The Dark Side is a pathway to many abilities... (Open to All)

[Darth Sibilus]

The endless armies and weapons that were in possession of the One Sith are useless compared to the infinite power that every Sith and Jedi posses. The Force. It surrounds you, guides you, whispers to you. It was crucial that the young Acolyte's of the One Sith were to learn to master it's power as soon as possible.

This was no different from the line of 15 Acolytes, including the Nautolan Jurs Deyi. He had come especially from the Sith Academy on Glee Anselm to practise his Force Powers.

The Nautolan stood in a simple and loose fitting garb, suitably equipped with one of his lightsabers should a situation arise where he would need it. None of the fifteen Sith in the room spoke, instead choosing to bore their eyes into the Sith Creed which was emblazoned on a far wall, as if it had done something terrible to them.

 

[Allana S'hadar]

Strutting into the room with a new confidence, Allana looked over the acolytes that filled the small hall. Each one had the potential to become great Sith if they had the passion and the drive to push and fight their way to the top. It was almost laughable to think that this ex-Jedi now stood before a group of terrified acolytes in preparation of training. A cruel smile adorned her face as she approached one certain individual. This acolyte, a Nautolan, lacked the fear that his peers displayed, already positioning himself above his comrades. Studying the acolyte for a few more moments she departed, carrying on with her inspection of the other force-users.

Walking to the middle of the line, she faced the group, addressing them. "Listen up. I am Apprentice S'hadar. Today I will be taking you through some basic combat drills." Her tone remained dry, lacking the enthusiasm that had once filled her voice during her training on Voss. "I will break you all into pairs. When sparring with Sith, there are no rules. Only the most cunning will come out on top. Bare that in mind." she said, breaking the group up into pairs. Skipping the Nautolan, she finished the pairings leaving the acolyte with no partner. "You." she said pointing at the man, "You will spar with me."

[member="Jurs Deyi"]

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Many a times acolytes would let ambition get the better of them. They would seek training without a trainer. While sometimes this worked, usually this only led to an unorganized stalemate that would die out like an I fanned flame. Teachers were curtal as acolytes teaching acolytes only ingrained flaws which would prove fatal over time.

He hid in the shadows quite literally using an ability known as shadow shaping. While he was a Sith Lord and Lords loved to flaunt their power, he would not interrupt this unless he felt it would benefit them. As he saw the flaws in their form the shadows in the corner began to grow and a man's shadow without a man be fan to walk out. With every stamp the shadow became less like a shadow and more like a tall, leather closed man with long white hair. He looked everyone of the students in the eyes as his aura filled the room like a soft breeze. He was not actively tryin to intemadate him, but the nature of this perticular Sith Lord wa fear and darkness in it's rawest form. So naturally his presences among acolytes would strike them at their core, but he would harness his aura and contain it the best he could. Maybe he did want them to fear him, who is to say.

Once he had their attention. And they understood what was before them, he would speak. "Do you seek death? Does your life mean so little to you that you would ignore the Sith Code? Through strength, I gain power. Why is there this distinction between strength and power? Knowledge, knowledge is the bridge that binds them. When you choose to train without a master you choose foolishness and death. You choose errors and these errors will brin about your death against a properly trained Jedi. So, tell me, do you chose to train each other or under a teacher?




[member="Jurs Deyi"]
[member="Allana S'hadar"]