The Thunder
LOCATION: Ambria
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Dark Side Nexus
Dark Creatures
The ceasefires during this holiday season were beginning to make Lord Pulveris feel aggitated. He thrived on the battle fields, and now they were save for some that were of little interest to him, were cold. To deal with her itch for combat, he went hunting. There were many worlds to choose from, most of them off limits due to who held them as fiefdoms and precious delegates. He was a brute, and many though him stupid, but Pulveris was not going to apply for a gaming license.. he found restrictions made him even more aggitated, and so the answer was to find a reserve, a world where he could hunt and not disturb the 'tranquil' madness of the season, and keep himself fit for combat. Cycling through the many worlds, he came across one, Ambria, a world that was haven to the Sith, that had a strong nexus of the dark side. There dwelt the Hssiss, dark side dragons that were ferocious and capable of destroying those who were not worthy to call themselves Acolytes of Darkness.
The Marauder came out of hyperspace, finding its way into the rings of the golden yellow and white planet. Aboard Pulveris began stacking crates with his massive arms in the haul. Inside was bait he had bought at an outpost, a tentacles coming out of one of the top cases that be beat with his fist as he growled, bearing his sharp teeth. He then heard the an announcment from the ship computer,
"Landing in T-Minus ten minutes."
He towering in the haul, checked his vestiments, and his elogated saber hilt, a Lightclub which for him in his massive frame and great height felt as a regular lightsaber in his hands.
The Sith Warrior had been longing for this, to hunt and get some of his pent up frustration out fighting these Hssiss, who he was convinced would be a great challenge. The ship was setting down, below was canyons, rocky terrain, deserts, and some watering holes that had a long history, going back to 3999 ABY even, when the famous Master Thon had a compound. As the Marauder came about it landed on one of cliffs of the canyon, a good place to begin the hunt, for fire drakes tended to hide in caves, and deep down in fissures and holes that peaked out would be ample hiding for these beats. The ramp dropping, as the Titan Sith began to walk down it, stooping his head a little to not bang it as he hoisted one of creates of chum that he now that it was out of the cargo hold he levitated over the edge and made it fall down into the valley below. He did this again and again at different areas, and then decided to wait till nightfall. He knew well that Monsters of the Dark would come at dark, and so in his black robes he stood there watching, his great arms crossed as he looked down into the valley, and he began to see glowing emerald light, and movement, he saw a tail and wings. The Beasties had been drawn by the meal he had dumped down in, and now, taking hold of his Lightclub, his Great Saber, he leapt of the cliff, his cap falling as long banner of black as he came crashing down on the ground. His eyes began to search, he saw glowing green ones peer at him and he began to walk towards them, holding his metal hilt in one hand, not yet lighting the bled kyber, no he wanted to get close, to keep his javilan hidden to the right moment...
Pertinent Details:
Dark Side Nexus
Dark Creatures
The ceasefires during this holiday season were beginning to make Lord Pulveris feel aggitated. He thrived on the battle fields, and now they were save for some that were of little interest to him, were cold. To deal with her itch for combat, he went hunting. There were many worlds to choose from, most of them off limits due to who held them as fiefdoms and precious delegates. He was a brute, and many though him stupid, but Pulveris was not going to apply for a gaming license.. he found restrictions made him even more aggitated, and so the answer was to find a reserve, a world where he could hunt and not disturb the 'tranquil' madness of the season, and keep himself fit for combat. Cycling through the many worlds, he came across one, Ambria, a world that was haven to the Sith, that had a strong nexus of the dark side. There dwelt the Hssiss, dark side dragons that were ferocious and capable of destroying those who were not worthy to call themselves Acolytes of Darkness.
The Marauder came out of hyperspace, finding its way into the rings of the golden yellow and white planet. Aboard Pulveris began stacking crates with his massive arms in the haul. Inside was bait he had bought at an outpost, a tentacles coming out of one of the top cases that be beat with his fist as he growled, bearing his sharp teeth. He then heard the an announcment from the ship computer,
"Landing in T-Minus ten minutes."
He towering in the haul, checked his vestiments, and his elogated saber hilt, a Lightclub which for him in his massive frame and great height felt as a regular lightsaber in his hands.
The Sith Warrior had been longing for this, to hunt and get some of his pent up frustration out fighting these Hssiss, who he was convinced would be a great challenge. The ship was setting down, below was canyons, rocky terrain, deserts, and some watering holes that had a long history, going back to 3999 ABY even, when the famous Master Thon had a compound. As the Marauder came about it landed on one of cliffs of the canyon, a good place to begin the hunt, for fire drakes tended to hide in caves, and deep down in fissures and holes that peaked out would be ample hiding for these beats. The ramp dropping, as the Titan Sith began to walk down it, stooping his head a little to not bang it as he hoisted one of creates of chum that he now that it was out of the cargo hold he levitated over the edge and made it fall down into the valley below. He did this again and again at different areas, and then decided to wait till nightfall. He knew well that Monsters of the Dark would come at dark, and so in his black robes he stood there watching, his great arms crossed as he looked down into the valley, and he began to see glowing emerald light, and movement, he saw a tail and wings. The Beasties had been drawn by the meal he had dumped down in, and now, taking hold of his Lightclub, his Great Saber, he leapt of the cliff, his cap falling as long banner of black as he came crashing down on the ground. His eyes began to search, he saw glowing green ones peer at him and he began to walk towards them, holding his metal hilt in one hand, not yet lighting the bled kyber, no he wanted to get close, to keep his javilan hidden to the right moment...
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