The ways of the sorcerer... [Darth Naefas]

[Veran]

"Peace is a lie there is only passion"​

Veran walked through the halls of his new home, towards the meeting place were he would meet his new master, on his way he recited the code of the Sith under his breath​

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"Through passion, I gain strength​

Veran hadn't expected a master to want to meet with him so soon, he was only new to the One Sith and it all seemed a little bit overwhelming, hopefully this person, whoever he or she was could teach him in the art of Sith Sorcery, you saw Assassins and Warriors around all the time, but very few Sorcerers.​

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"Through strength, I gain power"​

Veran hoped this master would give him rigorous training, in fact he didn't want easy training at all he would prefer to feel the pain and if he proved weak and his master wished to kill him, then he wasn't tough enough for the training anyway.​

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"Through power, I gain victory"​

Veran wanted to taste the victory of reaching Knighthood, he had dreamed about his training ever since he had became a Sith.​

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"Through victory, my chains are broken"​

Veran felt his upper left back with one of his Lekku's, on that exact spot was the only proof that he had ever not been affiliated to the One Sith, a tattoo that had shown that he was once affiliated to pirates.​

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"The Force shall free me"​

Veran felt the power of the code wash over him, that was the code that had changed so many people to the Sith, that was the code that had changed him.​

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Veran had reached the meeting place, all there was to do now was to wait for this Knight or Lord to greet him.​

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[Tormax Tryte]

The Sith Pureblood's feet walked through the corridor towards the training room. There was a Twi'lek that interested him that had recently joined the ranks of the One Sith. He knew enough about the Acolyte that he would be a good - or at least an adept user of Sith Sorcery, with intense training that is. You didn't just become a Sith Sorceror over night after all.

Black robes trailed on the floor behind him as he walked, he imagined himself as the Sith Emperor, stalking through the Academy upon Korriban. Back when Korriban was under the Sith's control. Back when the Sith had actually been strong. It didn't matter anymore though, he was a Darth now, he had taken his title of victory when he became a Knight just before the Invasion of Korriban.

Naefas had fought Jedi several times since his first battle which had been at the side of at current time Sith Emperor on Dac, and when the Invasion of Coruscant began, he would be there too. He had promised a certain Jedi Master that he would be on Coruscant when she burned to the ground. When the One Sith trampled the innocent and insignificant life of the weaklings. And through all of those battles, his skill within the Force had increased.

Increased to the point that he had taught several Acolytes upon the usage of Force Lightning and other aspects of the Force. Combustion was something that he believed this Apprentice would benefit from. And then he emerged in the training room to see, [member="Veran"] there, waiting for him to arrive.

"Good. You are already here." He said, and he waited for the Acolyte to bow before he did so himself. "Why are you here? Why the Sith? What do you want from the Sith?" He expected all the basic answers. Power.

He didn't really mind those answers, but hearing about more than just power would force Naefas to be so much more inclined to forge a powerful student when he put his marks on him at the end of his training.

 

[Veran]

Veran didn't have to wait very long for this man to appear, he seemed to be one of those really rare Sith Purebloods, Veran didn't mind that, in fact that was awesome that he was being taught by such a rare species, the Pureblood looked content that he was already waiting there for him, the man spoke, at least Veran thought he was a man "Good you are already here" Veran responded with an instant bow to the man as he followed that with a string of different questions.



"Why are you here? Why the Sith? What do you want from the Sith?" he had to think about those questions "Well power would be nice, but power is such a common answer that is not what I truly seek from my time here, I seek the will to be able to be a conqueror, I want to use any means I can to use the power of the force in the way you teach me, to be able to bend and manipulate the dark side to my will, I want my chains to be truly broken and most of all I want to become a sorcerer, possibly one day I want to become the most powerful Sith Sorcerer to set foot in this galaxy, I want my name to be a regular household name and I want my name to strike fear into the hearts of others"

Those were his goals and dreams for now, but what about when he had completed them? Then he would have to create an entirely new set of goals and dreams, but right now that meant nothing to him, he could feel the burning sensation of dark side energy coursing through his veins, he was ready for this, he had been ready for this his entire life, he was ready to embrace who he truly was... a Sith
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[Tormax Tryte]

The Sith Knight hadn't been truly impressed with the reasons of the Twi'lek, but they were better than his, and better than the ones that he disliked.

So they were good enough.

"Good." Naefas said with a nod of his head and he started to stalk around the twi'lek. Most Sorcerors were small, or lanky. Naefas was tall and built, slightly smaller than what the typical Sith Warrior would like, but still able to fight with a lightsaber and wield the Force with both hands. That's what he wanted for his Apprentice.

He had to be capable of fighting with a lightsaber and the Force, using one was good if the Galaxy only held only one type. But that wasn't the case. You were forced to fight people who had secret compartments in their armour, such as Mandalorians, or people who wielded blasters and slugthrowers to fight.

If Naefas was old enough, he would have made sure he learned all of those forms of combat. But there had been no time, the Empire had fallen, the Sith scattered and the One Sith formed. It was a good thing in a way...Now Naefas could enact his revenge upon the Republic. And use it to his advantage.

"What do you know of the history of the Sith? How we come to be?"
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[Veran]

Veran looked at his possible master as he asked what he knew about the history of the Sith, that would be hard to just pinpoint a beggining to what he knew, because he knew so much. So he began with the recent history
"When I was just a young Twi'lek boy there was on standing Sith Empire, and many minor Dark Sided factions, many of these minor factions would never survive because that Sith Empire was so powerful, they taught many students and the ones that survived there training were given the rank of Knight, much like the system the Orders now have, although recently this Sith Empire just disappeared, or so it did according to the holocron articles, there were many rumors flying around about Sith hiding in the darkest shadows of the galaxy, the first order to reveal itself was one known as The Sith Council, which as I believe no longer exists, and then comes the New Order, which is made out of the remnants of the original Empire, but that wasn't what I desired, those factions had nothing for me I had to search deep in the shadows of the rumors and secrecy, it was a Knight from here who approached me about the One Sith, the true Sith of the galaxy and now we are on the way of becoming a recognized figure of the galaxy, this invasion of Coroscaunt our leaders are planning are gonna make us known across the galaxy"
Hopefully that was enough to please the Knight before him, he had learnt all of this through rumors and news articles of the galaxy, he had even be told legends about the old Dark Lords as a child, but he didn't want to go back that far in the history, the one he knew lots about was recent history and that was what he was gonna stick with what he knew the most about, he waited for the Pureblood to respond, telling Veran if it was good enough or not.
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[Tormax Tryte]

"That's not what I was asking." The Sith Knight said and the bluish-purple energy of Force lightning started to crackle from his hands and he gave a predatory grin from underneath his hood. Shaking his head the Force lightning dissipated into the air before it could be used. He didn't even know what this twi'lek could do yet.

"I'll let you research what I was asking at the end of this session." He said, and then his right hand snapped upwards, releasing the Force push from his hand and towards the apprentice.

Fight.

Were the words that would have appeared in the Apprentice's mind, fight if you want to become a Sith.

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