Path of Darkness

[Zair Xanatos]

Odhran walked the halls of the Sith temple his red eyes taking in anything and everything that caught his attention. He arrived a day ago his journey here was a long and tiring one which didn't leave him time to explore much of his surroundings. Walking along he could see others sith pass by going there own destination whether it was to train a student or go on a mission each and every one of them seem to be determined to get there.

The shistavanen was among those who were determined he was here to start his training in the way of the dark side. Wanting to know everything he can so he can be a force to be reckoned, tho he knew this would take time and a master to properly train him. Odhran was here to meet Darth Ferust a master of the dark side who agreed to take some time to train the shistavanen. He growled to himself from the excitement and anticipation of what's to come.

[member="Darth Ferus"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

From behind [member="Odhran Schwarz"] the echoing tap of a cane suddenly began. A figure dressed in black who had not been there when she walked by now stepped from the shadows with only a single red eye and a wide smile visible beneath the dark cloth. The tap continued as he stepped foward and towards the Shistavanen, rhythmic and almost hypnotic. "I assume you are the one I am to train today. Interesting. I rarely see your kind walk amongst these halls."

Ferus did not stop his walk, instead passing by the young Acolyte as he made his way to a nearby door. "We shall begin in here. There is much for you to learn, and I'd prefer to not be bothered by outsiders. Come along."

 

[Zair Xanatos]

The sound of the cane made Odhran ear twitch it was a new and unfamiliar that filed the hall of the Sith temple. Before he could even figure out where it was coming from a voice spoke up from behind him "I assume you are the one I am to train today. Interesting. I rarely see your kind walk amongst these halls." Odhran watch as the red and black Zabrak walk by past the shistavanen nod his head slightly his red eyes watching the master "Yes master I was told to meet you here. I have noticed that there's a... lack of them here." he followed the master into the room leaving the noise behind.

Once in the room Odhran notice, there was all most no sound except for his and his master breathing. "We shall begin in here. There is much for you to learn, and I'd prefer to not be bothered by outsiders. Come along." Odhran nod in agreement he was ready to learn and willing to do what it takes to become a Sith. Smiling to himself he was excited to get started "I'm ready master."

[member="Darth Ferus"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

"Are you?" It was a whisper as he spoke, turning finally to face [member="Odhran Schwarz"] . His red eyes gazed up and down the bestial form, judging, investigating. Ferus spoke the question, but he had no intention of hearing an answer. Instead, he lifted his cane and pointed to one of the chairs within the room. "Lift that, and we can see where we can go. Just focus on it, focus on lifting it. Your will can be made real if you have the strength needed to be a Sith. Focus your hate."

 

[Zair Xanatos]

"Are you?" he could hear the Zabrak master ask Odhran wasn't sure how to answer no one knew for sure if they are truly ready. But then again he got the feeling that the master didn't want to know his answer at the time or maybe at all. Turning around he could see master Ferus lift up his cane and point to one of the chairs that were in the room "Lift that, and we can see where we can go. Just focus on it, focus on lifting it." Odhran glance at the chair then back at the master he node his head slightly "Yes master" he turned his attention back to the chair and took a deep breath.

Closing his eyes Odhran began to think about the chair try to picture it in his mind.. after a few moments he began to feel like an idiot it didn't feel as if anything was happening. Letting out a growl of annoyance he took in a deep breath and again begin to concentrate on the chair again after a few moments nothing happen Odhran wanted to throw the stupid chair across the room... wait he felt something he wasn't sure as to what it was it was faint he all most misses it. "Your will can be made real if you have the strength needed to be a Sith. Focus your hate." he could hear the master words in his head. Concentrate on his hate... what did he hate? A lot of things made him angry and there were things that annoyed him that would make him angry.. maybe if he focuses on those things whatever he felt could become stronger? Odhran could feel whatever the feeling was slipping away from him. He begin to concentrate on the thing that made him angry and annoyed him he let it flow through him as if it was a hot summer wind slowly moving through his fur he could feel something yet again he wasn't sure what it was but Odhran wasn't one to give up too easily.

[member="Darth Ferus"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

"You focus too broadly. Think inward, on a moment in your life. The moment. When you realized your weakness, your hate. All for the first time. Feel that which brought you to the Sith." Darth Ferus had sat down by this point in a corner, his cane on his lap as he watched [member="Odhran Schwarz"] concentrate. His words were a whisper, echoing in the beasts ear despite the distance between the two.