Pain is a understatement. Mandos & Pubs vs One Sith [Temple of Pain]

[Ellie Mors]

Location: South of the Temple of Pain
Allies: The Republic, [member="Corvus Raaf"]
Enemies: The One Sith, [member="Naga Itesak"]
Objective: Let The Storms Begin
Gear: Plates of Scorn, Maw of Midnight, Offering Crystal (1)
Theme: Straitjacket Supermodel by Eve to Adam

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[media]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3QXmeaITHCM[/media]

Thump. Thump. The front of her gauntlets slammed into the drop pod's interior above her, trying to force the damn thing open, to no avail - though, really, she should have expected as much from a hunk of steel that survived a drop from the upper regions of the atmosphere and anti-air fire, or some sort of collision at least. A grunt, clench of her jaw, and the Alua'an dropped down towards the ground and then leaped straight up with a force-propelled jump, combining her own physical strength with the propulsion that only the force could have provided her. In a fraction of a second she collided full-on, hard, against the top of the interior of the craft to be greeted with the sound of steel groaning, along with a sharp exhale of breath as hers left her from the shock of such an impact. "Kark." Braith weezed hoarsely as she dropped to the base of her pod. While the craft most certainly had a dent put into it, so had her back. Regeneration or not, that was going to bother her for a short while at best. Leaning over to the wall - hardly even far enough for her to actually call such leaning - she ran the tip of her tongue along the length of her lower lip, tasting blood where, just a few minutes prior, a small gash had been when her crash landing had been made. Another grunt and she placed both of her armor-covered hands up to the ceiling, leaving her spear by her side for a moment, and gathered a good deal of strength to push up against the steel cap. Of course it didn't budge but perhaps a few millimeters, but with the application of a telekinetic blast from the palms of her gauntlet-clad hands the pod was quite literally ripped in half - albeit not cleanly.

With the world around her exposed, and the hole that had evidently came up to the lowest point of the exposed interior of the pod, Braith reached for the spear at her side, the Maw of Midnight, and slowly clamored out from the wreckage. It appeared the Sith were, obviously, aware that a slightly less-than-stealthy strike team had landed on the surface of the planet, more specifically nearest the temple and the outskirts of the city than anywhere else, and had already began to take defensive positions to ensure their little bastion of knowledge was safe from the prying eyes - and ruining hands - of the Jedi, Mandalorians, and their allies. She doubted the Jedi, or perhaps even the Mandalorians, would care to purge the knowledge and architecture of this temple rather than try to eliminate any threats, perhaps Sith Lords. Unfortunately for these dark-side worshiping clowns, Braith was no Jedi, she was no muscle-headed Mandalorian, nor was she anywhere in between. Awake after ten thousand, two hundred, and ninety-four years of slumber to gaze into the eyes of a woman that could look into her very soul with a gaze that could paralyze the mind and numb the body, Braith was the vessel of destruction that had come to lay waste to these fools, to show them just how devastating power could be when put into the hands of someone who used it. All that knowledge? She had no doubt it was wasting away in the heads of students who utilized it only to learn more, to study, never once obtaining the proper experience, not once knowing just what horrible dark secrets, what regrets, could lie just beyond the corner. But she knew, she understood just what anger, pain, sadness, and confusion could cause. Destruction on one world, with no escape, had already been wreaked once - there would be no second time, not here, not anywhere.

Before her, just north of where she stood, was the Temple of the Sith and the doors that led to the halls within.

Forwards she strode with spear in hand, white-hot and ready.

 

[Khallesh]

[member="Animus Malgus"]
[member="Sifa Tirel"]

Khallesh noticed that the newcomer’s rebuke had taken more breath that she had expected to use on her own response. So she decided to ignore him. Bred a warrior she was more than capable of engaging in simple conversation whilst jogging towards a potential battle.

“I am Khallesh Val,” she replied curtly, casting an appraising eye over the girl as they ran towards the furore. She was about to say ‘You are very small, I assume you are not a fighter.’ However, she noticed the ligthsaber in the human’s hand and her oddly coloured eyes. Several of the Jeedai she had encountered fighting for the One Sith had yellowed eyes as well.

“You are Jeedai then?” she asked instead. She did despised having to use their clicky language with its hard tones, but it was preferable than listening to any infidel protocol droid use their own tongue. It sounded as if a large force was landing to assault the temple directly. How fortunate to have such a boring day interrupted for glory!

 

[Taeli Raaf]

Location: Arriving
Allies: Mandalorian and Republic forces
Enemies: [member="Sage Bane"] (eventually, I was promised a magic show after all) and other Sith forces

The message had been nice, the schematics even better. It always helped to cultivate ... well not necessarily allies but assets when it came to Sith ... and it seemed Nulgath had seen fit to begin his plans. The joint attack on this Temple of Pain by the Republic and Mandalorians might just help build some bridges, although she would give certain members of that contingent a wide berth ... mainly Kezeroth.

Making sure her Jedi Shade robes had not bunched up in the drop pod landing, she also double checked her lightsabers before moving towards the foreboding temple. Why the Sith thought it was a good idea to build something like this here, just to add insult to injury for the people of Fresia, she had no idea. Killing two million people had been felt by plenty of Jedi and Force users, and such actions always had repercussions on morale and the people of a galactic power. If that could happen to them, could it happen to me would be the usual question.

She had no idea who the headmaster would be here, but the team with her had plenty of explosive. It was time to repay the Sith for the renovation savings they had done for the Jedi on Ruusan. Maybe they would appreciate some new doors or a skylight?

 

[Rapax]

Physical location: just on the outskirts of the pod crash site
Allies: one sith and it's allies
Enemies: Republic and its allies Braith
Equipment: Nagas Light sabers and hidden blade and one dauntless blade. Graug Hunting bow and arrows

On Naga's way out the door he stopped by the armory and grabbed a graug hunting bow and about 10 normal arrows and 10 explosive arrows. He wanted an excuse to use a bow and arrow for a long time and not all battles are won up close and personal. Sometimes the advantages are given to you from afar, Naga enjoyed the hunting bow the most it gave the most thrill when used it felt old school. But he could he used to it before he bolted finally out the door to the pod crash site. He was quiet and hidden from all senses as was a gift his species had, He kept to the top of the trees when he reached the pod. he saw the armored figure coming out of the pod. He observed her looking for any weak spots in her armor to plant an arrow into, The adrenaline pumping into his veins he finally gets to kill a jedi and the thought made him feel a twisted sense of joy as it had been century's since he fought a jedi. When he sees a opening pulled out a non explosive arrow and pulled back on it and aimed at the neck. he waited till she was a bit closer to ensure he wouldn't miss, he had one shot to make a surprise attack on this jedi and he had to make it count if this battle was going to end in his favor. the air was quiet there was nothing but the sound of the jedis foot steps through the marshy land scape, Naga held his breath for a moment to steady his aim and when the jedi was close enough. He let loose the arrow and quickly moved to a new location in case this shot failed.

 

[Darth Assimilus]

Location: Temple of Pain, Heading to Generators.
Allies: Himself Mandos & Republic
Enemies: [member="Khallesh"] [member="Sifa Tirel"] [member="Sage Bane"] [member="Darth Ferus"] One Sith
Objective: Observe and strike the weak.

The greeting sounds of battle were apon the Temple now! Nulgaths eyes lit up with a smile. " The jedi are here.." he stood up telling the few that remained in the room with him. As the bodies moved about in the halls and within the Internal Library itself Nulgath drove himself to a self and took down a single book. In the past the book provided knowledge about Force Walk, The Netherworlds and a complex theory. Without looking around the Knight stashed it in his armored robes and began to leave the Library. It was forbidden to remove a piece of text from the temple, but for now Nulgath would remain on the Temple grounds.

The Text he had stolen provided everything he needed for later plans, but now his focus was mainly on leaving. Staying would mean death by Sith trial and court. All the information of sabotage would lead directly to Darth Mudrac himself after the battle ended. And so putting his armored mask Nulgaht began jog joining the crowds of people within the Temple to go outside. Exiting the Temple Darth Mudrac smiled as he could feel and see [member="Kezeroth the Beholder"] rushing to the main gate and somewhere hidden the familiar presence of [member="Taeli Raaf"] lurked as well.

In the short distance the Inquisitor eyed [member="Khallesh"] and [member="Sifa Tirel"] run into battle. His eyes fixed on his targets, they would be the first to die by his own hands. Now Sprinting after them from behind Nulgath very quickly started to catch up. " You two! Wait!" he shouts out to them as he continued to pose as their ally. Placing a hand on his Shoto Saber hilt with a reverse grip he waited for them to respond.

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Objective: Giant Slaying
location: the main gate
Enemy: [member="Kezeroth the Beholder"]
Ally: One Sith
Post 2

Lord Sebastian realised a good battle and so the fight coming to him felt like Christmas. He left his office, making his way down the halls. He opened the main door to the temple and was greeted by an explosion. He watched the front gate come apart as he continue his slow decent down the stairs.

A few Mandalorians came at Sebastian, he just dodged their incoming fire and used his cane as a sword. He'd first disarm them and then using the Force he'd light them ablaze with temperatures able to cook them alive. Then he saw the giant and smiled, he'd enjoy taking this one down and then he'd take down [member="Taeli Raaf"], this time he would not underestimate her.

 

[Sage Bane]

Objective: Defend the Temple
Location: Hall of Sorrows
Allies: One Sith
Enemies: [member="Taeli Raaf"]
Gear:

Spoiler

Zeyd-cloth black robes with armorweave underclothing
lightsaber
Sessile trio-staff
The Blade of the Satvas

When it was clear that the Temple was under attack, Sage initially suspected the Rebel Alliance. After all, the terrorists had been a bane to the One Sith for weeks, hitting both Csilla and Coruscant in succession. As the Sith Lord reached out with the Force to scan the Temple grounds, it was crystal clear that this attack was different. There was the unmistakable presence of the Light Side present. Sage hissed through his teeth. Jedi were here. At his Temple. How they got through Sith space he did not know, but it was unimportant now.

Mobilization of the Temple was currently in progress. Fragments of battle cries, klaxons' wails, and Sith Spawn growls echoed through the stone structure's halls. Sage stood in the middle of the Hall of Sorrow, his shadow long upon the marble floor. The shape of it undulated, and out of his cast shadow sprang ten Hadzuska Rowa, lupine Sith Familiars, their bodies huffing, red eyes glowing with malice. With a mental command, he sent the shadow beasts right through the front entrance of the Temple. The Sith familiars would not only be his eyes, but his Force sense as they loped across the Fresian landscape. Like probe droids, they would send images and sensations back to him where he stood in the Hall of Sorrow.

Sage's Hadzuska Rowa spread out around the Temple grounds, and harnessing their Master's mentalism powers, sent out tendrils of the Dark Side. These ropes of dark energy sought to touch any sentient minds and infiltrate thoughts, memories, faces, names. Information was power, and to know one's enemy was to crush them. The Jedi would deeply regret the error of their ways as they soon became painfully aware that this place lived up to its namesake.

 

[Bolt]

Objective: Defend the Temple
Location: Temple of Pain
Allies: One Sith / [member="Naga Itesak"]
Enemies: [member="Braith"] / [member="Corvus Raaf"]
Gear: Thermoguard Bodyglove Demon Armor / Swords / Amphistaff / Tsaisi

As the woman on the field moved closer towards the Temple, Zaiden smiled as he allowed his shadows to move about his body like smoke. The Master of Light and Shadows was once again embracing the Darkside, and was ready to show himself to the galaxy once again.

While he waited, Zaiden muttered a single phrase, "Dwomutsiqsa." With that, and a portion of his energies, a large being made of murky smoke appeared. As large as a Wookiee, with the capabilities of a true demon, it would be a powerful aide.

Then, with a gesture he sent the Demon towards the approaching Master. As it moved away, Zaiden lifted a hand to begin draining energy from all nearby beings. Most were simply acolytes, or servants, but it wouldn't take long to regain the energies he had spent on his powerful ally. Not with a building filled with batteries for him to suck dry.

When it got near, the Smoke Demon would launch itself at the woman whom would be its opponent. While in mid air, it would take on the darkest of the woman's fears. The absolute worst thing that could be imagined would be shown, to an extent that the most powerful beings to have faced the Demons - such as Luke Skywalker - said they had never felt such an overwhelming terror.

 

[Corvus Raaf]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=viMn4BNlm3I

Fresia was a planet Corvus had yet to visit and her first response to the request to travel there was to decline. For a start the expedition was being led by a Mandalorian — and they had recently proven they could not be trusted, give their attack on Ruusan.

Add the fact that the leader of the attack was a Dark Jedi and Corvus was even less inclined. But Jedi had pledged to attend and she felt honour bound to protect them from all of the Dark-siders they would encounter — on both sides of the fight.

So she headed to the The Temple of Pain in a stealth fighter, launched from one of the Kenobi Class Praxeum ships. The planet had recently been subjugated by the One Sith. The Temple was allegedly built by a Hand of the Dark Lord, Sage Bane — although she suspected someone helped him with plumbing at least. It’s location was relatively easy to find as it had been located next to one of the biggest Alchemical basins in the galaxy — a crater filled with the blood extracted from ritual sacrifices of the One Sith during the conquest of Fresia.

As she closed in, she could feel the Dark-side of the Force — such was its presence. It would make fighting harder, but then…you should never tell the Corellian the odds.

 

[Darth Ophidia]

Spoiler

Objective: Defend the temple.
Location: Temple of Pain.
Enemies: TBA
Allies: One Sith love.
Gear: Armour, Tsaisibola, Nagajj, standard lightsabre.

She floated, immersed in darkness that clung to her skin like water. It was cold, heavy. It threatened to pull her in and drown her if she only let it. It beckoned her to let her mind slip for only a second. A second of weakness, and she would be consumed. Somewhere in the darkness, she felt a tremor, like a ripple through the heavy liquid. As her mind probed into the source of it, she found it to be sounds. What was the source of this? Was she diving deeper? No, she was surfacing. Whatever the source was, it was happening around her in the physical realm. She allowed herself to hear. Klaxxons, Klaxxons everywhere. A thud? Distant, but loud. Presences, several, some light, some dark, foreign presences. Darth Ophidia started to feel her body once more. She smelled the stale scent of old flimsiplasts; she felt the hardness of the tiled floor under her seat and the dull ache of a body that had been sitting still for an extended period of time. How long had her meditation lasted? Her eyes opened like old doors; her irises like burning embers against an ashen face. She remembered where she was as she saw the books strewn around her with open pages concerning various matters of the Force.

With a groan of annoyance, the Rattataki stood up. Her joints creaked in protest as she forced them to move. However, they soon softened up as the blood again flowed freely through her limbs. Darth Ophidia rotated her shoulders to limber them up. Then, by gripping her own jaw and scalp, she twisted her head with a series of resounding cracks. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as she could feel her spine settling. After few more rotations of various parts of her body, she felt ready to move on. Her right boot snuck under her helmet before kicking it up into her left hand.

The Klaxxons still sounded. Obviously, something was up, and she did not intend to sit around doing nothing about it. Ophidia’s right hand swept to her side, checking that her lightsabre still hung in its clasp, which it did. She would rather check now, than find it missing later. As she did, she felt the Baton of Silence tighten around the waist of her cuirass. Darth Ophidia set out to leave the Eternal Library and made her way into the Hall of Sorrows. On her way, she could swear she saw a wolf, or was it a shadow. Sorcery of some form perhaps. This was the playground of such types after all.

One may wonder, why did she sit armoured while meditating in a library over a pile of books? Well there's a very good reason for that.

 

[Turin Val Kur]

The pod hissed open, revealing the dark temple ahead that was to be their target. He could feel the Dark Side strongly from that place which further validated his duty to destroy all that called the Dark their home. As the strike team ran forward he saw a familiar face in the crowd.

"Corvus?" He chuckled as he joined in the rush. She was the last person he expected to show up to a place like this. She always made herself out to be so pure, the epitome of what a Jedi should be, so the fact she was joining Forces with what he could only assume to be a Dark Jedi was surprising. He expected her to be sitting in a comfy chair along with the rest of the sheepish council of this Galaxy. He shrugged away his thoughts and ran forward, the Force fueling his speed. They would need all the help they could get, and Corvus was no slouch, at least he hopped she wasn't.

 

[Caleb Brolen]

Location: Outside Temple
Allies:Republic and Mando
Enemies: Sith
Objective: Guard Ship

As Jedi and Mandos poured out of the drophip I took my time as I walked out. When I descended the ramp I saw people running towards the shield generator but I stayed back at the ship to guard it. All of this would be for nothing if we can live to tell anyone about it. I then felt something in the force, someone of immense power coming down to the planet. However it wasn't dark like everything else on this planet. It was light and patience. I looked in the air to see a stealth fighter descend onto the planet and I smiled a little. I then said to myself "I was wondering when you she would show up". I then focused again when I heard the sounds of blaster fire again, hopefully no a Sith wouldn't think about attacking our only route of escape.

 

[Darth Assimilus]

Location: Temple of Pain, Gates.
Enemes: One Sith, [member="Darth Ophidia"] [member="Razor Shot"] [member="Sage Bane"] [member="Naga Itesak"] [member="Khallesh"] [member="Sifa Tirel"]
Allies: Mando and Republic,[member="Caleb Brolen"] [member="Turin Val Kur"] [member="Corvus Raaf"] [member="Taeli Raaf"] [member="Braith"] [member="Vilaz Munin"]
Engaging: [member="Lord Sebastian"] ... You want some?
Equipment: See page one

He was bull rushing through the untrained and over powering the experienced. Kezeroth was determined to destroy the generators and begin a good demolition on the Temple of pain. Halting to a slide the Gen'dai smiled as he noticed a single Sith managing to get through some mandalorians. After the Sith was done the giant could feel the mans gaze from afar, so Kezeroth reacted rather harshly. " You want some lil Sith?!" he grumbled aloud as he began to descend down the hill towards [member="Lord Sebastian"]. The raw darkside connection the giant possessed surged about his aura.

Taking aim with his LJ-50 Concussion Rifle Kezeroth fired two quick shots at the Man, both shots flashed purple and traveled fast due to the weapons sonic properties. If they made contact with anything they would explode in a 5ft radius.

" Come get some sith!"

 

[Mythos]

Allies: [member="Darth Ophidia"] @Lord Sabastian [member="Darth Ferus"] @Kaleesh
enemies : [member="Caleb Brolen"] [member="Turin Val Kur"] [member="Corvus Raaf"]
Location: The Gates
Engaging: [member="Kezeroth the Beholder"]



Animus was Dashing through the Place like a madman, Blasting bolts of Fire everywhere as he jumped off the edge of the platform covering the bridge and there he saw him... The Gendai. Feeling a presence he himself could not interpret and sung with the woeful array of the Dark Side he rushed into battle.
Animus, never one to think up a strategy more complicated that Attack dove in and did just that. With A quick switch of Illusions in the ground making an Array of Duplicates around his foe. Animus but was nowhere near those, He Came from the Sky.. Force jumping what seemed impossible altitudes Animus executed a Juyo maneuver and an Ability he had Only read about.

Yet it never actually Worked.... Force Slam. It was not intended for the objective below him but for whatever it was that was around, like an EMP wave to knock out everything around him. Yet his Aim was for the Gendai's head....

One hand free to counter any Moves but Juyo did not allow him the luxury of dedicated sense other than his battle precognition as he came down slicing at a vertical angle at the neck of the beast.​

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Location: Temple of Pain, Gates, "in your way"
Objective: giant slaying
Enemy: [member="Kezeroth the Beholder"] "speed vs. strength"
Ally: One Sith

There were many Sith and many different types. Sebastian, however, was his own breed. Sure he shared their code, he followed the teachings of Darth Bane, and he craved power. The difference was how he went about getting the power and what he viewed as power. Anyone could gain strength, but through studies strength was not enough power, the was only one power that conquered anyone and everyone; fear.

This bull coming towards him was the apex of strength and held a power in the Dark Side, clearly fear would be hard to make possible, but he had an idea to start with. The two blaster shots came flailing through the air at Sebastian. He took a breath and watched. At the last milasecond he moved, but it left an after image that made it appear Sebastian got hit. He rushed away from the blast and went until he reached the edge of the blast. He raised his game and used fire shaping to harness the explosion into his cane and returned to his exact spot making it seem he never moved and was only walking forward slowly.

With another burst he flashed forward with his glowing cane and closed the distance between them in an instant with his cane pointed at the beast, "believe you dropped this." The blast he fired erupted from the tip of the cane shooting a blast of the combined blaster rounds at the beast closing the distance between them which was 2 meters. The blasted would two times the damage of a single round. He knew it would not work, but hopefully Sebastian being untouched would cause the slightest bit of fear or begin laying the ground work.

 

[Taeli Raaf]

Location: A lovely stroll to the gates
Allies: Mandalorian and Republic forces, and of course, [member="Corvus Raaf"]
Enemies: [member="Sage Bane"] and other Sith, but mostly Sage
Gear: Robes Lightsaber Second Lightsaber

Walking towards the foreboding structure, while others ran towards it, Taeli was able to take in more of the sights and analyze the surroundings. The others of her team had charged with the others, their enthusiasm showing but Taeli was keeping it nice and calm and collected. Shrinking her presence down to the size of an atom with Art of the Small, she knew disappearing for a bit might help.

A shadowy dog creature was running nearby, tendrils of the dark side reaching out to everything nearby. Oh, wolf familiars. Someone had been practicing some alchemy recently, made sense she supposed. One tendril brushed against her mind, and latching onto it, she sent a pulse of Force energy into the familiar, too much for it to handle. They might get some passing memories of recent times, but that was fine by her. She knew how Sith familiars worked and this overload and the backlash was going to be quite ... pleasant for whoever was connected to the wolf.

Now, she was curious who controlled these. If she encountered another, maybe she would reverse the mental link or use it in symbiosis. They were probably deeper inside, and they valued the power of knowledge. An excellent opponent then, she thought, activating the cloaking feature of her robes and slipping around the fights already developing. She had a date it seemed.

 

[Sifa Tirel]

Location: Temple Center
Objective: Learn!
Allies: The One Sith, [member="Khallesh"]
Enemies: Mandalorians & Republic
Equipment: Lightsaber

She stopped for half a second, just a stall in her step.

That was something that she hadn't quite come to terms with. Of course she knew that the Yuuzhan Vong didn't differentiate between Sith and Jedi, but the term they used, Jeedai, obviously referred to the enemy they first fought when coming to the galaxy. She frowned slightly, her lips tugging down as she formed up with teh Yuuzhan Vong once more. Her eyes cast towards the boy that she had recently seen slaughter a dozen acolytes, then back towards Khallesh.

"I used to be." Sifa finally answered, though she wasn't sure if it was the right one.

She was with the Sith now, she was here to serve them. Did she have the title yet? No. She supposed that she wouldn't for quite some time, not until they deemed it so. "I am Sifa, Sifa Tirel."

The Yuuzhan Vong hadn't asked, but she figured it was the least she could do. A heavy crash sounded just outside the gates, and Sifa's grip tightened on her lightsaber. her thumb rifted over the activation switch. The long-handled hilt seemed to shift in her grip as Khallesh and her broke out into the chaos of the attack.

 

[Corvus Raaf]

Location: Outside Temple
Allies: Those who acted for the greater good
Enemies: Those who were agents of evil
Objective: Find someone and chat (at least initially)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h_1__C-K-vM

Corvus finally landed, her presence undetected due to the stealth technology her ship had. She’d travelled alone, no doubt the remainder of the group were ahead of her.

She didn’t rush, she never did. They’d been fighting the Sith for millennia, a few minutes would make little difference. Plus she suspected that her destiny was yet to be mapped out. Who, if any of the Sith, wanted to face her was yet to be revealed.

The temple was abhorrent to her. How it was constructed was an even greater affront to her. Because she was a Jedi — first, foremost and only. Except that name meant less and less these days. Many used the title and paid no heed to the Code and others had never heard of what a Jedi was and were so pure and good in their deeds, they’d put many that called themselves followers of the Light-side to shame.

Yes...Corvus was reading more and more about the Potentium. Not the Order, which was a step way too far, but their overarching philosophy of good and evil — transcending Light and Dark-sided use of the Force. There was truth between her heart and the Force — and for as long as that was the case she would continue to redeem those fallen and do whatever she needed to do to stop the Sith in opposing peace.

 

[Sage Bane]

Objective: Defend the Temple
Location: Hall of Sorrows
Allies: One Sith
Enemies: [member="Taeli Raaf"]
Gear:

Spoiler

Zeyd-cloth black robes with armorweave underclothing
lightsaber
Sessile trio-staff
The Blade of the Satvas

Like a living musical instrument, Sage used his Hadzuska Rowa to pluck at the strings of his enemies' minds, making notes and chords he could use in his illusionary symphony. The familiars sent him back tangentially linked images, memories, hopes, dreams, names, and places. Things that haunted. Loved ones. Sacred places. Suddenly, his mind was hit with a paroxysm of pain, like broken glass digging into his grey matter. It was a little gift from one of his victims, a pure Light Sided attack that shattered the wolf, and transferred the resulting pain to its master. Despite the sting, the Sith Lord found an interesting name in the cut and paste of information that poured in from his shadow pet before it was extinguished. Taeli Raaf. He knew this name very well. When Sage dueled [member="Connor Harrison"] on Sakura a few months prior, he plundered the Jedi Master's mind and found a wealth of thoughts about Taeli swimming around in there. There were some unresolved feelings towards her, among other things. Sage had filed it away under useless information, until now.

The Sith Lord's mouth moved inconceivably fast as he recited the ancient incantations endemic of Sith illusions. It took every scrap of his concentration, but soon Sage stole the form of Connor Harrison, the rogue Jedi he had defeated under the cherry blossom trees. Using a different spell from his arsenal of sorcery, Sage's finishing touch was masking his Dark Sided aura to mirror one of the Light. Like a ghostly mist clearing, Sage's negative emotions, his hatred and his rage, dissipated, only to be replaced by the peace and benevolence of the Light.

Through one of his remaining shadow wolves, Sage funneled his power, sending out a flash of his beatific Light-Sided aura aimed straight at the heart of the Jedi Master's psyche. In tandem, a powerful suggestion sought out her thoughts: Connor was here in the Temple somewhere, fighting the Sith. Worse still, he was in grave danger and needed her help.

 

[Darth Assimilus]

Location: Temple of Pain
Allies: Mando and Republic [member="Corvus Raaf"] [member="Taeli Raaf"] [member="Vilaz Munin"] [member="Caleb Brolen"] [member="Turin Val Kur"]
Enemies: [member="Sage Bane"] [member="Sifa Tirel"] [member="Darth Ophidia"] [member="Khallesh"]
Engaging: [member="Lord Sebastian"] [member="Darth Mythos"]
Objective: I will Humor you

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OoHGZFyMCHU​

Raising both arms up to block the incoming redirect attack by [member="Lord Sebastian"]. Kezeroth made no sound as the blast blinded him for a brief moment and pushed him back in the dirt, his armor was blast resistant to a moderate degree so his worries were null and void. But the Giants actions left him open to attack by another Sith [member="Darth Mythos"]. In a instant Kezeroths body was rattled with a shockwave of force energy, he was being jerked about all the while the heat of a lightsaber could be felt slicing from the back of his neck plating. It was a graze but it did indeed spark a unknown fear which was quickly turned into Rage.

His eyes flashed with malice as he glanced at the Sith that struck him. " Karking Wurms!" he shouted suddenly and stomped hard producing a powerful force repulse. Immeditly after his rifle dropped to the ground as he preffered his melee weapons instead. If these sith wanted to get down and dirty, then fine! Summoning his Lightclub to his right hand the 3 meter lava colored blade growled deep as it extended. In attention Kezeroth grabbed his power hammer Bone crusher with his Left hand and with the flip of a switch purple energy emitted from the weapon signalling that the repulse generators were active. His stance was rigid full of openings but powerful, this was the only true way to fight.

Every Sith wanted to dominate their enemies through fear and sheer power. The Sith this day would find no comfort with this darkside giant. Gazing at [member="Lord Sebastian"] and keeping [member="Darth Mythos"] in mind, the Gen'dai gritted his teeth remembering his past of pain, fear, agony, dread and every other negative emotion that was him. From afar Kezeroth seemed to freeze but inside and within the realm of netherworld of the force, the darkside was building at a dangerous rate. Suddenly the climax occurred and the reasoning behind it all was shown in full.

Eyes blazing blood red Kezeroth roared at his opponents. " I WILL BATHE THE GALAXY WITH YOUR BLOOD!" his voice deeper and louder, enhanced by Force Rage. With that echoing about the battlefield the Giant charged toward the two sith before him with suprising speed, A bull seeking to destroy. All thoughts and worries suppressed by sheer rage. In this state Kezeroth did not care that he was weakened or that he had a chink in his armor. He wouldn't stop his attack till they were all dead.


OOC: I will humor you Sebastian and Mythos..