To The Gods

[Darth Ferus]

The City of Olympus, a grand city of the planet Val'hala. Krest found himself there, a hood pulled over his horned head. Earlier just that day he had been going over the holocrons in the Templar's Sanctum and stumbled upon the tales of Force-Imbued blades, weapons as strong as a saber, but using the style of fight Krest had known more about. Out of sheer curiosity of the weapons he found himself on this planet, searching for the one called @[member="Sno Wyte"], CEO of the James Armor Co.

Or one of them. The Zabrak shook his head slow, business, politics, all of them weren't his strong suit. But this was his best beat if he wanted to find the blades. With JAC being a major weapons distributor, odds were they'd at least know how to make the weapons. And if they did, maybe he could learn how to do it himself. The Zabrak stepped quickly, fueled by his thirst for the knowledge of the ancient art. If he could learn it, then the Templar's could as well.

@Yun Denko @[member="Nickolas Imura"]

 

[Yun Denko]

Yun arrived at Olympus. She had been asking around as a neutral individual, trying to find things to better herself, and when she came in contact with Krest who talked of Force-imbuned blades, she jumped on the idea. Having been sent the rendezvous point, Yun traveled lightly throughout the city. Her robe blew back with the small amount of wind generated by her forward motion. Standard swords lay on her waist. Nothing special. For now, hopefully.

Spotting a hooded figure, she called out the call-sign given to her. "To the!" She calls out the first half of the sign to the hooded figure.

@[member="Krest"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

Krest smiled lightly under his hood. He could of done this by himself, but he figured it would be better to have some friends, or even make new ones. @[member="Yun Denko"] was a trust worthy soul from what Krest could see. Her pacifistic ways would probably help with any negotiations they may have to do, and sense he wasn't exactly the most civil talker, it was a major boon to have her.

He offered her a small salute, two fingers to the top of his head and a quick angle forward. He finished the call-sign calmly, simply happy that at least one of the other members of their little group came. "Gods."

 

[Garza]

I was not one of those kind of people that liked to be on different planets. I liked to stay in one place for a time. And since leaving Nar Shaddaa, I needed a new place to go. I used my ship to fly to a random planet. I noticed the name of Val'Hala. I let my ship carry me there by way of sleeping in hyperspace. In the span of seconds, a beeping sound came from the console and I woke up easily. Looking up, I saw that the ship was about to leave hyperspace. I grabbed my items. Taking only a few seconds to pick up a vibrosword, a double bladed lightsaber that I couldn't somehow use, and a blaster rifle. I let the vibrosword hang on my back and the lightsaber was horizontal against my waist on my back. While I would carry my rifle by hand. Even with the sling on the weapon.

I brought the ship down in the starport and set off. Walking out of the ship and the starport with no problems, I smiled, Letting the wrappings around my body conceal my....freakish nature. Really it was just a cloak that was moved over to my left side and also hid the slung rifle. I grew to not trust people all that often and now I would find someone that may need to trust me.

In my gut I could feel a churning like I needed to be here for a reason. As what it was, or is, I do not know. I walked out and noticed one of the largest buildings in the area. On the top of the building was some logo, though I could not make it out, I headed to that area. Hoping to maybe find something to better my life, and as I was searching for a cure against my poison, maybe a corporate place would be a good start.

@Krest @Yun Denko

 

[Yun Denko]

Yun slightly bows to her newfound companion. "Thank you, sir, for allowing me to accompany you on this endeavor." She rises from her bow. "Are we to expect any others, sir?" Her voice is inquisitive. As far as she knew. It was just her and him.

Closing the distance some more she looks closer at Krest. A Zabrak. She hasn't seen a lot of them before. Especially this close. They were always interesting to her. Nervously she smoothed down her already immaculately smooth hair.

@[member="Nickolas Imura"] @[member="Krest"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

Krest shook his head. "There was one I had learned was on Nar Shaddaa, but I'm not sure if he will be joining us. Regardless, I think I see the JAC headquarters." He motions to the same building @[member="Nickolas Imura"] was walking towards. "Shall we go and see if we can find this @[member="Sno Wyte"]?" He flashes a smile to @[member="Yun Denko"] and moved his way to the building. He was no longer walking as fast, but he still held an air of urgency, of childlike curiosity.

 

[Garza]

It took me only a few moments to find a way to cross the few streets there were. Walking was not that hard. But trying to not look suspicious was a different talent all together. I looked around as though I were scared of something. Really I was just watching for Jedi or Sith. Even a Bounty hunter. Being a Specimen and created by the aid of the Dark side. I was not a person that was going to be simply around for a short time. I wanted to live. I wanted to find this cure, if there even was one, or maybe find my older brother. If he was still alive.

Continuing to walk towards the large building, I noticed that others were out an about. I decided to start walking up the steps. I could hear behind me, "There was one I had learned was on Nar Shaddaa, but I'm not sure if he will be joining us. Regardless, I think I see the JAC headquarters." I thought that it might have been me, but really I didn't sign up for anything. I kept walking, and as they neared the door, I opened it with my right hand, allowing the other two, a Zabrak and what looked to be a human, inside.

"You wouldn't mind if I asked what you two are going to be doing?"

@[member="Krest"], @[member="Yun Denko"],

 

[Darth Ferus]

Krest nodded his head in thanks to @[member="Nickolas Imura"] as he stepped inside. He did a quick survey of the room, nodding his head slow. This certainly looked like the right place. Now, he just needed to find the CEO. He continued in, but stopped suddenly.

"You wouldn't mind if I asked what you two are going to be doing?" Krest looked over his shoulder at the speaker, more curios then anything. "For the moment we're looking into how to Force Imbue a weapon. Do you have any idea on that?" Never hurts to ask. Who knows, this guy could be the CEO he was looking for. Sno could be a males name.

@[member="Yun Denko"]

 

[Yun Denko]

Yun's blood pressure shot up. "Uh, sir, would this be the one?" She looked to her Zabrak friend. Having someone who knew what they were doing without their approval could be a scary situation. Having nothing to do, her thumb gently touched the hilt of her sword that was linked to her back side. It was a nervous habit rather than a sign of being aggressive.

(I might stop playing randomly. I'm on a bus with no plugins and my phone seems to die at godlike speeds.)

@[member="Nickolas Imura"] @[member="Krest"]

 

[Zaiden Dean]

Things had changed drastically in a short time. Sno had always had money, being royalty as well as ancient, but since her long time ally, Penumbra, died she had been far more wealthy. In a few months, her bank had been forced to transfer her monetary values towards those on Val'halla.

Times were trying, she was to lead a planet alongside hundreds of people galaxy wide that were willing to die for her? How did Zaiden do it? He was but a human. Even with her being far superior to man, she was having trouble.

Glancing to the skies for a moment, Sno listened to the sounds of the Force whispering guest arrivals. Turning and passing through the office, out into the hall then down to the front door, she opened the ornate double doors with a flourish, "Hello. Welcome to Val'halla, and James Armor Co respectively. How can I help you all?"

@[member="Yun Denko"] @Krest @Nickolas Imura

 

[Darth Ferus]

Krest shook his head t @[member="Yun Denko"]. "No, I don't know who he i-" He blinks for a moment, looking over his shoulder to @[member="Sno Wyte"]. He offers a bow of his head to the woman, smiling. "Do you have any information on force imbued weapons? Such as how to smith them and the such?" Hopefully this person has an idea. If so, his search would be over, and the hard part would begin.

@[member="Nickolas Imura"]

 

[Zaiden Dean]

Sno arched a brow and nodded, "I do, personally as a matter of fact. But the questions that must be asked is, do you have the credits required for resources as well as such talents? And you do know the downsides to such an ability correct? The typical lightsaber tends to be more deadly. It requires a great deal of skill, even remaining difficult for those apt in saber play.

"If this doesn't bother you, as well as being capable of the required payement, we can get started. A thousand credits will most likely be the end price, for each of you. 500 for teaching the skill, the rest for resources." She finished, and met each person's eyes. "As well, one of our other Smiths will be coming in to aid as well. I kind of owe him a lesson."

@[member="Yun Denko"] @Krest @Nickolas Imura

 

[Darth Ferus]

Krest rubs his chin for a moment, then nods slow. "That'll be around all I have at the moment, but if I can make the blade, I can make my own money at some point." The Zabrak chuckles, looking to the others quickly before looking back to @[member="Sno Wyte"]. "I am prepared to do this. I prefer a good blade to a saber as it is." He then goes quiet, waiting for the others responces.

@[member="Yun Denko"] @[member="Nickolas Imura"]

 

[Yun Denko]

Yun bowed to Sno. "Ma'am, I am prepared to pay the price of that and if my partners here have a lack of money I will most certainly pay for them as well." With a shy smile she looks to the third and final companion that had joined them as they entered the doors.



@[member="Krest"] @[member="Sno Wyte"] @[member="Nickolas Imura"]

 

[Garza]

I looked in amazement as they thought that I was the CEO of the company, but I was not. The woman that was called out as Sno knew how to make these weapons that were resistant to lightsabers. I nodded my head. Thinking about it, I looked slightly saddened at the woman. "I don't have the money, but I do have a rifle from the sith empire that I can trade you. maybe you could use it as a way to create a better weapon? other than that, I have a vibrosword that at the moment I'm not ready to give up until something else can replace it."

I turned to the other two looking kind of stupid. But if they were in my situation as a freak, the maybe they would understand.

@[member="Yun Denko"], @[member="Krest"], @[member="Sno Wyte"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

Krest held up a hand to @[member="Nickolas Imura"]. "No, here. I'll pay for it. In exchange once we're done learning you work for me for a while and help me pay some clients. I know the importance of a weapon, even if it's not something that was originally yours." He casts a glance to @[member="Sno Wyte"], raising a brow. "If that is alright of course."

The Zabrak could sense something from Nickolas. It was dark, but he could feel potential. Potential he didn't want the Sith or the Jedi to have. If he could get the boy to join the Templars, he could prove to be a great asset and maybe even conquer the darkness in him. But the choice was not just his or Nickolas. Sno was going to teach them, and if she wanted his offer more then the money, it was her right to take the deal.

@[member="Yun Denko"]

 

[Yun Denko]

Yun stepped forward. "Take no worries Krest. My family. We are rich. I have more than enough money to cover his bill. Please let me take care if it." Though she didn't say it. It would almost offend her if they didn't allow her to pay. "We can move on and begin learning now if that is alright."

@[member="Krest"] @[member="Nickolas Imura"] @[member="Sno Wyte"]

 

[Zaiden Dean]

@[member="Yun Denko"] @[member="Krest"] @[member="Nickolas Imura"]
(Sorry guys. Hectic life.)

Sno smiled, a soft tug of the corners of her mouth, "Payment isn't necessary at this time, so you may converse about this during the process." Turning on her heal, the ancient moved inward towards the work stations, "Move towards the back, look for a tall man with the "Dont Mess With Me" attitude. His name is Daemos, he will aid you in the combining of metals to craft the blade, as well how to enhance the metals to make them slightly more durable for the actual blade."

That being said, the womam gestured to the right way and made way to gather the crystals they would require.

 

[Matreya]

From the furthest point in the shop came a thunderous hammering. Daemos stood in front of a furnace, molding Beskar was a tedious process, but one he appreciated well. Making something so hard into something that could protect anothers life, it was a worth while job.

However the Beskar currently being hammered would be used to craft a sword of his own, not anothers. He had, of his own accord, chosen to make the same form of weapon the newcomers sought. However, thanks to his Mandalorian time, he could make the saber of a much more durable metal. The cutting capabilities could possibly be altered, enough that it could truly rival a saber.

 

[Garza]

I nodded my head as the woman come to say that we would be meeting with a guy called Daemon. Never heard of something like that before, but despite this, I followed her wishes. Going towards the back where everyone else would be.