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Surgical Percision (One Sith Dominion of Sposia)

Death, carnage, despair, ah how sweet the taste of finality in a very short skirmish between a superior people and their chosen foe. Had the Chiss simply surrendered then perhaps all this could have been avoided, all of this magnificent bloodshed, this outcry to the force like moans and tears of the fallen. She fed off of it like the most vile of creatures, bathing in its waves of darkness that washed over her and made her feel whole again. Once she opened her eyes again, hours after her entrance into meditation to subtly train her skill with battle meditation - something she'd become somewhat of a master with - all that she saw for miles and miles across the horizon was horrifying terror and despair. 'It almost makes you feel at home, doesn't it? In the view of mass slaughtering, something that could very well become a wound in the force even, I mean.' Came the unwelcome intrusion of the male voice in her head. She had not responded to his jabbering, however, and merely basked in the glory that was their victory over the Chiss Ascendancy. She was well aware that her contributions were completely unnoticed and would never be remembered for this little party, but she was waiting to do something far more grand than take part in something as essentially trivial as this. There was ambition in her blood, and she thirsted for it.

Slowly rising from her seat, a small stone bench that had been the resting place for her posterior for the greater portion of the battle, Silara couldn't help but wonder what was to be in store for the Sith - she had been dreaming lately, and generally when that occurred it was of vision for things yet to come. An answer had come to her during her meditation in the form of a memory - a memory of the map she had recovered during a mission to follow the Silver Jedi that showed the way to a planet far into the unknown regions, beyond former Chiss space. Detailed in the runes of the map, ancient sith runes at that, were mentions of a fortress lost by time and never quite known to the galaxy at large - clearly it was so if it were not in mapped territory at least. A small, excited, knowing grin crept her way up her lips, the voice in her head now shouting at her within the depths of her conscious - demanding to know why she was so content when she had not yet thought or said anything, leaving what she knew a secret from he. 'Simple. I know of something that none alive know, something not written in any book or kept in any archives.' She replied with elation. A slight pause between thoughts as she made her way to a small shuttle brought personally for the Sith Lord.

'I know where the lost holocron of Naga Sadow lies.'
 

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