of this darkness in great abundance. The protectors are no more, so you can thank me when you're ready," I said adding a bit of venom in my tone. ​"Unless of course it is me you came to seek, then I'm not sure if you are wise or a fool in doing so. Regardless, you are in my way. And I'm very, very hungry," ​I added stepping out of the darkness so he can relish in my greatness.