Tameing the wilds of Ziost (Open to Primevil Others PM for a invite)

[Rapax]

Naga gazed upon Ziost he could feel its darkness from his ship. He never thought he'd see the day where he'd rule his own world but he relished the opportunity to now do so and he was going to see to it that this world was restored ... but to restore a world one must first quell the unwilling given there were still humans on ziost who didn't want a ruler he knew force would have to be utilized and renovations had to be made but he was willing and able to ensure such a feat no matter how long or hard the task will be... he will make ziost whole once more.






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Spoiler

Main objective: force the human colonies into submission by any means necessary/ Tear down the Jedi temple and restore the Sith citadel / Rebuild the old Orbital Defense command Center and ministry of Logistics. Secondary objective: Turn new Adasta into a trade city and establish a trade route with Korriban . Start a training facility to build a proper army for the primevil / One sith.

 

[Setzi Lunelle]

Location: The Great Citadel

This would be the third trip to Ziost for Darth Azurea. She had first visited as a Jedi Padawan, training with Jedi Master, Khaleel Malvern, who eschewed most of the Order’s traditions and opened her eyes to all of the wonder and mystery that the frozen, dark planet had to offer. Then she had been deployed here again to defend the Jedi Temple from the Primeval, a sect of religious darkside zealots. But by that time, she had too much exposure herself to the Dark Side of the Force. Her path had been chosen.

Ziost would fall to the Primeval and so would padawan, Setzi Lunelle.

Now a restoration project was underway to turn the Great Citadel back to its former glory and remove all traces of lightside energy, symbols and records from when it was so recently a Jedi Temple. Of course, research and valuable knowledge would be kept, reviewed and stored. Hopefully some of the information gleaned from a thorough clean-out of the temple would lead to more arrests of lightsiders still hiding out on Ziost. And for Darth Azurea, perhaps this information would hold clues to her sister’s death during the same battle in which she fought.

Enshrouded in black robes with fur lining underneath to keep her skin warm and protected, her hood pulled forward to nearly obscure her face, Darth Azurea’s boot steps echoed on the cold, stone floor of the Citadel as she strode to find a ground’s keeper who was here during the Primeval invasion. She noted much damage to the Citadel walls and interior from Primeval artillery shells. Decay and ruin surrounded her, but she soaked it in like the dark energy that pervaded the Citadel, despite its disrepair. Of course, it was such folly that the Silver Jedi had even used this location as a sacred temple for their order. How utterly foolish to think that they would be safe from the centuries of malevolence and immorality that stained the Citadel’s walls!

She spent time musing on this as she walked up a spiral staircase to where the ground keeper’s quarters were.

[member="Naga Itesak"]

 

[Rapax]

Naga was there looking over the old citadel with a grin he remembered this place before the jedi desecrated its ground with there teachings. Any and all information gathered from when this was a jedi temple was brought to him to look over or discard The door to his office was opened allowed Azurea to enter, When naga turned to face her he gave her a bow awknowledgeing her rank over him despite his take over of this great world.

"It is indeed an honor for you to grace ziost with your presence Milady. What can i do for you?



She could tell that the acolyte knew that even though he has his own world that in comparison to the lords of the sith he is still beneath them where as some would think themselves on equal ground with the lords after achieving sucha feat.

 

[Setzi Lunelle]

“[member="Naga Itesak"],” said Darth Azurea in greeting, folding her hood down to rest at her neck. The Citadel was unheated for the most part, and she could see her breath emerging in small puffs of steam as she spoke. “While I go to visit the groundskeeper who was here during the Primeval invasion, would you please keep an eye out for my apprentices?”

She hoped she wasn’t asking too much of a menial task of the young Gurlanin shape shifter. Then again, this could be an interesting encounter for the newcomers [member="Dex Torture"] and especially [member="Theseus Reneun"] who had never met the being.

“In fact, why don’t you greet them in your canine form? We can test their reflexes in being welcomed by such an intriguing species as yourself,” she finished, smiling and anticipating that if Naga crept out of the shadows as a black wolf, it may certainly give her students a fright. Or so she hoped.

“If this task is beneath you, you can accompany me to the groundskeeper’s quarters. I have some important questions to ask him," she finished. Azurea was here to make allies, not to order her fellow Sith around. Well, except for her Apprentices, which she would strive to test at every turn.

 

[Rapax]

Naga chuckled at the thought of scareing some sith it was a small prank and he could use some entertainment he was glad to see some sith still maintain there sense of humor he finds sith without a sense of humor to be quite boring and gives no life to a tense situation at all and naga was looking to show that he is capable of some practical jokes. with what she said he changed him self to his canine form and spoke with a deeper tone then his human form.

I shall give them quite the experience milady. Although i wont garuntee that violence may ensue as a result ... Ill make it a point to be ...gentle..

[member="Darth Azurea"]

 

[The Traveler]

[member="Naga Itesak"] [member="Darth Azurea"]

Location: The Grand Citadel

His helmet was removed for one of the rarest of moments, when he was reminiscing of the past and of what he had once been. He strode through the hallways of the great halls, his eyes gazing at the decay and neglect that had befallen the once pentacle of the Sith Empire, the Home of the Sith of ages and where he had been brought a thousand years ago to be trained in the dark arts of the sith by his master. A beacon of light it had become under the silver jedi and a beacon of power it would become for the Primeval. That was the future, power, control and dominion.

" Hallowed halls of hell, hath we swayed so far from that which we were to find that which we have become. In all eternity i have wandered and strode, Sith in soul, sojourner in action. Wicked ways gone and only the scars remain" he said reached up with a gloved hand and rubbed his bald head and listened to his ear rings clang against one another " Mandalorian, Sith, warrior and scholar. Lost in my own memory and found only by those which have been beside me" he sighed as he saw two others, a male and a female of the dark side. In one moment he placed the helmet back upon his head before he grew close enough for them to see his identity.

" Like the wind of changes that beat away the most stubborn of mountains, so to must we change that which is to that that must be. In ages long forgotten many beings walked these halls seeking the knowledge once lost and once hidden by their own allies in an attempt to secure their own positions".

 

[Rapax]

[member="The Traveler"] Darth Azurea

Location: The Citadel

Naga greeted the new arrival with abow of respect "Welcome to my planet Ziost ....who might you be?" The robed figure that approached him looked young and new to the force yet he had the scars of years of pain all about him that a trained eye can detect with little difficulty. Yet some how despite his past scars he still keeps going stronger then ever.

 

[The Traveler]

[member="Naga Itesak"] [member="Darth Azurea"]

" your planet?" his voice echoed through the amplifier giving it a mechanical gleam " I walked these halls long before your grand fathers, grand father was a twinkle in his fathers eyes" he said abruptly dropping his normally polite and philosophical mannerism. " But yours none the less, as you have taken it upon yourself to restore to glory its sacred halls" he chuckled a bit " Me i am a figment of the past, lost and found, but never gone. That which must and that which will, of darkness and light, descrated and sanctified flesh. Those who known me call me Tar'yn, those who do not call me by the monnicker of the Traveler. Either suits me, as my name is a part of history that must not be repeated nor dwelled upon." he paced a few steps in a circle.

" I have come to lend my assistance, I have been on this planet in its prime and its resurgence and i wish to see its sacred hallways come to life again. To delve into the secrets that have remained secrets for millenia, to find that which has been hidden away from peaking eyes" If they could have seen his face they would have seen a sly smirk as he thought to himself and of the past, oh the glorious past of war.

 

[Rapax]

[member="The Traveler"] Darth Azurea

Naga wondered abit about him he was a curios fellow. However he was an ally and thus shall be treated as such any and all help will be appreciated in helping tame ziost once again.
" I meant no disrespect from my statement, You are welcome to aid in restoring this planet to its former glory and dive into any secrets you may find... Just save them for me when your done. If you'll excuse me i have a matter that requires my attention" It was all the acolyte had said and with another bow he took his leave he had azureas apprentice's to ... greet...

 

[Enoch Zambrano]

Ziost, oh, yes. This planet would make a fine stronghold in which to assert his position within the Primeval. While still a measly Acolyte in the galaxy, Enoch had large dreams. The boy wanted nothing less to follow in his father's, [member="Darth Vornskr"]'s, footsteps as a ruthless conqueror. He watched a hologram of the planet as his ship was warping towards its destination, taking in its details. New Adasta, the capital, would be a good place to land. Enoch also noted the planet's second largest city, Adasta'kun. Only Adasta, in Sith...

This was an interesting discovery. It seemed as if these two cities disliked each other, to say the least. The Primeval called them Warlords, but Enoch planed to assert his dominance under the title Sith'ari. Overlord. As he felt the ship drop out of hyperspace, Enoch turned off his hologram, and walked forward into his ship's bridge. What was this. "Sir, there's other ships orbiting the planet."

"I thought the planet had been made aware to keep their air space clean? Were they not, captain?" While simply a frigate, which didn't need much room, Enoch had wanted to immediately begin his rule over the planet. Either his captain had made a mistake, or the planet had ignored his request. Send a message to their ships, I want to speak to whoever owns them.

Little did Enoch know, the ships were there to challenge his rule.

[member="Naga Itesak"]

 

[Rapax]

The response was a simple hologram of a hooded figure his eyes where covered. When he spoke he spoke with authority and sternness as fitting of a ruler, The man merely looked over the boy for a moment before responding. "Who are you ... and why have you approached my world ...If your intentions are hostile know this.... we will respond with deadly force.... state your buisness and name or leave this world... Or be annihilated.. [member="Enoch Zambrano"]

 

[Enoch Zambrano]

Kark. On the outside, Enoch appeared as calm as could be, with his hand folded behind his back. He stared at the hologram of the man before him, assessing. A Sith, if he's this far out. Confident. Creul. Enoch tilted his hand slightly as the man finished speaking. "Your planet? My apologies, I had been told this planet was under Primeval control, and needed a Warlord. Seeing as it doesn't we'll be on our way." Enoch gave the man a seemingly authentic smile, and abruptly shut off the commlink. He saw his navigator punching in coordinates to jump out.

"Stop. Where was their signal coming from?" Enoch asked, staring at the planet. From the midst of the bridge, he heard a voice. "New Adasta, sir." Enoch couldn't help smile at that. So the man was in the capital. Hoping his intuition was right, Enoch spoke, "Contact Adasta'kun, I would like to speak with them. If any signals come fron New Adasta, tell them we are having problems with our hyperdrive and expect a delay of an hour. Tell them to not send help." Enoch turned, walking off the bridge and towards his personal room. "Put Adaska'kun through to my chambers."

Enoch left the bridge, his heels clicking on the steel floor. As he entered his room, a hologram popped up on his personal comm, and Enoch shut the door. "This is Adasta'kun. Hello...? Hello?!" Enoch moved to the holo, standing in front of it. The man on the other end, a rather burly man, with thick long hair and simply clothing stared back at the Zambrano. A sort of, 'ah' look crossed his face as he saw Enoch. "I'm sorry. My name is Enoch Zambrano, I'm with the Primeval." At the mention of the faction, the man scowled. "However, I'm not with the man ruling New Adaska. Am I right in presuming you're in the midst of a civil war?"

The man's scowl deepened, "I'm sorry, I don't know who you are, and I have no intention of sharing Adasta'kun's politics with you!" Enoch nodded knowingly, a calm look on his face. "Ah, I see. Well, perhaps we can meet in the new capital of Ziost." There was a moment of silence, the man's look now one of confusion. "And where is that?"

"Adasta'kun."


[member="Naga Itesak"]

 

[Rapax]

Naga treated [member="Enoch Zambrano"]'s response with suspicion while he let the boys ship alone for now " Monitor that vessel and its communications.....any change in its behavior annihilate it....Keep our defenses on alert until it leaves..." Naga wasnt about to loose his warlord ship over this planet...espically over another member....one does not simply dismiss there claim without aggression....this was too easy for now...

 

[Enoch Zambrano]

Enoch's boots clicked on the steel floor once again, announcing his arrival on the bridge. "Tell New Adasta we'll be landing in Adasta'kun for repairs. Also, contact [member="Darth Noxia"], tell her I'm on Ziost, and might need her help." Enoch walked as he spoke, moving to his console, where he had an overview of the ship. He leaned forward on it as his crew began to get to work on sending various messages, while others were flying the frigate for Adasta'kun.

The whole time, Enoch had a stern look on his face. Worried was what he was, yet, Kaine hadn't become famous by not taking any risks. So Enoch knew he would have to make his own. While he was in his chambers, Enoch had convinced the man to let him land in Adasta'kun. Not only that, he'd learned plenty more. Rex Dragg, was the man's name, and he was the leader of a rebellion against New Adasta. His group followed the tenets of the ancient Sith Lords, and hated New Adasta absolutely. When they heard the Primeval were setting up even more in New Adasta, that had angered them.

To Adasta'kun, Enoch was a blessing. But to New Adasta....

...he was a curse.

[member="Naga Itesak"]

 

[Rapax]

Naga noticed the boy was heading to the rebel control city of Adasta'kun, and with a snarl he had his forces on standby ...If the boy wishes to enlist the rebels against him then he must be prepared for the worst. The simple fact that New Adasta was not only a safer spot for the boys ship to be "fixed" but it was under nagas control.... the fact he went to Adasta'kun, gave naga cause to be alittle suspicious of the boy thus he acted accordingly.

[member="Enoch Zambrano"]

 

[Enoch Zambrano]

"Greetings, Rex, I'm Enoch, we spoke over holo. I will tell you right now...let me lead your people as Sith'ari, and I will wipe off the plague of the one who calls himself Warlord of this planet." Enoch spoke slow, yet harsh to Rex Dragg. As the man looked at him, Enoch studied him. At the moment, it was clear he didn't like Enoch's confidences and zealousness. They strode through the streets of Adasta'kun together, with Sehzade, Enoch's loyal pet, stalking behind them. Off from where they had come from, Enoch's crew had wasted no time unloading their ship. Enoch had brought supplies, labor, and a few missionaries of the Primeval to help build and construct temples to Sargon and the other gods.

"I'm sorry, Enoch, but I've only just met you. Not to mention, none of the people have either. We're traditional, we don't take well to outsiders. We simply want independence from the tyrants of New Adasta." As Rex spoke, his hands moves animatedly, his words accompanied by various motions. He was wearing very simple clothes, brown leather with a black cloak draped over his shoulders. His skin was tanned, and rough and scarred. Stubble covered his face and his hair was long and thick. Just like every other inhabitant of this city, his eyes were filled with steely determination, and Enoch knew these people would make wonderful denizens of the empire he wished to create. If only they would kneel.

"Rex, I understand. I'm sure I am more traditional than that man in New Adasta. I believe in the Rule of Two, as I'm sure you are familiar. I know you have no Sith Lords here, and it seems you don't have any Force Sensitives, as far as I can tell. Let me lead you people to glory, restore Ziost to what is once was, the center of a great Sith empire." Enoch stopped, putting his hand of Rex's shoulder, looking into his eyes.

"Kneel before me, acknowledge my claim to Ziost, and your people will become my people. I know they respect you, otherwise I would be speaking with someone else. Adasta'kun is running thin on supplies, and on motivation. I can give you all these things, and more..."

[member="Naga Itesak"]

 

[Rapax]

Meanwhile Naga was busy fortifying the borders between his territory and those of the rebels. His spies reported to him that a man met with the rebel leaders promising them his help. Naga was furious and put his forces in full battle readiness. Preparing for any attack from the rebels given this would no doubt make them bolder then ever. [member="Enoch Zambrano"]