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[Signal]

Signal was amazed at how much darkness he could feel within this temple, it’s not somethings he’s felt before. After coming back to his senses and hearing what Shakolt needed him to do, he nodded and made his way to the door. He turned back to look at Shakolt and said Make sure you deal with anyone who gets too close to us. He looks back at the ancient Sith gate and closes his eyes.

He uses all his energy to push back the darkness to open the gate but it’s too strong. He tries again one more time with all his might and... the gate opens.
Shakolt Tulgud

 

[Shakolt Tulgud]

Location: Nar Shaada
Objective: Study the Artifact
Tags: Signal
Equipment: Electrobaton | Sith Poison Blade

The entire scrap pile began to shake, dark side vines cracked and the bones of the long-dead explorers shattered. The ancient doors of the Sith temple slowly opened, spewing forth darkness with whispers of power and strength filling the minds of those nearby. Shakolt peered inside, in awe as the temple rumbled open. "Finally. All I've been waiting for." he said to himself before walking in with his helmet light on, illuminating the darkness within. "Watch where you tread. As beautiful as the dark side is it is also filled with deception and horror. This temple may not be big but we do not yet know what lurks within or what traps lay before us." he said to Shakolt before walking in. The dagger was pulsating much more now, Shakolt felt it. It called out to those strong in the force, reaching out to Signal to take the dagger. "Once we reunite it with its sheathe its alchemical properties should come to life."

The temple was considered small by Sith standards with no large outer temple area. Instead it was hidden away and descended underground, leading to many rooms and narrow corridors used to train Sith assassins of the ancient brotherhood of darkness. On the walls faces off Sith lords and ancient Sith inscriptions, talking of the deeds of ancient assassins. From ceremonial sacrifices to the killing off Jedi, the Sith had recorded it all, much to Shakolts delight who began capturing everything with his helmet cam. The dark side of the force was ever present in the temple and it seemed as if something far more sinister than ancient Sith tales awaited them below.

As Shakolt walked through he couldn't help feel he was being watched. The duo would continue deep down into the temple, avoiding traps and marking their path before coming across a shadowy room with a large central door. The shadows danced around as they approached the door and whispers could be heard. He turned to Signal. "We are not alone." he said activating his electrobaton. Suddenly a ghastly screech filled the air around them and an ancient and distorted voice could be heard speaking in ancient Sith.
" ᴬⁿᵗᵃᶦ ᵏᵃˢʰ ⁿᶦᵉ ⁿᵘᵒᵗᵉᵏ ᴺᵘʸᵃᵏ ᵍᶦⁿᵏˡᵃˢ ˢᵉᵏˡᵉᵗᶦ ᵇᵘᵗᶦ ᵐᵃⁿᵒˢᶦ ᵏᵃˣᵃᶦ ᵛᵉˡ " [There is no escape. My weapon shall be returned]
Soon Sith Undead emerged from the shadows, slowly approaching the duo, letting out a mixture of screeches and moans. Shakolt turned to Signal. "It seems we're close enough that they've decided to introduce themselves." he said before charging one of the undead and sweeping its legs, electrocuting it until its flesh, melted off its old bones. "Let us remove these long dead Sith so we may make the dagger whole again." The fight had begun and soon the undead approached Signal , charging right at him as they got within range of the Dark side user.

"ᴹᵉˢ ˢᵉᵏˡᵉᵗᶦ ˢᵉˡᶦᵉⁿ ᴬⁿᵗ ᵀᵘ ᵀᵃᵛᵉ ʲᵉⁿ' ᵍᵃʳᵗʰᵃᶻ ᴺᵒʳᵉᵗ ᶻʰᵒˡ" [We shall feed upon you. The dark side demands it.] The shadowy voice let out once more.

 

[Signal]

Tags: Shakolt Tulgud

Just as I thought things were too easy Signal exclaims as he ignites his saber cutting down a few of the dark side creatures. I think I can handle these guys from here, you need to continue through to find the powers of the blade, I ne- Right then one of the undead sith managed to knock the saber loose off of Signal while he was distracted with Shakolt. Thinking quickly, Signal pulls out a hidden blaster from under his cloak and starts blasting a few of them and making his way to retrieve is lightsaber.

If you find the secret powers hidden within the blade come back to me and we'll fight our way out, but make it quick! It seems as though as Signal chops one down, two more appear out of nowhere. You know what Signal un-ignites his saber and uses all his power to force push all of the "zombies" away. He quickly ran towards Shakolt who was blasting those "zombies" behind and grabs him. Change of plans we're going to go together He says as the duo continues through the hall.

(Sorry for the late reply, been a bit busy with life)

 

[Shakolt Tulgud]

Location: Nar Shaada
Objective: Acquire the Sheathe
Tags: Signal
Equipment: Electrobaton | Sith Poison Blade

"Yes I imagine my inferior force powers would not be sufficient for me to advance." he said brushing himself down. "There are also undoubtedly more undead so it'll be far better to travel together." Shakolt continued as the ran to the entrance to the great hall. Before he could move to open it the door opened up and revealed a large dojo, the walls covered with weapons, all of which have decayed and had been rendered useless. "All these artefacts, lost to time." Shakolt said commenting on the weapons. The doors behind them sealed unexpectedly.

"ˣᵃᶻ ⱽᵉᵉᵏ ᵗᵘ ᵛᵃˡᶦᵃ ᵍʳᶦᶻᵗᶦ ˢᵃᵛᶦᵐᶦ ᵏᵃˢʰ ᵗʳᵘⁿʸᵗᶦ " [Yes. Soon you will join them in decay] the ghastly voice said once more. From out the shadows another Sith Undead emerged, this one standing upright, its face obscured by a hood and mask and looked to retain some former traits. "ᴺᵘ ˢᵘᵃ ᵗᵃᵛᵉ ʳᵘᶻᵃ ᵐᵉᶦˢᵗʳᵃˢ ᶦʳ ᵗᵘ ᶻᶦⁿᵒᵗ ᵛʸᵏᵗᶦʲᵃ ᵏᵃᵐ ᵏᵃˢʰ ᵐᵃⁿᵒˢᶦ" [I am the grandmaster and you have taken what is mine.] the Undead spoke as he drew out an ancient Sith sword. On his belt, a dagger sheathe inscribed with the same runes as that of the dagger. Shakolt looked to Signal and hesitantly tossed him the dagger. "The sheathe is on his belt. Reclaim it." he said before drawing his weapons.

Shakolt knew that he was outmatched in single combat but with Signal, perhaps they could defeat the grandmaster. "If we get out of this then I have no doubt we shall find your parent's killers with ease." Shakolt said before watching the grandmaster let out a screech and charge towards the duo. Years of decay has dumbed his skills down but he remains a formidable and agile foe. He dashed towards Signal, blindly swinging the sword.

(All good, been a bit busy myself)

 

[Signal]

Tags: Shakolt Tulgud

Signal quickly ignites his saber as the undead grandmaster charges at him. He goes for a quick swing towards the neck of the undead but was pushed away byits force powers. Interesting to see that the force still lingers with the dead, but I'm not letting a zombie ruin my mission Signal launches himself towards the undead and starts swinging it towards the undead, all missing due to the undead dodging it just in time.

After trying to behead the zombie multiple times, Signal decided to go for a different approach and chop the undead's arm off, which he successfully did. He then noticed the sheathe and tries to take this opportunity to grab it from the walking corpse but was pushed away by the undead. Signal looks towards Shakolt, out of breath, and asks Alright, do you have any ideas?

 

[Shakolt Tulgud]

Location: Nar Shaada
Objective: Acquire the Sheathe
Tags: Signal
Equipment: Electrobaton | Sith Poison Blade

The undead let out a ghastly scream as its arm was chopped off. It looked weakened as it lost its arm, appearing older and far more frail but this all changed when it clutched the sheathe tight. The grandmaster let out an ancient chant and seemingly the arm wound healed leaving a stump and his eyes became invigorated with the same dark side energy as before. Shakolt watched from a distance, greatly interested by this. He skirted around the edge of the room firing shots at the undead which he seemingly absorbed with little care.

Shakolt spoke out to Signal. "Perhaps it is not him who posses the force but the sheathe." he said as he continued firing. Approaching with his electro baton the grandmaster swung back at Shakolt but did not pursue him any further, solely focused on Signal, or perhaps the dagger he carried.
"ᴺᵘ ˢᵘᵃ ᵗᵃᵛᵉ ʳᵘᶻᵃ ᵐᵉᶦˢᵗʳᵃˢ ᶦʳ ᵗᵘ ᶻᶦⁿᵒᵗ ᵛʸᵏᵗᶦʲᵃ ᵏᵃᵐ ᵏᵃˢʰ ᵐᵃⁿᵒˢᶦ" [I am the grandmaster and you have taken what is mine.] the Grandmaster let out once more before running right towards Signal. Missing an arm his cleaves were much more inacurate but potent to say the least. As it was now, when the grandmaster was right up close right up to signal it blindly reached for the dagger Signal now possessed.