Pebblestone {TSO Domain Attack}

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Templestone!​

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A location on Kraysis II that Vilmor found very wanting. It was the rocks honestly but still it was something so simple he didn't think anyone else could comprehend. Vilmor was very ignorant to many things but when his mind honed in on something it became his, even if it broke in the process. Above in the upper atmosphere the Vaathkree smoldered looked down from his small frigate at the Domain below. He was jealous.

His figure was large, standing 6 feet tall and weighing little over a ton he moved with girthy stomping steps that shook the metal flooring beneath him he made his was to the communications array. A large black stoned finger crushed the broadcast button into submission. His message would begin.

" Leave city now!! [member="Grimoire"]! I Vilmor challenge you for your claim!" The Vaathkree shouted sending the message to the ground miles below him. He wanted a fight, a conflict, he wanted destruction. " Aim frigate laser cannons to the Domain below!" he commanded looking at is small crew. Just in case he had to attack first.

" Um.. Vilmor the Laser cannons wont do anything to the Domain from upper atmosphere. How are you expecting to take control of this massive city?!" a copilot asked sending the Vaathkree into a silence. With Vilmor silent the crew knew this was a bad idea.

" I knew it, once again he has not thought things through." someone muttered.

 

[Darth Grimoire]

[member="Vilmor"]

The kraujasisqa that called the top of the Countess's Tower their home were a flutter in chaotic irritation. The booming sound of an intruder blew itself across the hot Templestone winds. A servant had hurried down the hall of the lobby of the tower to inform her master of the intrusion, but, Grimoire, the Countess of Templestone had already made her way to the lobby. Dressed in her armorweave and terenthium steel armor fashioned like a skeleton of steel, Grimoire glared at her panicked servant.

Grimoire pointed to the servants, holo-communicator. The servant passed it to her. Activating it it shun a blue light upon her transmitting her image to a large holo-projector that was mounted a top the tower, projecting her image in a massive blue spectre above the city.

The giant hologram of Grimoire shouted out to the intruder in his ship.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss." the hologram chuckled. "What a loud bark you have."

"Do not lay a single finger on my domain, wretch. If you wish to contest me, challenge me in person."

"What is the point of a duel if there is no prize at the end?"

The hologram faded and from the depths of the tower out strode Countess Grimoire, her red blood armor and steel emerged from within the shadows with a black cape that flapped in the wind.

Above the kraujasisqa shrieked and cried, demanding they see blood for the transgressions.

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Cracks in Vilmors stone black features came to life igniting in a Red glow. He was maintaining inner rage or trying to. " Shall we land the ship?" The Vaathkree gave no response to his small crew. The crew looked around with a panic " Land the damn ship. Please hurry." They took over their controls and directed the ship in a mild dive downward into Templestone. Steam was beginning to arise from Vilmors being.

The Frigate descended dangerously fast but came to a slow landing in the center portion of the Domain. Before the landing gear could extend the large Vaathkree was already opening the back ramp and hitting it open. What was his deal? Scorched raggy cloths covered his being, shrouding his rough stone features. " Doomed to desire, Doomed to hatred. Doomed to burn." he paused " This Domain is mine!" he shouted with rage and with a snap-hiss the orange blade of his lightsaber was ignited.

" I accept your terms now face me!"

[member="Grimoire"]

 

[Darth Grimoire]

[member="Vilmor"]

Grimoire took her steps down the long obsidian stone steps that descended from the tower's lobby. With every step and echo of her boots on stone. With ever echo, she sank further into darkness. The teachings of her master and her previous mentorship under the Old Sith guard helped her learn new techniques in channelling the force. Grimoire became a fonte of the dark side and all around her if one had the sensitivity they would feel her whirlwind of darkness.

Descending the steps she passed one of the many 2 metre high statues that lined the steps. Grimoire stretched one of her arms. With an open palm she grasped at the steps beside her with the force. The Force reached out, bleed from her fingertips and gripped the stone below it. Grimoire, grimaced as she forced the stone steps to crack apart then rise and hover over its position. Debris broke from its base as it was dislodged. Then, Grimoire, closed three of her five fingers leaving her index and middle to form a pointing gesture.

She flung her two pointing fingers at the Vaathkree. The massive stone complied to it's master's command and at high speed flung itself like a large cannon round right at her opponent. As the large stone flew towards the intruder, Grimoire opened both her arms as if she was waiting an embrace and through the force her lightsaber flew from her hip to her hand.

SNAP. HISS.

Grimoire pushed the Force that she had amassed in her arms to lift the stone down into her feet and lunged forward in a Force Speed propelled charge. She was ready to adjust her next attack, right as the Vaathkree would react to her first.

"Then let us begin." Grimoire hissed.

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

" I said face me you schutta." Rising a large stone leg and stomping on the ground Vilmor smirked commanding the Earths to shape into a new form he saw fit. The very ground below him shifted into a uneven surface filled with holes, protruding rocks and loose dirt is a 350 degree circle adjacent to himself ruining the lawn he stood on. The Vaathkree did not know any fancy force abilities he was raised differently and taught differently. Vilmor was a Shaper of Earth and Fire. " Run through it!"

Red fiery veins glew more prominently now showing more details through the ragged cloths the Vaathkree wore. His anger and hatred was increasing.

The Mineral based aliens left hand shifted slightly and the blunt ends of his fingers became sharp and ridged with blackstone. Midst the charge Vilmor remained steady ready to grasp [member="Grimoire"] if given the chance, it was odd to watch knowing Vilmor was going to just stay still. After all his body was composed of Hijarna stone, his durability was absolute and Vilmor was counting on it.

 

[Darth Grimoire]

[member="Vilmor"]

As the giant stone flew towards the Vaathkree, the stone being smashed the earth before him transforming it into an uneven mess of jaged rock and holes. Then suddenly a massive ring of stone lifted itself from the earth and formed a shield around the Vaathkree. Grimoire's stone smashed across it and splintered into pieces only applying some small damage to the shield. Grimoire halted her advance and leapt across the stones to land atop a jagged rock that had protruded from the earth.

She smack her lips. Her finger slipped from the activation button and her red blade slid back into its hilt. She pointed at the intruder, "You dare scream 'face me' and then hide behind stone." Grimoire hissed. The Force that had swollen in her legs now reversed its flow. She would demand respect from the intruder. The Force flowed into every fibre of her being. Grimoire stretched out her arms and in a pained and strained look the force exploded from her finger tips and wrapped itself across the jagged rocks that formed the ring. The force clung to the rocks and began to push them inwards upon the Vaathkree.

"Your cowardice shall be your tomb!" Grimoire shrieked. He fingers bent inwards and shaped into a claw; as they did the jagged rocks that surrounded Vilmor bent inwards and burst inwards onto him aiming to crush him or force him to remove himself from the area. Then Grimoire with one large push of her force channeled, closed her fist and the commanded the rocks to pick up pace and close in at an alarming speed.

Exhausted she released her grip when the deed was executed. It would take sometime to build up the force to command such heavy objects once more but, now her intruder had nothing to hide behind and would have to meet her in honest.

"Now, I will say it again....let us begin." Grimoire ignited her blade once more.

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

There was no avoiding it, Vilmor weighed too much. The sesmic vibrations of rocks moving was enough to tell him what was going on. With a glance to the earth beneath his feet Vilmor raised his hands to the sky and in wide arm motions had both arms tuck back into his chest in some-type of weird ritualistic movement. Needless to say directly after the dance the ground directly below Vilmor quaked and a pillar arose pushing him up out of harms way. Throwing his lightsaber at [member="Grimoire"] he waited to see her reaction so he could leap off his pillar and belly flop on the sith. The Impact whether hit or miss would be breathtaking.

" Bah!! Me Crush." he said without much thought. Vilmors wit never could impress.