SO Tournament Round 1: Orion Darkstar vs Vosh Mozh

[Lord Ajihad]

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Tomb of Ajunta Pall, Korriban​

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Ajunta Pall, the father of the ancient Sith. It was he who had discovered Korriban and gifted it with the power of the Dark Side. He had turned the Sith from a primitive species of aliens into a sophisticated order of darksiders. He was what it meant to be a member of the Sith Order.​

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Two apprentices were taken in their sleep, blindfolded and gagged and brought to the ancient tomb on Korriban. They were deposited in opposite ends of the structure, their restraints still binding them like helpless slaves. Particle shields were erected at the only two exits so they would not try to escape. The only equipment they had was whatever they were wearing when they went to sleep. They had no weapons but the force. They would start with nothing, just like Ajunta Pall all those years before them. They would become true Sith under his watchful gaze or die trying.​

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The two knew that another of their peers was waiting for them somewhere in the tomb. Their objective was to defeat the other, all while avoiding the K'lor slugs and other dangerous fauna they might encounter. Through victory, their chains would be broken.​

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And the force would set them free.​

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[member="Orion Darkstar"] l [member="Vosh Mozh"]​

 

[Orion Darkstar]

Cold and Dry​

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Orion woke, unsure of exactly where he was. The ringing in his head force him to snapped upward. His lush, green eyes adjusting to the darkened area around him. Sand spit at him, speckles of dirt covering his light clothing. He looked down to check, no weapons. He never went anywhere without his precious saber, but today was different. He had been put here, stripped of all possessions. Everything except his black tank-top and pants to match. His sneakers also bore a black leather. Something new forced his two wrists together, restraints.​

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It wasn't the first time he had been arrested, but this was entirely different. The stone structure he sat inside was much more than some prison. Orion scanned the area, tall pillars with sharp protruding stone caused a light smile on his pale, white face. He bent his knees as he gripped the ground with each elbow and pushed. The effort forced him up into the air and onto his feet. Backing into the pillar he began to strip his restraints with the broken pieces of sharp rocks among the wall.​

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The stones weren't the only thing that accompanied such an ancient display of architecture. Symbols, from a era before his very own graced the walls. Lifting his arms and vigorously slamming the restraints into the hard stone, a loud snap echoed throughout the halls. Sighing with relief he inspected his arms, red marks encircling his wrists. Trying to figure out why he was here made no sense, he felt it even as he woke. The Dark Side was more prevalent here than anywhere he had been before. It was like being doused in oil, before thrown into the flames. The intensity of it sapped him, almost draining him of his own power in the force.​

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Of course, this was untrue. Orion was just shocked at the rush of corruption that was contained in such a place. Then it struck him, the air was dry and the sand gave him a hint to the surface. The strong Dark Side presence must have confirmed it.​

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Korriban...​

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If this was true he stood inside a tomb, not a temple. he had experienced one other tomb in his life. Aware of the traps and dark creations that lingered in such places he lowered his guard. Finding a potential weapon, would have been his priority if he knew where to look. With a quick wave of energy, he felt another source, weak and farther away from him. Another captive? Or worse...​

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A Foe.​

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[member="Vosh Mozh"] | [member="Lord Ajihad"]​