Private The Price Of Spells

[Second Son]

Zoist was a world so similar to Korriban, and yet, the opposite. A frozen world to Korriban's barren desert. But home to the Sith species itself none the less. There was power there, with the species. They, with the original dark Jedi who would form the Sith, made Sorcery. The blending of the Force and their mysticism. It's why the masked figure of the Second Son looked over the planet from his shuttle. The secrets here would be added to his spellbook, and his mastery over his spells would grow. The modulated voice from behind his helmet spoke to the pilot. Who they were didn't matter. They were to drop him off, and come back in several days.

"Take us in."

He removed a single glove as he neared the memorial he had been searching for. The Second crouched before it, lightly brushing away the dust and snow. Ancient Sith writhing was scrawled all along it. From what he could read, a warning. These things always came with a warning. This one was a riddle, the secret to opening the entry way. 'No food I cook will ever fill me. And yet one simple drink will kill me.' A dry chuckle escaped the masked man as he drew a ritualistic blade across his palm. In blood he would write the answer.

Saud.

As soon as it was written the blood burned away in a flash of orange light. The Sith stood, replacing his glove after muttering a small spell to close the wound on his palm. Below him the ground shook and cracked, eventually falling in as a roof would under too heavy of snow. It was a chaotic thing, but the edge of this hole stopped just before the Second Son, and revealed was a staircase lower down. The path had been revealed.

Now was the time to walk it.

 

[Ladybug]

Gravity was a ruthless concept, as the invisible hands of Ziost would prove to be. Through various stages of atmospheric phases, the Sith Lord's ship Aries XIII fought a never relentless struggle to maintain it's balance through the frozen clouds that formed an icy rainbow that not only engulfed the planet; but casted a wintery haze of blindness upon windows of impending ships, raising yet another of fingers to the air tallying another victory.

Navigated by a highly sophisticated navigation system, the Aries XIII careened past highly painted mountain tops, their tips drooling down mountain shafts where the sun fought against ice; pooling into a pond where the ship was destined to be face planted. Holding tight to the reigns of her metal horse, the Sith Lord pulled back harshly on the teeth, bypassing a murderous mountain entirely, but landing less than advantageously upon a rift of casket forming ice. As she casually removed the restraints that held her fast to the ship's seat; her eyes saw a dark spiral to the east.

As she slowly uncuffed herself, here eyes never wavered from the towering spiral. Stepping out of her ship, eyes still transfixed upon the spiral, she produced a set of binoculars laying them upon the ancient monument. Slowly the enhanced vision tools drooped down to her waist, her natural eyes already plotting a course to the spiral.

Methodically the cat took cautious steps. Before her, failed by the snowfall, where a set of barely covered footprints, prints that led to the spiral. She didn't believe in the Force's perception of Fate; but there was a tugging and pulling that wished to draw her closer into the spiral.



Second Son

 

[Second Son]

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Traps were always a worry in these sorts of tombs. The entrance reacted to his blood because he had the ability to use Sorcery, but that didn't mean there weren't tests farther in. The figure pulled out the spellbook on his hip, flipping to one of the pages within. The Dark bent to his will, pooling around him into a thick cloud of black and shadow.

"Sì͉͖q̥̱s͉͎a̺̬͈͓."
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The shadows coalesced into their demonic shape, and the creature floated before it's master. He raised a hand, ready to send the creature down below and scout for him when something different hit the back of his mind. Another. His gaze turned to the horizon. "Find our guest. Bring them here." The Smoke Demon nodded once before floating off in the direction of the presence it's master felt.

Soon enough Ladybug would be greeted by the spectral being. Shadows, at first, which slowly reformed into the loose shape of a humanoid. A single hand raised to point in the direction the master was in. Then slowly would begin to try and lead the Sith Lord.