The Science of sorcery (Darth Praelior)

[Shaddi]

Location: Fresia Galactic Grid coordinates: K-10
Planetary Location: The temple of Pain
Physical location: The Eternal Library

He had been awake for how long now? hours, days? It didn't matter he was immersed in books on either the ancient sith language to increase his knowledge of the language and on sorcery and alchemy. Bags had formed under his eyes as he poured over yet another tome infused with the force to be clear in his sight. Around the table he had chosen to use were stacks of force infused books creating something similar to a child's fortress when at play. At his side lay three Tuk'ata, bored into sleep at their masters endless search and devouring of knowledge.
As he read through the latest of the tomes which like most of them only described what a spell did not how to actually use it or apply it, the ancient lords were dicks to be certain. So jealously hoarding their secretes away from their enemies that it made it hard for future generations to learn anything usable from their texts and tomes. It was in this state of mind that T'zanith leaned forwards and fell into the grip of sleep that had for so long tried to sink it's claws into his mind that it was a welcomed sensation at this point, and so blissful sleep took over.
He didn't know how much time had passed when he finally woke up, an acolyte poking his shoulder and asking for one of the books in his stack for reading. The library had been nearly empty when he fell asleep, now it was bustling with quite activity of students and teachers searching for a tidbit of knowledge for their next class. With a silent rumble in his throat T'zanith leaned up and rubbed his temple as he handed the acolyte the book he was asking for, the force energy dissipated from his books told him that he had gotten at least a good six hours of sleep. Looking to his side he saw his Tuk'ata had run of, most likely to get some food or entertain themselves in the wild outside the temple.
He put in a request for one of the foremost lords in sorcery and alchemy to teach him, he could only hope the price for such a lesson wouldn't be to costly to him. Standing up he got ready to clean up when he noticed ahead of him three acolytes at the ages of around 14-16 in his opinion reading through the books on alchemy and sorcery of Karness murr, his personal books. "Kam dary j'us minti j'us buti dary?" He said his tone calm yet it gave a hint of venom and annoyance.
He had noticed that he had begun to speak the ancient sith language when he was frustrated or annoyed with increasing frequency. The students looked up with a start as he spoke, most likely grown so complacent that he was asleep that they hadn't bothered keeping watch. "O-uuuhhh..." One began to stammer of the three women before him. "We saw these in your stack and decided to read through it, this is a library and all of these books are available." Another said accusingly at him.
"True but those are mine, they are not from this library." He replied in a calm yet murderous tone causing the girl to shrink behind her friends in fear of him. "What do you think you are doing?! Those are my students acolyte stop terrorizing them." A pudgy little man said as he came bounding through the small crowd forming around them, he was an instructor, one of the failed knights that would only be of use as teachers instead of actual sith.
"I am no acolyte... Instructor." T'zanith replied calmly back to him but the way he said Instructor made it sound like he was already strangling the pudgy little man. As proof he pulled his robes neck to the side to reveal the mark of darkness on his left collar bone that marked him as a knight. The girls quickly handed him his books back in respectful manners and hurried away as the pudgy man herded them away from T'zanith. He however simply placed his books into his satchel and sat back into his seat with a loud sigh, when was that teacher coming? He thought as he leaned his head back and stared into the celing then closed off his sight and stopped all use of the force, intended or subconscious, and felt the wave of blissful reliese for a few moments. Then he heard footsteps oddly close behind him and opened his eyes again in the force, he wished he hadn't opened his eyes that fast. "Dujikri!"
He cried out as the illumination of a lord hit his sight and he reeled from the brightness of it and leaned forwards, rubbing his eyes a little before he looked back at the sith lord standing there behind him.

[member="Darth Praelior"]

Sith language translation
Dujikri «Damn»
Kam dary j'us minti j'us buti dary? «What do you think you are doing?»

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

[member="Darth Erebos"]

This place was intriguing... well interesting enough to get out of the lab as the giant of a zeltron was working with her assistant Elara and the rest of her Omega squad. The team securing what they could while moving around to try out the frame of the asherian whips or he shield. She was still working with that design to see what they could get going forward while her attention was on several things in books and her datapad. She was going over some of the things they had been working on for new sithspawn monsters they could use. Elara was there with her while they were working and testing some of the small samples they had collectd as sounds came to her ears and she rose up going to see what was happening while little things were there. "Interesting." Was all she needed to say while watching.

 

[Shaddi]

T'znaith "peered his eyes" a little in the force as he got used to seeing [member="Darth Praelior"] behind him. Standing up at attention he gave her a courteous bow to her. "My Lady." He said to her as he bowed, his tone as respectful as his bow. "Are you perchance the teacher I put in a request for?" He then had to ask as his curiosity mounted and he was forced to comply with it.
She was powerful, well above the normal lords he'd seen on Coruscant that was obvious. He did have to wonder though why would his request be answered by someone like her? She looked like she already had a student or assistant next to her so why had she appeared now?

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

[member="Darth Erebos"]

She was looking down at him and spoke with a small grin. "Perhaps." She motioned with her hand for him to follow as she was moving towards a more open area the large zeltron could fully stand and rise up to her full height. Her arms stretching out in an outside area popping her neck. "Now if you are the one who wished to learn you know I do not care for much. I prefer something of value from my students that is personal to them. Without that there is no lessons as you did not bring me different creatures for my experiments."

 

[Shaddi]

When referring to the woman as an ogre when referring to her size would be quite accurate, she was nearly twice his size and built like a tank in every respect but she was also a beauty as evident of her race. One of his Tuk'ata, Grarad the second of his male Tuk'ata. With a heavy Sigh he patted the Tuk'ata as it moved up beside him, he knew he had to do something for her or in this case give her something of value to him. "I can give you my word as it is my bond.... As well as my trusted Tuk'ata here at my side." He said, resigned to this. He could feel Grarads displeasure at being offered up to [member="Darth Praelior"], but a part of him knew that it was the only thing of real value to T'zanith, his Tuk'ata and his word.
Grarad would serve her well and faithfully but it would take some time to move the telepathic link the beast shared with it's master and to Praelior should she wish it.