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The first mission...

Balaya had come when reports of people going into the tombs came. Lord Kaine controlled this world and he had not ordered it. which meant someone was doing this without offering tribute and that was something you didn't do as she walked in the cloak that would double as a cape when the time came to fight but for now beyond her height and mane of red hair. The sith knight and hand of the sectors overseer observed two fighting before she moved swiftly (for her size) and brandished only her clawed gauntlet from under the cloak. The marking showed her as of Kaine's court while her face showed a sneer. She slashed at the Duros with her armored hand and sneered welcoming him slicing her hand. The cortosis and beskar of her glove would feedback to disable and resist his letting it swipe him like a rancors claw. The other hand as her muscles tensed grabbed at the girl while the barest hint of her armored body was underneath while she reached for an iron grip on her shoulder. "If you want to fight among yourselves fine, but you insult my master lord by not having paid his tribute."

@[member="Alexandra Shadowstalker"] @[member="Durn Krow"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
@[member='Balaya'],

Alexandra gasped, the iron grip and new arrival shocking her. "How... who... i blew up the entrance..." She shook with complete terror in the moment, instantly knowing this woman was more dangerous than the Duros or Human Male. She immediately begins be incoherently begging for her life while at the same time knowing she would likely gain no mercy from this woman. Her deactivated sabers fell from her hand as she stood there, knowing it was over.
 
Velnir yelled "Enough!" before blowing all the objects that covered his body in every direction "I'm done fighting, now explain what it was that the sith wanted!"
 

Durn Krow

Guest
Krow found himself looking in the middle of all that happened. Now this new girl, another Sith by the sensation of the dark side in her, had entered. Whether she knew he was a Sith as well, and not a rouge on like Vulnir, made little difference when she attacked him. Now there were three things standing in his way and neither he liked any better than the last.

He kept his saber activated when he addressed both Vulnir and the redheaded woman, saying "I am here to retirve whatever information is on this holocron." he pointed at it i his pocket now. "I do the bidding of my Master and the Empire. Neither or you have any true business being here except to unknowingly get in my way. Now I'm through with all of this!." He used the force to grab hold of Alexandra and pull her over to him, where he held her by the neck and said "Now tell me how to get out here!."

@Velnir Oruosana
@Balaya
@Alexandra Shadowstalker
 
Balaya kept her vice grip on the girl, she wasn't going anywhere from her side as the boy wasn't that strong. Her eyes flicked to the other man who was talking and a smirk came across her face. "Try to touch her boy and I will break you with my fingers... Slowly. You have violated Lord Kaine's sector and are stealing from him. Therefore you are stealing from the empire. Now before the Blackblades come after you I suggest you surrender. This girl is now under our protection and you have threatened her." With a look Balaya ignored the other one but only because her grip had shifted to aim the lavenrok towards him if he moved. Her body remained bulked from the rage and force body. If he wanted to steal or attack then right now she was more then capable to oblige. "Now surrender boy."
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Felt the Duro's grip try to pull her, but remained where she was thanks to Balaya. Her body though was near exhausted and her arm where she had been injured was bleeding. She also seemed to be in intense pain, internal damage caused by the point blank force push. She seemed barely all there, though she was still conscious.
 

Durn Krow

Guest
Durn still showed anger in his eyes as he kept his saber pointed at Balaya. Ever ounce of him wanted to strike her with it or grip her insides with the force until she choked to death, but in the back of his mind he knew she would prove harder to kill then that. Perhaps too much for this apprentice to handle.
Maybe this was it, he began to think. Maybe this was all part of his test. He did not realize he was being sent into territory that still belonged to Sith, in some extension. Maybe the holocron's information was not as great as he believed. Maybe his master wanted him to learn when to challenge for a fight and when to know when to not be bullheaded.
He finally dropped his saber to his side and deactivated it, saying "Very well. I'll consent."
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Tried to pull her shoulder out of the Zeltron's grip, frowning. "I dont know who you all are, but your trespassers. Leave now." She would, if she had been able to pull herself from the woman's grip run to the pedestal that had held the holocron and would activate a force-field to separate herself from the three. She scooped up the holocron before doing so and placed it back up on the pedestal once the field was up. Once the field was up she sat down and waited, her breathing heavy as she coughed a bit. Note, if she had not been able to pull from the woman's grip she would still ask the question and stand there chest heaving.

@[member='Durn Krow'], @[member='Velnir Oruosana'], @[member='Balaya'],
 
Velnir looked pale, He began to walk out the front entrance of which he came from. As he did so he said "I still....Have enough energy to do the Maelstrom don't think about it." Before walking out.
 
@[member="Alexandra Shadowstalker"] @[member="Velnir Oruosana"] @[member="Alexandra Shadowstalker"]

Balaya looked and remained poised. There was very little fight among these three and she maintained the grip on the girl, if her jappa couldn't break it what hope did an injured female have who was that small. Then one of them left after speaking while the subject of her ire surrendered. It was all in all a very boring fight as finally her back straightened to full height again bringing the girl with her in a jerking motion. She eyed them both while finally speaking. "You hand over your saber and all items, then march out to the Blackblades. They will see to you, test me here and you will join the ones in this tomb. You girl have been drafted into the service of Lord Kaine's sector. We will offer you two things, medical treatment and protection. So long as you fall to your knees before your new master and swear fealty to the hand of Thule."
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Winced in pain as she was jerked, coughing up a bit of blood onto the sith by accident. Pain drained the color from her face as she stared at the blood that had been spattered on the sith, immediately shaking from both the pain and the fear that the sith might cause more for doing so. "Sorry..."
 
@[member="Alexandra Shadowstalker"]

Balaya gave it a moment and looked at the girl. She was hurt more so now but it was finally showing while her arm shifted to heave the girl up. She was small, weighed less then most and Balaya spoke. "Come apprentice you'll serve me either willingly or as indentured for saving your life. Either way from this day forward you serve me and the empire." Her arm giving a bear hug wouldn't really allow for protest. There was much that could be done but right now... Right now arriving in the tomb had less priority then getting out. Her blackblades were working on the entrance after it had trapped her in as well. Now she just moved keeping the weight on her shoulder that... was as expected. Barely an extra breathes worth. She could carry her for hours like this if need be.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra winched again, her coughing starting again. She tried to speak, the words barely a whisper. "Another. Out. Right hall." She struggled to keep her eyes open, her coughing raspy and harsh. "Side of the wall. Secret panel. Opens up to a Sneevel hovel above." She shook, from pain and disbelief that she was giving up said information. The only thing though that ran through her mind was the protection of the holocron, to which she cling to as tight as she could.

@[member="Balaya"]
 

Durn Krow

Guest
Krow simply walked far behind and waited until the secret entrance was revealed. When it was he made for it quickly, making sure to be as far from the Sneevel village and the rest of them as possible. There may come a time when he would prove to be a match for any of these people, but it was not this day. At least he'd learned the smart thing of knowing when to run from a fight you'll only lose.
 
@[member="Alexandra Shadowstalker"]

Balaya looked at her new apprentice clutching the holocron close to her as the sith did what she said. Then stared at the duro's before turning around to walk and carry her after the door closed. Then she did what was needed to teach one for messing with hers. She punched the mechanism to open the door and shifted to hold the woman in her arms while her eyes glowed a little. Ocular implants to see in the darkness with a some indicator of where her ship was. Her face looked at the girl while the force swirled and pushed into her to mend to knit and to heal. Not good enough but the darkside didn't heal properly it required more effort and more use but she could keep the girl alive while both of her hands were on her. Later she would talk with her and make sure she understood her new place.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
@[member='Balaya'],


Alexandra slid in and out of conscious as she was carried, her light sabers and holocron though never left her arms. They were her life, the only things she owned and the only links to her purpose. During one of the times she was awake she looked at the Zeltron's face, trying to form words, only to be rewarded with a fit of coughing. One of her sabers nearly fell off and she used what little energy to grab it as it fell, making it very awkward for Balaya who was holding a now squirming girl as she walked. After that Alexandra remained near limp, her mind floating between consciousness and nothingness, every movement she attempted to make if she did so only rewarded her with a sharp pain.
 

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