Darth Vyrassu
Immortal Jen'ari Sith Emperor
Darth Vyrassu
Jen'ari Sith Emperor
Location: Imperial Citadel, Emperor's throne room, Zarchas Kitza
Tag: Jairdain
Zarchas Kitza, a planet blanketed in the dark side, eternal electrical storms and snow storms in certain areas. It was a planet with many different environments, beaches, islands, tundras, swamps, the jungles, then just outside of the jungles was the massive rocky mountains with several mesas, one particular mesa that was hundreds of miles long and wide, stood a beautiful metropolitan city. Looking very dark in the night sky, but lit up by the flashing of lightning. This city was massive, buildings reaching high into the sky, so many different districts so much to do. This was the capital city of The Reconstituted Sith Empire otherwise known as The Jen'ari Empire, Zarchas City. Zarchas City sat on the capital plant of the empire, Zarchas Kitza. In Zarchas City near the back of the city sat the tallest building in the entire city. This building was a beacon of the Empire's power. The Sith Imperial Citadel. Inside these walls stood thousands upon thousands of Sith, The Dark Council, and The Jen'ari Sith Emperor himself.
Inside the Citadel in his massive throne room sat Vyrassu. The room was very dark, slightly lit up with red lights in various locations. The room was circular, in the middle was a massive pit that dropped down into blackness. In the center of the pit was a medium round platform with a large computer like thing coming down the center. Directly underneath it sat Vyrassu in his throne. There was only one way inside or out of this room, and it was over a long and wide bridged path to a very large double door entry that was flooded in a glowing red light. Along the path stood numerous Jen'ari Imperial banners, and in between each one stood a Shadow Guard.
Vyrassu watched the glowing red entry way as if he was waiting on someone, but who. Whoever it was seemed important as Vyrassu was focused. Wearing his traditional Dark Lord robes, pure black floor length robes, with his belt, and twin pauldrons on each shoulder and a Hood up over his head bathing his face in darkness so it can't be seen that well. Vyrassu's mind clear for the moment, but his power filling the room in darkness, a feeling of cold, death, darkness and depression that most would succumb to. Vyrassu heavily trained in the darkside, being a powerful user of it made him extremely deadly. Vyrassu normally didn't allow visitors into his throne, they usually only got as far as seeing The Dark Council first, and that was if they were lucky. But Vyrassu had allowed someone to visit him, question was who? The main entry double doors finally opened and in the glowing red entry stood someone.