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The Jen'ari Empire meeting

Darth Vyrassu

Immortal Jen'ari Sith Emperor

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Location: Zarchas Kitza, The Emperor's Audience chambers
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Finally at the new capital Vyrassu got used to being back on Zarchas Kitza. But peace wasn't to last. The storm covered world was haven but nearby a bigger darkness had awaken. Vyrassu could feel the darkness of another looming in. A darkness that his Empire has once defeated before has returned. This time there would be no mistakes. Vyrassu would kill this darkness himself, a darkness with a name, a traitor. Darth Cyron. Vyrassu contacted his Dark Council and ordered an Empire wide meeting in the Audience chambers not his throne.

The Audience chambers matched his throne, a massive circular room with a pit in the center. In the center of the pit was Vyrassu's throne designed like vitiates. A long bridge from the platform led to the chamber entrance. Along the bridge was Jen'ari Empire banners and Shadow Guards. The room was lit with a ominous dark sky blue lighting. On each side of the throne was floating pedastools where the Dark Lords of the council stood.

The Dark Council arranged the meeting sending out notices all over the Empire's territory, calling all major citizens of the Empire, the ministry leaders, the Dark Council, Sith Academy Overseers, Certain acolytes and knights and lords. When the Emperor wished to meet personally with these groups of people something big was happening, little did the Empire know it was a call to war. It was the day of the dead.

[member="Darth Rowe"]
[member="Darth Animus"]
[member="Darth Aegis"]
[member="Darth Adara"]
[member="Darth Necrin"]
[member="Arlen Rossi"]
[member="Madison Liddell"]
[member="Nyx Tempest"]
[member="Jack Anderson"]
[member="Rure Vukot"]
[member="Khali Strahd"]
[member="Kao Xusros"]
[member="Scarlett Anderson"]
[member="Lakura Salim"]
[member="Neoplix"]
[member="Karren Trask"]
[member="Demitry Draskovits"]
[member="Lunasi Vizsla"]
[member="Nicole Callix"]
[member="HK-51"]
[member="Bryan Raxus"]
[member="Braan Kell"]
[member="Pom Stych Tivé"]


 

Darth Rowe

Jen'ari Empire Imperial Hand

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Darth Rowe was sitting in her office at the academy when Vyrassu made the meeting request. Rowe quickly gathered the overseers and select few acolytes and left the Academy.

Rowe was wearing a black dress with a black corset. Her hair in red and black braids leather buckle bracelets on her wrist.

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Darth Rowe arrived at the Citadel and walked through the great hall and up the grand stair case. She arrived at the massive dual black duraplast doors. The shadow guards opened the door for her. She walked into the massive audience chamber and across the bridge. She kneeled before the Emperor who rose to his feet and told her to rise. Rowe did so and walked to her floating platform and faced the entrance and awaited.
 

Duma Shallotte

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The lost witch was given a message. A calling to join in an audience with an emperor of the lands she was currently in. A simple woman that had been exiled from her home because she was different was making a new home here. Among these people, they did not reject the glowing-eyed woman.

She held no rank, power or position here, but she wanted something. What it was, Lakura did not know or understand. Being alone in the galaxy, she had relied far too long on others to support her. When she had been banished from Dathomir, it had been a blessing and a curse.

What small training she had as a witch was paltry to what was out there. All she could accomplish now were some small tricks and nothing else. Lakura was no sorceress or warrior, she did not fit those of Dathomir or any other world and she wandered lost until now.

Her naturally pink eyes glared out from her face. Not wanting to draw any attention to herself, she had a hood pulled up over her face, but her glowing eyes brought some anyway.

"I am here for the audience. Let me in."

A fist started to raise but was soon lowered when her request was granted. Walking into the grand hall, she took up a position in what was going to be the middle of the crowd. Crossing her arms, people stood around her and waited in hushed silence for the message to begin.
 
Aegis would be sitting in his leather chair, within his personal office as he received a notification on his datapad. The notification would inform him of a meeting called by the Emperor himself, and to gather his important personnel for the meeting. Aegis would swiftly rise, and march out. He'd gather several of his highest Military Strategy Officers and bring them to a shuttle already docked.

They'd board the shuttle, almost completely silently. It'd take off, and they'd land outside the Emperor's Citadel. Aegis and his officers would march forward to the dark doors, and they'd slowly slide open in his presence. He'd step forward slowly, followed by his officers. He'd order his officers to join the crowd, as Aegis walked to the catwalk and marched next to the Emperor. He'd greet the Emperor with a kneel, and he'd rise soon after.
 
Power... When she was first brought to this planet, it's the first thing she felt... but she didn't feel it when she stepped off the shuttle, she felt it the moment she left hyperspace far above the planet surface. She could smell it, and it was like the force itself had created a gift just for her.

As soon as she was allowed she left the city and went into the storms. She was instantly hit with the full force of an intense storm. The sky was constantly flashing and rumbling with a huge cacophony of sounds, rain fell from the sky like daggers piercing her to the bone. but she went on. The wind drove the rain against her, the sheer force and the stinging daggers would have been enough to turn even the strongest back to the shelter of the city, but she immersed herself in it.

The rage of the lightning, the hatred of the rain, the purity of the wind, the freedom of the force.
This storm was an embodiment of the force, and it was feeding her. So she didn't stop, she ran full tilt into it, dodging debris and slicing through the wind and rain. She ran until she crested a hill with the eye of the storm right above her.

She turned her face to the wind and rain, to the sky, to the force. Her body was beaten and buffeted by the storm, but she stood unmoving. In the midst of the storm, she knelt in the grass on top of that hill, held her arms out wide... And just accepted it... All of it.

She stared up into that storm tearing the grass around her and pelting her with wind and rain... And she laughed... Not a laugh of insanity or defiance, but the laugh of a child, the first time she had ever laughed in her life that she could remember... And she laughed with pure joy, not restrained by training or discipline, not tainted by dark or light... To any who could hear or see her through the driving rain and booming sky, she seemed a child free from all care in the galaxy.

Her clothes were torn and tattered by the wind and rain and she sharply felt both on her scarred and tattooed skin, her arms still lifted to the heavens that threatened to drown her. her hair was still short, but she no longer had the shaved head of a slave, and what heir she had was matted down to her head.

It was this whole experience that led to her great disappointment when she received a priority message to attend a meeting of sith lords. This also confused her as she was no where near qualifying, but this message came from the emperor himself, so she could not refuse. Wrapping herself in what remained of her cloak, she retraced her steps back to the city... Through the city... And finally to be admitted into the emperors audience chamber, where she somberly stood to the side out of obvious sight, hoping her state of ruin went unnoticed.
 

Gida Freetaa

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Fleet Admiral Gida Freetaa wasn't sure what to make of her summons by the Emperor, everyone who was anyone had been invited so something was going down, either it was going to be promotions and commendations for the heroes of the defence, or executions for their failures, in Gida's experience it could be either way. There was no escaping what happened though, not showing up would raise uncomfortable questions if it was good, and just get her hunted down if it was bad.

Gida kept her wits about her and walked into the chamber, trailed by a pair of naval troopers to act as bodyguards, though they are actual there to be a glorified gun carrier as it would be inappropriate for her to carry any weapons larger that a pistol, and a ceremonial appearing, but very functional sword. She didn't expet to have to draw them, nor be able to if she needed to but she made her way up in front of the throne and after a quick kneeling bow made her way over to where she was supposed to stand for the address.

[member="Darth Vyrassu"]
 

Lunasi Vizsla

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Lunasi was training in the academy on her skills of saber combat with the use of a weak Sith Blade. She wasn't in the academy for such a long time. She hadn't even constructed a lightsaber nor was send out to any missions other than dealing with the Crime lords. She took the weaponry of the Sith Troopers to deal with them and there she shot a few in the head. She had only a few classes about lightsaber combat, The Sith Code and the most basics of the Force. She hadn't proven herself yet, right or had she?

It was clear that the Emperor wanted to see a select group of people in particular a few acolytes. She was the only one of her group of Sith Acolytes chosen to go to the meeting. It had maybe something to do with her past that she forgot? She didn't have a clue. She was asked, no ordered to come to that meeting with Darth Rowe, the headmistress. She placed her saber back in her sheath on her back as she followed her overseer and Darth Rowe to the shuttle as they arrived. She kneeled and risen up straight after. A bow of politeness, but kneeling for a long time would mean nothing, but weakness.

She would listen with interest why [member="Darth Vyrassu"] called this meeting.
 
Demitry was beating a training dummy to a pulp after having lost an argument, channelling every last bit of anger into this poor dummy. When he had received news of the meeting, he'd brightened up immediately, throwing one final punch down towards the dummy.

He was yet to have received a master and was hoping to make an impression during this meeting, given he was allowed to speak, and picked as an apprentice to somebody. He set off immediately towards the meeting area, humming softly the whole way.

"Here for the meeting." He murmured at the entrance before idly waiting for the meeting to start.
 
Kao Xusros had been in his quarters meditating when he got the call for the Meeting of Sith Lords. He almost ignored it, but luckily he saw that it was a summons by the Emperor himself. Immediately understanding that this was important, Kao stopped floating and as soon as his feet touched the ground he took off. Kao went straight for his armor, as it was a new gift of his, and he needed to wear it for any ceremonial needs and in front of the Emperor. Cleaning it till it shined, he put in on carefully, paying attention to every little detail.

He went quickly to the Emperor's Audience Chambers, proudly and with purpose. It was not everyday that one got invited to be within earshot of the Emperor, and Kao was not going to pass up the opportunity. He watched as others came before the Emperor and kneeled. So he went to do the same. Striding forwards with pride, he kneeled respectively to his Emperor, and then when given the order to rise he did so. Going into where he would stand to hear the meeting, he placed himself at the forefront, wanting to see and hear everything. Seeing [member="Khali Strahd"] standing some-what hidden within the crowd, he messaged her on his comlink, stating that she should make herself a bit more visible, as it was not a great idea to hide oneself from the Emperor when He himself had summoned you. He then stood and waited for the meeting to start so that the reasons of his summons would become known to him...

[member="Darth Vyrassu"]
 

Darth Pyktis

Sith Alchemy created Sith Lord

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Darth Pyktis was in the Sith Archives reading a scroll about arcane magic to better his skills when suddenly the Archive keeper known as The Scholar approached him whispering something to him and then strode off. Pyktis nodded, returned the scroll from where he found it and then turned to exit the archives. Pyktis wore his familiar robes with Hood up over his black and silver mask.

He made his way into the Audience chambers and across the bridge and kneeled to the Emperor and rose when told to. Pyktis then stood off to the side with everyone else so far that had gathered.

 

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Bryan Raxus was at the Imperial Military HQ instructing new students in a classroom when the message came through on his comlink. He was dressed formally in his Imperial Officer Uniform.

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Bryan quickly left his assistant in charge leaving the classroom and the HQ. Bryan made it across and down the street to the massive Imperial Sith Citadel shaking off rain water as he entered the grand hall. He made his way up the grand staircase and through the massive double doors and kneeled to the Emperor and then rose once told to and stood to the side with everyone else.

 
Adara couldn't help but admire the city. To her it represented a pinnacle of strength even against the mightiest of storms, and she could feel the force all around.

When she recieved the summons she was standing on top of one of the huge buildings, looking out over the whole city. Her eyes lit up when she saw it was from the emperor, she looked toward the citidel and groaned at the distance... She was going to arrive late.

She quickly got to street level again, not even consdering calling for a vehicle she just ran as fast as she could, even using the force to increase her speed as she sped like a blure through the streets.

When she finally arrived at the citidel she was out of breath, but she didn't dare let it show, she controlled her breathing and her composure as the guards recognized her and allowed her entry. She was disappointed when she saw so many had already arrived before her, but could see that she wasn't the last to arrive either. She approached the emperors throne and knelt before him, bowing her head low until he gave her permission to rise. She then went and stood to the side, but as close to the emperor as possible.
 
Nicole received the message from her office aboard The Eternal Fury She had just recently been given emergency control of the venerable vessel when most of its crew was killed in an emergency tactical collision. She had jumped from just a squad leader to being given control of the largest ship in the empire's armada. All of this had come upon her very suddenly, she was still attempting to adjust to being in command of so many men and women.

Nicole listened to the holomessage which requested her presence at a meeting which she knew she would finally come face to face with the man she had fought for all these years. She would immediately send word to the bridge telling them to prep the finest shuttle they had on board as well as set a course for the coordinates she had received

With that she made her way to the bridge only to be met with the call of "Captain's on the bridge" Every time she heard that it made her smile, for even though it wasnt her official rank as of now it still made her beam with pride.

She locked eyes with her navigator and spoke "Prepare to jump to hyperspace on my mark... 3...2...1... jump" She held on tight as they made the jump, once they slipped out of hyperspace she made for the flight deck.

Upon arriving she was greeted by the airboss. Who directed her to the shuttle that had been prepped for her arrival

[member="Darth Vyrassu"]
[member="Darth Rowe"]
[member="Lakura Salim"]
[member="Khali Strahd"]
[member="Gida Freetaa"]
 
Khali recived the message from [member="Kao Xusros"]. She already felt exceedingly awkward for having been the only one not to immediately approach the emperor and kneel, and was more than a little afraid of punishment for her forgetfulness.

She couldn't fool herself into thinking nobody would notice, Kao already did, and if he did then the emperor most definitely noticed.

She was becoming uncomfortable and invigorated at the same time in the presence of so many powerful beings. She could smell their strength, the power flowing through their veins, pounding in her ears, accentuated by the strength of the force around them and in the planet itself.
Even though her hunger was satisfied she could feel her body react to the huge concentration of power around her.

She approached the throne slowly and knelt before the emperor, keeping head low and her eyes on the floor.
Even just approaching the emperor was almost overwhelming to her senses. If there was anything that she could point at and say 'that is what infinity looks like,' it would be [member="Darth Vyrassu"]. Even with her gaze submissively averted, she could sense the emperor, everything about him. His blood calling to her, drowning out the roar of the force from the others with its own deafening roar in her ears. His veins appearing as if glowing red trails through his body for her eyes only. His smell all at once like the deadliest of toxins, and the most purifying of aromas to her nose.

All of this drove her from her knees to prostrate herself flat on the floor before him, in utter awe and respect for his power and she did not dare to rise without his permission. Once the permission was given, she would walk as if in a trance to stand at the forefront with the other acolytes. To her, all other lights in the room had gone out, and all that remained was the glow from a god... A god that chose the humble title of emperor so she could be found worthy to worship him at his call.
 
Animus was quiet as he walked down the halls of the new Imperial Government building. Behind him, four Grotthu Legionaries marched in perfect unison, their white and red armor standing in stark contrast to the more common blacks and grey of the building. Officials and servants alike moved out of the parties way, no one wanting to get in the way of one of the leading members of the Dark Council, especially when the Legionaries at his back shoved those few people too slow to move on their own out of the way. Animus had little time or patience for any delays on this particular day.

When the Jen'ari Empire had moved across the galaxy to their new home, Animus had been annoyed. He had grown accustomed to Chiss Space, his personal chambers and territory left behind. He understood the necessity of the move, but the fact that it had happened still annoyed him greatly. Turning down another corridor, Animus waved his hand, the four Legionaries pulling away as he entered the throne room. He walked down the grand entrance in silence, not pausing a moment as he came to a stop before the [member="Darth Vyrassu"]. Animus slowly sunk to one knee before the Emperor, holding the position before rising and ascending a level on the dais, taking his place with the rest of the Dark Council above the rest of the room.

Resting his left hand on the lightsaber at his side, Animus watched silently as the rest of the Empire's leading members and officials made their way in, bowing before the Emperor and showing him the proper deference and respect.
 
Jack wasn't happy with the current situation, he had to abandon his whole karking set up back in old Jen'ari space, all of Blackwing needed to be moved, the 701st Wilderness Battalion, the 22nd Antarin Besiegers, Nova Wing, the DCC Hotdrop, and just about a million assets need to be moved from literally one side of the galaxy to the other through either hostile territory or risk navigational hazards, it was at the cost of significant personal assets to do it all. With the call out for a metric kark ton of people to show up for an audience with the emperor was at least going to be an interesting distraction for now at least, he could lean on his underlings to do thier jobs while he was off. Jack wore his Sith Battle Armour and his lightsabres as he walked in he was still a Sith and need to dress and act like it.

[member="Darth Vyrassu"]
 
Everyone that was something in the Empire was present in the Emperor's chambers. Of course this meant that the Dark Council was there. It had in fact been them that got everyone there, on orders from the Emperor. It hadn't been hard to get everyone there, as no one defied the orders of the Dark Council. The Emperor apparantly had something important to tell them, and what that was, hehadn't informed anyone off.

When he arrived, Necrin knelt before [member="Darth Vyrassu"], as everyone else also did. When he rose from his knee, he walked up to where the rest of the Dark Councillers stood. The room had become quite crowded by now. It had to be something really important Vyrassu was going to tell them. They had recently moved their Territory to a New Place, on the other side of the Galaxy. It could be something about this move, or a threat rising nearby. Hopefully, they would be told about it soon.
 

Darth Vyrassu

Immortal Jen'ari Sith Emperor

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Vyrassu had each person rise as they kneeled. Once all had made their way in and stood awaiting Vyrassu wearing simple black robes with a Hood up over hiding half his masked face. Vyrassu sat in his throne and begun the meeting. When Vyrassu spoke he spoke in a Altered deep echoed voice that chilled most people to the bone.

I am sure you all wonder why I've called you here today. Many things need discussing. First, for their acts in defence for the Empire on Csilla and Copero, [member="Darth Aegis"], [member="Darth Necrin"] you two have been granted the rank of Jen'ari otherwise known as Dark Lord.

Vyrassu pauses for a moment looking at the key people of his Empire.

[member="Darth Animus"] has been given the position of an Imperial Hand. [member="Kao Xusros"] you've been granted the rank of Sith Knight pending the Dark Councils approval of your Sith Trials.

Vyrassu looks among the acolytes while giving a moment before speaking again.

[member="Lunasi Vizsla"] and [member="Demitry Draskovits"] and [member="Khali Strahd"] you need masters, as do you [member="Lakura Salim"] so [member="Darth Adara"] you'll take [member="Lunasi Vizsla"] [member="Darth Pyktis"] you'll take [member="Khali Strahd"] and [member="Darth Necrin"] you'll take [member="Demitry Draskovits"] and [member="Darth Rowe"] will take [member="Lakura Salim"] now the acolyte situation is under control. Congratulate each other, talk among yourself for a moment we will begin the big news momentarily.

Vyrassu pressed controls on his arm rest and begin reading some info being displayed on his armrest holoscreen.

 

Duma Shallotte

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Though she stood in the middle of the crowd gathered, the Emperor had somehow picked up on her presence. Lakura was surprised and narrowed her eyes slightly. Listening to the command given, she wanted to know just how she had picked out from the many people here by name.

Small pockets of conversation broke out around her, but nobody approached the pink eyed woman. Even if she had been accepted here, some people still avoided her. Sometimes being different was good and bad at the same time.

She was almost an immortal being and would live for over one thousand years. But she could still be killed in combat. Training on Dathomir had been great enough to force her body to change into what it was now. Any further training would just make her strong.

Looking around the crowd, she searched for [member="Darth Rowe"], but without knowing anything about this person, her gaze stopped on nobody.
 
Demitry wandered over to he assumed was [member="Darth Necrin"], grinning broadly. "Demitry Draskovits, I hope to learn a lot from you.. Sir." He'd dip his head respectfully, extending his hand for a handshake.

After having introduced himself to Darth Necrin, he wandered over to the other new apprentices, congratulating them on their new masters, and introducing himself to them.
 

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