The Awakening

[Darth Strider]

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The Flying Temple... An ancient construction which was built long before The Republic made its first appearance. Some speculate that it might have been built by a species who once ruled the entire galaxy but difference in the architecture suggests another possibility.
The temple itself resembles a giant rocky building(material is unknown) about 2/3 of a mile tall and half-mile width. It surrounded by four giant nexuses connected to each side which seem to be a source of temples own gravity field and breathable atmosphere.
Insides indeed look even more strange than its appearance from the distance - a giant labyrinth with absolutely nothing inside. Though there seems to be some weird logic here cause no matter which way you go sooner or later you will come right to the center.
After discovering The Temple shortly after Mandalorian Wars, Sith Empire attempted to identify it's purpose thinking that it might be some sort of weapon but research led to nothing and so the Temple was abandoned. Many Siths later had tried to learn more about it yet failed. It's worth noting that one of them somehow managed to activate mechanisms of the building, effectively turning on some sort of gravity beam and trapping himself inside forever. After that incident temple became possessed by his spirit who couldn't become one with The Force and souls of the ones he killed later.
Without any knowledge about that Darth Strider's team came to The Temple to hide for a while but was trapped as well. However, they managed to make their way to center of the temple and defeat the spirit of the ancient Sith.... Yet had to pay a price being sent into stasis for thousands years by his last suicidal attack. Still, remnants of his power began to fade away as the time passed and now there's almost none left to hold The inquisitor captive...

 

[EvilDragonGod]

[member="Darth Strider"]

Aarge Koth Teh stared at the screen in front of him and could only shake his head as he read the journal his master had kept. Some of what was written made little sense as he read them. Some of the entries spoke of the places his master had been and others were just coordinates that he had yet to visit. Then there was this entry he was trying to understand. Coordinates to a location and multiple entries speaking about a temple that had great power inside of it, though no one had seemed to figure out how to unlock it. It baffled Aarge as he read the words across the screen.

​It has a great power within and yet no one was able to unlock it? What does this mean?

​Shaking his head as he felt his decision come together. He would walk the halls that his late master had once done. Well, he would try to do such if it still existed in this time. He was a man out of time with little clue of what was occurring around him in the galaxy. He needed to make his own way and grow from what he was, that is the only way to progress. He could not go around with half completed knowledge and luck on his side. Tapping the coordinates into his navigation console, Aarge sent his vessel into hyperdrive with the temple as the destination. It would take a bit of time to arrive and Aarge needed to ready himself for the task in front of him. Finding answers where his master found none would be the first step on the path to growing stronger than he was.

The steps echoing around him within his ship, Aarge moved into his armory with the intention of maintaining the maintenance of his gear. This in itself would take some time as he oiled the leathers and cleaned out his mask. The hours passed as he meticulously went over every piece of his armor before finally strapping all of it upon himself. He then sat down and took apart his lightsabers through the Force as he meditated. Each piece was examined in his mind as he began to reassemble each lightsaber with care. His and his former masters were the two most important items that Aarge Koth Teh considered ownership of.

A beeping from the consoles broke into his meditation later on as he neared the temple and a smile came across his face. From the monitors it seems that the temple was still there and he felt refreshed from the trip to it. Setting the ship to land upon the top of the temple, Aarge moved toward the ramp that was lowering to step onto the surface of this temple. A few seconds tapping away at the console inside the hanger allowed him to lock down the ship in case anything should happen. His feet touched the surface and he could feel the power of the temple through his connection to the Force. Aarge Koth Teh moved toward the doorway in front of him and reached out telekinetically to force the doorway open. Surprise came to him as he felt the temple resist his power and Aarge approached the doorway while increasing his power upon the doorway. Something was holding it shut and getting inside was the only thing on his mind. As he stood a few feet away from the door, Aarge Koth Teh raised both hands pointed towards the doorway and threw himself greatly behind his power to force the door to bend to his will.

Something inside gave way and the stone doors slide open as Aarge moved his hands away from one another. This would not stop him from his mission. He would grow stronger and gain wisdom. His training must be completed.

 

[Teresa Zambrano | Darth Pellax]

[member="Darth Strider"]

This was demeaning. Working with scavengers for credits even if the amount was enough to make up for a ship. At first thought she was going to probably remove limbs till they coughed up the credits. But apparently scavengers from the outer rim to the edge of the core worlds had been turning this down. Even the ones aboard this ship refused to go inside. "Ha Ha Ha. That pip squeek won't last an hour. We're sending her to her grave. HEY JARRD!" "WHAT!?" "HUNDRED CREDITS THE GIRL RUNS BACK TO US PISSING HERSELF."

Teresa walked into where they'd all crowded around. Her face displayed her anger with a snarl making them silence. "You'd be wise to shut up or it will be you running off this ship pissing yourself." The man stood up and got close. He was much larger and taller than she was. He'd put his hand in her shoulder squeezing to infilict pain and intimidate her. "What did you ju..." her fingers did a pinching motion crushing his throat and making him choak as air slipped away from his lungs. "You seem to be choaking on your words there." Her grip around him squeezed more. Fear, panic and desperation to breath filled than man. Her grip would release and he'd drop to floor filling his lungs. "So quick to judge by appearencey. Let that be a lesson to all of you. Don't underestimate me it will cost your lives. Cross me I will kill you. Piss me off I'll kill you." Teresa's snarl remained. She left the room again sitting in the same spot as before. The others began to talk quieter amongst themselves.

It was hours later when the ship would touch down by the entrance of a colossal structure. She didn't know where in the galaxy they where. Just somewhere. The others said nothing as she got off but it wouldn't surprise her if they left her here either. The place was dark and dusty. Parts of its structure had fell even passage ways collapsed. Although she could feel that the dark side that lingered in the building. She could feel where it was strongest too. She took her time walking the halls. The violate blade of her saber, Revans saber illuminated her path. It had probably been a half hour till she reached the large pyramid shaped room. There was something odd about this room besides the flickering stone terminal. She couldn't make out the writing on it. A small chill ran up her spine making her look around.

 

[Ariealla Vareldi]

Low, static humming, the quiet thrum of a ship in motion. These sounds filled Ariealla's head as she sat, quietly, in a small smuggler's ship she had, convinced, the pilot to use to ferry her to her intended destination. Oh how she had long wished to unravel the secrets of this ancient, floating temple, and how disappointed she had been at her inability to do so. It was a shame, truly, but there was no time now to lament the past. She had a chance now, after thousands of years, and hundreds of lifetimes, to visit and explore this ancient building. She trembled in anticipation as the ship landed on one of the ends. No other living things in sight, perfect. She patted the man's back, fully expecting him to understand the price of trying to abandon her after his companion's, poor decision making skills.

She stepped out of the ship, and onto the stone temple grounds. What a magnificent sight, she curled her lip slowly in a smile, and with a flourish she drew her sith blade, dragging the tip behind her slowly as she made her way towards the temple doors. The slow scrape, for all its annoyance, was evidence of her sanity, and something to focus on. The last thing she needed was to forget her pills and break down, there was every possibility that her dosage period would hit inside, and something would keep her datapad from reminding her.

Still, it was going to be a trip well worth the risk.

[member="Teresa Shan"] [member="Aarge Koth Teh"] [member="Darth Strider"]

 

[Darth Strider]

The Flying Temple "felt" every visitor it had at the moment.

It's been thousands years since anyone dared to step in but now waiting has paid the toll. The Temple slowly changed its inner structure so no matter from which part strangers came from they would end up in the same place. Not like they could escape though.

First, it had to deal with the girl who was closer than anyone to the center so it simply began to move "pyramid" room closer and closer to the center until they formed a complete structure.
Other two.... Since they weren't that far from each other The Temple decided for them to meet together, once again rearranging rooms location so they would group one corridor and the room after. If something goes wrong... They can become a way to prevent The Dark Jedi from unnecessary deeds.
Yet, The Temple had another problem to deal with. It felt that the ancient Siths curse was about to end and The Darksider, the only one to understand something abou lt The Flying Temple so far and stay "alive" should be awake pretty soon. Considering temple's current task it should've been a relief.... If it wasn't a great chance to lose it all, since right after awakening The Darksider would probably leave the place, making it abandoned and wait for another one again. That's where the visitors have to play their role properly.
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The center of The Temple looked just like thousands years ago - an intense battlefield. Heavily damaged walls and other room's elements, figures in Mandalorian armor standing with their weapon ready. There was another figure placed in the center right on the place where ground was a bit higher compared to the entirety of a room. Standing as if it was slaying someone with some sort of weapon in its right hand it had a different appearance compared to others, instead of armor dressed in a robe of unique style, which hood covered upper part of figure's helmet.
However, there was one notable detail - all figures turned into some sort of statues, weirdly fitting rocky place where they were in . Almost every statue looked pretty much like other in terms of "material" but once again there were two different - alresdy mentioned figurine in a robe and a Mandalorian with a sniper rifle "sitting" in the corner of a room.


[member="Aarge Koth Teh"] [member="Teresa Shan"] [member="Ariealla Vareldi"]

 

[EvilDragonGod]

[member="Teresa Shan"] [member="Ariealla Vareldi"] [member="Darth Strider"]

As Aarge Koth Teh entered into the temple, he could feel the power of the area grow and he grew silent as he began to soften his footsteps as he entered. Traps could easily been put in place since the time his master was here last or even reactivated if they were once long dormant. Aarge walked down the hallway in front of him carefully as he kept an eye out for anything that could spring out at him. A violet light was coming out in front of him and he drew his lightsaber with the blade downwards, yet unlit. He moved slowly into the room and reached out with the Force to announce his presence to the individual in front of him.

​Sith or Jedi? The false versions that roam the galaxy? Who is this individual.

​He could feel this individual's presence and yet it wasn't what he was sensing. Aarge could feel danger all around him as he neared the doorway into the pyramid room and noticed the statues in the room. A fierce battle must have played out here a long while ago and it seemed a bit ominous to Aarge. This room was not in his master's journal entries. He was curious about how he was able to stumble into this area. It seemed as if the temple wanted his presence to be in the room. Aarge stood outside of the room in the hallway and waited patiently to see what was to come.

 

[Teresa Zambrano | Darth Pellax]

[member="Darth Strider"] Ξ [member="Aarge Koth Teh"] Ξ [member="Ariealla Vareldi"]

Tapp... Tapp... Tapp. She could hear the faint echo. Not of her own but someone else's footsteps. That's what it sounded like at least. The tempo of the echos seemed close but slightly irregular. The moment she felt the presences of another her blade would silence creating pure darkness. Although her memory had already laid out the room. Statues, pillars and many crevices and crack in the wall. All places she could move behind. But that was not the only thing she began to notice. The floor vibrated and very faintly she could just make out rock grinding against rock below, deep down beneath her feet. She quickly pressed anything that resembled a button on the stone terminal just to see what it did. Now she needed to move.

Crouching down she'd feel along the floor for a small stone or anything of slight weight. Finding something she clenched around it and threw it in a random direction and silently moving the opposite way. She remembered the statue in the corner. It was crouched and quite close to the doorway. Even if the person or thing could feel her presence their eyes would not be of aid. Not in the dark where no whisps of light existed right now. "You'll meet your end here. This will be your grave." She whispered loudly so it was enough to echo softly.

As it grew closer she focused trying to create a false image of herself using the dopplegänger ability she'd been learning. More and more focus drew to it making it walk to the door way. The false image ignighted a the saber as violate as hers but it would be slightly transparent along with the body. Still it was good enough to play been a ghost. The dark side lurked here. She could feel it and so could who ever was closing in. Once more the sound of stone against stone could be heard a lot closer. A door had possibly closed or opened. It's what she though anyway. When it stopped she would smirk. "You're pathetic, Weak. Dead." She loudly whispered again. "You'll never make it out here." The words echoed and faintly could be heard.

 

[Ariealla Vareldi]

Complete darkness, silence broken by the shifting of stone, by the scraping of her sith blade on the ground. The metal scraped in the darkness, creating small sparks from friction as each step echoed for, who knows how far? She chuckled as she went, fully aware there was officially a labyrinth to explore and discover. She hummed to herself as she descended further into darkness with each and every step.

Before he ever saw her, [member="Aarge Koth Teh"] would hear the echoing sound of her humming, then the slow scrape of her blade on the ground, and the light sparks trailing behind her. Her presence, a suffocating, pulsating, sickening thing would fill the room with him, as the petite woman gave a smile to the masked man, slowly moving to her left. He could see her clearly, an almost cute looking woman with, at her hip, a saberstaff, and a small pouch that made the unmistakable sound of pills jingling in their container. She slowly picked up the sith blade, resting it on her shoulder as she examined the room.

"What a quaint little room, wouldn't you agree? Why it looks perfect to crush someone's skull in like..." she lifted her empty hand, and giggled as she looked into it. "...Like... Well it hardly matters does it?"

[member="Teresa Shan"] [member="Darth Strider"]

 

[Darth Strider]

How slow.

If only The Temple was given an opportunity to evolve like other living beings, it wouldn't even need an assistance from such useless lifeforms. Emotions, flesh, freedom - all these things could've disgusted the ancient construct, if it wasn't for its limited programming. And because of the same reason it couldn't simply throw these bastards right to the place where they should already be. Pathetic. Still, its programming did help to cope with Temple's own weaknesses by prohibiting thoughts about itself as something other than a thing to serve. Not like The Temple was allowed to "think" at all despite natural conserns about what's going on inside of it.

Should The Temple let them play with each other even though they might end up like the ones who came here before? Probably not. Yet Temple's own actions coudn't be seen by others due to obvious reasons, so, after transporting pyramid room to the center, it simply opened the door connecting these two sections, letting the remnants of the ancient Sith power to be felt by all people in the room. No more they had any opportunity to go back and even if there's only one survivor left he would have no choice but to proceed further in statue-filled center.

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[member="Aarge Koth Teh"] [member="Teresa Shan"] [member="Ariealla Vareldi"]

 

[EvilDragonGod]

​Weak? I agree that I am weak, though my strength shall allow me the shed that weakness. That is why I am here. As for dead, I have lived far too long and should be such. Though I disagree with not making it out of here alive.

As the threats echoed around in the room in front of him, Aarge Koth Teh kept his silence as there was the sound of metal being dragged across stone and turned till he had the individual behind him on his left. Her presence could be felt and the Dark Side was strong with both of these individuals. What was surprising to him was the fact the one who approached without threats possessed a saberstaff and a weapon he thought was long gone from this universe. A sith blade, an ancient weapon even during his time. Something he himself had, though he rarely used as he valued it as a reminder of his late master. Whether or not the two dark side individuals here were Sith of the ancient order or the false Sith of this modern era, they were dangerous and should be treated as such. As he was spoken to directly, Aarge Koth Teh spoke out in the tongue of the Sith from his era, not thinking about how it would be heard or whether they would understand. A test to put forth towards those that were here.

"Byloti tujenti idevoka."

If those here understood him, it would present more questions than answers for Aarge. This was a chance he was willing to take though and if time for talking had passed by, Aarge would only commit himself to the fight as needed. His stance relaxed as he let his senses sharpen and his fingers took their comfortable position on his lightsaber.

OOC: Translated it is "State thy intention." Hopefully it is correctly done. lol.

[member="Darth Strider"] [member="Ariealla Vareldi"] [member="Teresa Shan"]

 

[Teresa Zambrano | Darth Pellax]

[member="Ariealla Vareldi"] Ξ [member="Darth Strider"] Ξ [member="Aarge Koth Teh"]
New sounds filled the stale dusty air. One in particular was enough to put a scowl on her face. Not that the one now two of them would see it. Neither of them held measurable power but to assume as much could be an understatement. Still now a more noticeable sound of speaking came they sounded further than the echos made it seem. Not like she could hear exactly what was been said. Teresa, she was one for the shadows to be an illusion. Even in pitch darkness she could just make out where she was going. Details couldn't be made out but it was something. Although now she was sure the room she was in was now longer. Her hands rubbed over a cylinder shaped object that had been slanted then another not far from it. That chill again crawled along her spine. Hairs stood in edge.

'We're not the only things here it seems.' She thought to herself. Something was waking up inside the temple from it's long slumber. Embers dropped from the ceiling above dropping into some sort of accelerent to create a source of light. Shadows cascaded along the floor shifting as the flames danced and grew brighter. Actually she could now tell the room had changed. In fact her was had been blocked. This place was going to test her patience. But she had the one thing this place didn't. A memory. If the rooms where moving there could only be a limited amount of ways before backing on it's self. Regardless of it's operator trying to lure the other two closer to her.

 

[Ariealla Vareldi]

A smile curled wider on Ariealla's face, now there was something she hadn't heard in a long, long time. She chuckled, using her free hand to cover her mouth as she did so. How adorable, such a lovely gesture. Naturally she would have to respond in kind, at least with what she remembered. So in a surprisingly soft voice, she responded, "Nu zinot tapti' kia svies (I have come to learn)." That would certainly do! She chuckled at herself as she began to walk about the room slowly, examining everything she could. The way the stones were formed, the precise stonework, every minute detail.

The wave of faint sith power almost went unnoticed by Ariealla, as she allowed herself to be fully invested into her work studying the room they were in. How strange, she had to think to herself, that such a room was so well made yet so horribly scarred. A shame, it must've been quite a sight, once. The sith blade remained drawn, half pressed into the ground for support as she knelt to examine scuff markings on the ground. Her mind expanded its senses, picking up a surprising number of life forms, causing her to chuckle. Why bother hiding if you couldn't mask your signature? "You mind introducing yourselves? It seems we'll have plenty of time to get to know one another."

[member="Teresa Shan"] [member="Aarge Koth Teh"] [member="Darth Strider"]

 

[EvilDragonGod]

As he heard the soft voice speak, Aarge nodded and entered the room as he felt the power of the Sith within the room. It felt old and yet at the same time familiar to what he once felt a long time ago. The memory tugged on his mind though it did not appear. Pushing aside the cobwebs of the past in his mind, Aarge reached out through the Force to the source of the energy and began to attempt a trace to the source of it. Whatever was here is weakening and pretty soon it would vanish altogether. The secrets here had not been discovered by his master nor it seems any others. The secrets here would be revealed or those who follow the dark side would be venting their anger upon one another.

Stopping in place where he was, Aarge smiled lightly behind his mask as he located the source. He renewed his connection to it through the Force and infused his will into it. It would open and it would reveal itself. Even if he had to telekinetically rip the walls apart to get to it. Aarge Koth Teh built up his power and sent it in the direction of the source, letting the Force guide the power to open those hidden doors and he was willing to inconvenience himself of a bit of strength to force it.

"Tegu zhol stotis."[Let it begin.]

 

[Teresa Zambrano | Darth Pellax]

[member="Darth Strider"] Ξ [member="Aarge Koth Teh"] Ξ [member="Ariealla Vareldi"]

She looked over the strange looking cylinders her hand shifted over a moment ago. On each of them was a line that trailed along the floor to a small three sided obelisk. Something wanted the three here. As much as she didn't like the thought of that it seemed a bit of a coincidence they all where here. The wall that was behind her was soon ripped apart startling Teresa. Bits of rubble flew past her as fast speeds. A piece had grazed her cheek cutting the flesh as she looked towards the direction. In reaction she'd get in a stance ready to fight. Her saber firmly in her grip waiting for someone to emerge from the dust cloud.

When it had she could see the two. One wore a mask covering it's face so she couldn't make out the species. The other looked human with her sword out on display. Teresa herself she had her hood up making her face dark with the shadow it made. Her left hand raised up tightening the grip around the masked ones neck with the force. "You there." She said looking at the woman with a voice of bitterness. "Are you here to kill me or do you have other motives?" She needed yo know if they where a threat. Of course they where everything and everyone was. The questions it's self was to allow her to know if they were an immediate one.

 

[Ariealla Vareldi]

Oh how rude! So quick to attack other adventurers simply seeking knowledge? Ariealla shook her head and made loud 'tsk tsk' sounds as she walked forwards behind the other man. What were they, savages? Uncivilized scavengers? Hardly, she and the man not far from herself were Sith, respectable sith from the sound of it. Speaking loudly, the woman Ariealla slowly approached the one who was so quick to pointless violence. "Did you not understand? You must not have learned the language of the Sith then. No, I have not come here to kill you, and I highly doubt the man you are attempting to intimidate with your silly display of aggression has either. Quite the contrary he seemed rather surprised anyone else was here, obviously surprised in fact. Perhaps if you opened your eyes a little wider you'd see we're all just explorers here, seeking knowledge and wisdom and power for our own selfish ends." She giggled and thrust the sword's tip against the ground, with impaling it or damaging the blade. Just a very gentle thrust, to make that satisfying sound.

"Though if you would rather prefer we waive all sense of civility, which could be fun, you'd make a much more entertaining pet than corpse. Would be a shame to kill something with such a pretty darkness around her, it suits you so well. A lovely fire, really." Quite fortunate for everyone assembled, Ariealla still had enough of her medication in her system to act, fairly normal. "Though perhaps we can still salvage it all, hmm? Why don't we introduce ourselves before we start ripping each other's throats out?"

[member="Teresa Shan"] [member="Aarge Koth Teh"] [member="Darth Strider"]

 

[Darth Strider]

When guests finally approached new rooms entrance something strange began to happen in its other end. Two of the statues were slightly... Shaking? Even if it was hard to notice at first the fact became obvious when statue of a man in the robe suddenly clenched it's left fist . Right after that a small lightning manifested from the freed arm covering persons entire body only to create an "explosion" a moment later which destroyed all the "stone" covering it.

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- Da 'ell?...
Darth Strider woke up feeling dizzy. He tried to move only to find himself barely able to do so, not as if it was his fault. Something strange covered his entire body and wasn't letting him do a damn thing. He focused all his physical strength on clenching his left fist and succeeded, finally being able to move at least a part of his limb. Still, it's not like Strider was going to stop and celebrate this cause right after that he created a chain lightning to cover his entire body (an ability he used to greatly strengthen his fists when engaging enemies in hand-to-hand combat). Another success. Chain lightning blew away all the stone leaving only a lil bit of dust, though Darth Strider was able to notice that the lightning he created was much weaker than the ones he had usually made before. Freed from his "prison" Strider had found himself not even capable of standing when he had began to fall but quickly regained a balance - never underestimate true Mandalorian warrior, huh? Then memories of the last battle started to make their way back into his consiousness.

" The Temple... What the hell happened? I remember cutting that nerf herder's head off but then..."

Darth Strider attempted to clean his visor only to discover that the problem wasn't in the helmet but in his eyes. All was blurry AF and even blinking didn't help at all. Though, it's not like it was a problem for The Inquisitor as he simply used the almighty Force to look at his surroundings.
Nothing changed since his last battle. Strider even stood on the same place. Strange...
Sith quickly turned back after hearing weak moans in his helmet only to "see" one of his Mandalorian friends getting out from stone prison as well. Tai sure wasn't as proficient in the Force as him cause Mandalorian simply began to fall right after that, but Darth Strider quickly came to give his shoulder.
"...t...thanks..." - he heard in his helmet.
Still not being able to see with his own eyes Strider continued to "look" around trying to notice remaining members of the squad when he found three other Force-sensitive entities in the other end of the room.

"Darksider... Looks of the Sith. "
"Another one. Darksider as well, yet something is definitely strange with her."
The third one, however, caused more questions in Darth Strider's mind
" Lightsaber yes, but... More gray rather than truly dark. An acolyte maybe? So skinny... Definitely used to be slave."

But were those figures his "saviors"? Or the ones responsible for all the sh!t happening? Strider opted for the first variant, considering them to be a rescue team due to his valuability. He decided to approach them, since his friend now was able to move all by himself and already held the rifle.
When Darth Strider approached the group he used the Ancient Sith to talk with strangers. Just in case.

"Good to see a familiar face in there. Even if you was sent by The Dark Council I'm still grateful for this,
*turned to Ariealla*
Darth...?"

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OOC: Due to the dialect Darth Strider's using being ancient even for him (though it was basic back in the days of The Old Empire), the only one who might properly understand him is Ariealla.

[member="Aarge Koth Teh"] [member="Teresa Shan"] [member="Ariealla Vareldi"]

 

[EvilDragonGod]

OOC: If you are speaking the Ancient Sith tongue, my character is from the 3,971 BBY to 3,947 BBY. Just to let you guys know. Yes, he is a rip van winkle character. He is wearing gear and wielding tech from that time.

Aarge could feel the pressure as the Force was used upon him and tightened around him. Breathing was difficult, but he refused to give the person using their power upon him the pleasure of hearing him gasp for air. Slowing down his heart rate and letting his air come into his lungs through his nose was simple enough to begin the fight back against the Force pressing down on him. As the panic of being choked and lose of control began to swell within him, Aarge Koth Teh suppressed them through pushing that energy into his anger and tempering it with patience. Anger flared in him at the attack upon his person and the fact that some would step in his way for self growth. It was quenched in the waters of patience and calm. This person could be feeling cornered and scared enough to lash out at anything that could be conceived as a threat. Then there was also the possibility that they were here for learning as well.

Using his tempered anger to fuel his connection to the Force, Aarge Koth Teh rebuilt his defenses after having abandoning them previously and fed his emotions into said defenses, easing the pressure off of him and allowing himself to breathe. Turning toward the person reaching out towards him, Aarge contained his anger as it attempted to boil over into rage. Loose rocks and dust were being lifted into the air by the Force due to his emotions fueling his telekinesis unintentionally. The attack had reminded him of his time in the slave pits and the anger developed from living there. That was then and this was a time well away from said time. This was not the time of The Old Republic from whence he came and this darksider was not the primary concern. The statues were coming alive and he needed to focus on this. Breathing out slowly and deliberately, Aarge reined in control his emotions and set what he lifted unknowingly as he became aware of such. He could feel the power resonating off of the individual who reached out with the Force to those around and Aarge recognized the armor of those here. He could not forget the armor of such a powerful warriors. Mandalorians. The crusaders of the galaxy to who have the greatest respect for other warriors and held to their honor above all else.

"Mandalorians ir zo jen' wo. Gana stai kia zugurak prazutis ir deja pro del plejada." [Mandalorians and a Dark One. Enough here to engineer destruction and trouble through out galaxy.]

Keeping an eye one the one that attacked him, Aarge watched the room stir and the individuals gather themselves to their feet. This small force here could cut a swath of bloody disasters and sow chaos in their wake if decided or allowed to do such. Part of him smiled as he enjoyed the thought briefly as another was saddened by it. The future was malleable and prone to change. Time to see what would happen.

[member="Darth Strider"] [member="Ariealla Vareldi"] [member="Teresa Shan"]

 

[Teresa Zambrano | Darth Pellax]

[member="Ariealla Vareldi"] Ξ [member="Darth Strider"] Ξ [member="Aarge Koth Teh"]

Teresa enjoyed watching the almost squirm. Most would clench their hands to their throat and try drawing breath. But this one she could feel his anger taking the better of him. The woman's words sounded like an challenge enough to make Teresa snarl. "Such a pitiful excuse for a sith wouldn't you agree. To let yourself be caught in such position. It's rather pathetic." She said softly almost taunting the man. "I don't really care for a dead language and if you call this me intimidating someone then you are underestimating me. Simple if you where here to kill me I'd have broken that ones neck first." Her grip released around the mans throat her saber still firm in her hand. "Besides it would be you who would become the pet but since I don't do slaves I'd probably just end your life. If I see either of you as a threat or a need is required I won't hesitate I will kill you. I don't care to slow deaths so feel grateful."

Teresa saw in the corner of her eye the status began to move, vibrating and a sense of life returning to them. Lightning engulfed one of the statues crackling and hissing as the stone shattered. From it a man emerged. She watched the man slightly confused by what was happening. It was somewhat interesting. Although as he spoke she didn't understand a word he said. "Grate more gibberish. Just what I need."

 

[Ariealla Vareldi]

Ariealla rolled her eyes a bit and sheathed her sword, clearly the group assembled were adolescents, or disinterested in fighting. Almost a shame honestly, a mature duel would've been quite thrilling. A perfect excuse to practice her force again. Still, the situation could always go south, and she had a solid few minutes before she'd start deteriorating into her dark place again. After all, statues were coming to life, and not only that but they were talking, and at least one seemed to be an old Sith.

And.. very old at that. In fact she dared to think she might recognize him, somewhat, though clearly he'd been deemed 'unimportant' by her, as she drew no names. Still, the choice of language and his words made her have a very brief, momentary pause. The Dark Council... oh how long it had been. Dared she taunt him with her name? Well, perhaps she would be able to play off her usual ruse. That she was a mere descendant of a great line of force sensitives, of Lords. So, she crossed her arms, and spoke once in Sith, and repeated again in Basic, for Teresa's sake.

"Speak in Basic for the sake of this one over here. She doesn't have the privilege of knowing the language of Lords." She chuckled a bit and shook her head. "... And it's Aria. Darth Aria. Ring any bells?" Aria, her name from so long ago. A scholar, known for her collection of holocrons, and her sadistic mastery of Force Suppression. She was once a feared monstrosity, admired, but feared. As any Sith should be.. now reduced to nothing but a pathetic acolyte in strength, even if her presence might indicate otherwise. A shame...

[member="Teresa Shan"] [member="Aarge Koth Teh"] [member="Darth Strider"]

 

[Darth Strider]

After hearing Aria's words Darth Strider replied with calm metallic voice while attempting to open his eyes at the same time.
- Darth Aria... Unfortunately I haven't heard about any Sith with this name, but I'll make sure to remember it. What exactly are you all doing here?
As vision became to slowly return to Strider he proceeded to wink even more, since it seemed to be working so far.
-Still, it's not like we are going to leave this place anytime soon, if you have already noticed...
"Boss? I'm not sure, but you are better to take a look at this."
Darth Strider turned back . With his vision regained, he finally was able to notice what Force Vision couldn't show to most users. Back to the place where he used to see nothing at all, three statues were standing together, one along other, and Darth Strider already understood WHO these statues were since their placement was just enough for a Sith to recognize his comrades.
Switching his helmet's dynamics off, he left the group, slowly approaching something that once was his Mandalorian squad. Darth Strider touched one of the statues standing in the middle attempting to channel his own Force through it, even though he already knew that it's useless... No effect. Strider looked at his friends once again observing their remains with Tyron, now standing right near him. Sith noded and sniper proceeded to take weapons from statues hands - the only things that were mostly recognisable - and go back to the place he was at a few moments ago.
- Farewell, my friends. You died in a real battle with a powerful enemy, fighting along you brothers. Honor and blood! (Mando'a)
Right after his only remaining friend repeated their clan's motto Darth Strider created a lightning chain powerful enough to destroy all three statues at once, leaving nothing but a small pile of rocks. Due to him being mostly back into his senses, this time the ability couldn't do anything bad to his body.
However Darth Strider quickly changed his focus to the problem which has began bothering him a few minutes ago. For how long have they actually been here? At first he thought it might be a few weeks or so, but after seeing a condition, his former comrades had been in it would be right to assume they've spent there some centuries if not more - since statues were complete rocks without any signs of decayed remains in em. What happened to the Empire then? It was quite obvious that at least this group wasn't sent by The Dark Council to rescue him so the question was still presented. Saving his calm demeanor in the voice he switched dynamics back on, however it was quite impossible for Darth Strider to hold his dark aura in.
- Answer my question. Now.


[member="Aarge Koth Teh"] [member="Teresa Shan"] [member="Ariealla Vareldi"]