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Post by Revan on Mar 13, 2015 19:08:15 GMT -8
:Three Days Ago: " Maleval, it is time to assemble a new council. I have no idea who decided to forge a treaty with the Jedi, but that was a foolish idea. I am sure you have felt it. You, Talon, and I are not the only ones to be displaced by time. All across the galaxy there has been talks of others like us appearing everywhere. I have tracked down those that use the dark side of the Force much like ourselves. What many do not know is that I have already killed many of those in power from the old regime. I alone stand at the forefront. This galaxy will be molded into what I desire it to be. All will soon come to know and fear me. There will be an end to this hiding. We shall be the gods of the galaxy. So, go forth and summon those that i request. Those that do not come will immediately be branded as enemies of the new Sith Empire." "As you wish, my master." Jareth Sharl, Cho Wroth, Darth Talon, @mrsexy, @jacen, Quinn Leer |
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Post by Revan on Mar 14, 2015 10:58:01 GMT -8
:Korriban - Present Day:
Revan had never been to the Sith home world before. Already having his face hidden behind the mask of a long forgotten Mand'alor, the dark Jedi brought the craft in for a landing. Unlike his first few landing with the crew, this one had been smooth. After landing he pressed a button that opened up the hatch and began to walk out. Revan had been grateful to have Quinn and Jareth by his side, and today was no different. He found it odd that he had received a summons out of the blue like this. He found it even more intriguing that he was not the only one to have ideas about changing the current Sith Order. Revan had no idea who summoned him, but he knew it to be a genuine summons when he had Jareth decipher the ancient Sith code. On board with him had also been his new ally, Darth Maul whom he had met during his first time back to Tatooine. Also on board was the much more ferocious and hard to read Cho Wroth from the groups time on Ziost, the ice planet. The four dark Jedi were all summoned, and Quinn was always right there with them. As Revan stepped on to the ramp, he turned to ask the others a few things.
"Have any of you been to Korriban before, and does anyone find this summons to be odd?"
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Jareth Sharl
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Post by Jareth Sharl on Mar 14, 2015 19:05:28 GMT -8
Jareth's time most recently had been spent decoding ancient Sith text, even ancient for this time. He wasn't sure of the origins, but he could tell that it quite clearly was actual text and not something that had been whipped together to pull them out of hiding. That didn't however mean that this wasn't because someone was catching onto Revan's dealings, and wanted to put an end to it though. Jareth wasn't sure what to make of this yet, the Sith being confusing even to him in this instance, but he had done his best for Revan in the end. The Ship the group worked out of seemed to be getting more and more crowded every day. Darth Maul, Cho Wroth, Quinn, Revan and himself all took up different rooms (though Quinn was using her's less and less now that Jareth thought about it) and it was hard to find personal space, let alone time. Jareth had had to decode the holocrons while also leaving Quinn with lessons to further her skills with a lightsaber and the force. He didn't believe she was ready for a lightsaber, but he had provided her with a warblade now... an ancient Sith weapon that acted much like a lightsaber, but in a more physical form... still inlaid with Dark Side energies though. The Sith War SwordThe blade was inlaid with Sith text that he had translated, but had also left it with her as a lesson to translate. When she used it, it would slow red much like a real Sith Lightsaber, but it was still just as hard for her to wield. Upon leaving the ship he made sure she had it with her, and stopped only when Revan questioned the group about the planet and situation. "I have been here many times... both the temple and the tombs, but far in the future. I am not entirely secure with the situation though..." He admitted. "... Should i cloak some of us? Hide until we know what is going on?" He asked, his hand already brushing against the hilt of his pike on his back. |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2015 0:56:26 GMT -8
Maul didn't spend a lot of time in the room he was assigned to. He didn't sleep much anymore. There was no reason to lock himself up in that small room. So he preferred to hang out in the common area of the ship. Socialising wasn't the right choice of word of what he was doing there. Yet he spent his time sitting by the table and having a drink with his steel legs up, crossed by his cybernetic ankles. He was observing his new allies in silence. At least, it was a better option than picking on them and start looking for fights. But Maul knew better. He might not be the friendliest person in the bunch, but this was him being in his nicest.
As they landed, the group of Sith Lords and that female human headed toward the ramp; ready to get outside. Still keeping his silence, Maul approached the exit. He didn't even wear his black robes. That would only get in the way, if there was a battle ahead. He was comfortable with his black tunic and baggy trousers. Three sabers were clipped to his belt, which surrounded his waist in a tight fit.
"A trap." He finally broke his silence at Revan's question. He had been in Korriban a few times. But none were for friendly calls. He was sent by his former master for retrieving certain things in various missions. It was nothing like this. Moving as a group wasn't a wise option here, he believed. Yet it could be the best option in the end, too; having more strength in numbers.
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Post by Cho Wroth on Mar 15, 2015 19:33:25 GMT -8
Silence of space was not calming but was more a bother than sleeping in a force void bubble. Wroth kept to himself for the journey. The group was not what Cho would have called functional. So to keep his primal side from wanting blood and pain he chose to put himself into a force meditation while hiding himself in the force. He had done this many times but often he was within a void when he was training his mind. Now though the effort was harder but by far more satisfying.
When they landed he was not wanting to be seen so diving deep into the force he hid. Along with his silent stalk he left the ship with none seeing him. His group was an odd one but he needed to go have an eye on another group that he had a better connection with. Finding a crevasse that held an abandoned tomb that led into a cave system to the deeper caves of Korriban. Once inside he churbbled a sith hound call he had used to call them when he had lived here.
A few minutes later and a scout hound came to check out the call. Upon seeing him and getting his scent he worbbled out a call of a all clear-returner. Soon the hound was joined by many other hounds. The pack was smaller than they had been they were 18 count down from 30 plus strong. The temple training hounds were better feed and often larger but they had lost the wild side of themselves so they were less in Cho's eyes.
Rubbing and petting purring loudly they got to know each other once again. Cho had looked at one of the younger sith hounds and found that it had a scar that was from one side of his muzzle to the back of his head. The scar was the work of a saber. The hound was only three years old and was no threat to anyone sith, ever. Seeing that scar made his rage boil. Calling Scar to him they left the cave and moved back to the hanger to see if any plans were made.
Getting to the hanger he saw most at the foot of the ramp and speaking quietly among themselves. He and the young scarred sith hound came near to the fringe edge of the group. He waited to be noticed and asked his opinion.
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Quinn Leer
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Post by Quinn Leer on Mar 16, 2015 18:05:41 GMT -8
It seemed every time Jareth and Revan went out on an expedition they brought someone new home. First it was the strange creature, Cho Warth, and then it was the half robot half horned man otherwise known as Darth Maul. Quarters were tight despite the fact that Cho kept to himself. While Revan, Jareth, and Maul spent their time doing whatever it was they were doing, Quinn divided her time between Jareth and the homework he would give her. She was spending more and more time in the older man's room, even when he poured over the texts he was meant to decode. In fact, she hardly spend time in her own quarters and avoided the common room as much as possible seeing as how Maul had taken up camp there. She didn't need him to watch her make the walk of shame.
Just before the left the ship Jareth had assured Quinn had the blades at her side. She had them, but was honestly surprised that he had given them to her to begin with. In her mind she pictured what Aldric's reaction might have been. It amused her to think of how distraught the detective would be if he could see her now. She refused to allow herself to feel nervous about the meeting. These Jedi-type, or rather Sith, could smell fear as if they were animals. The thought of Aldric distracted her enough to remain seemingly confident in whatever came next. The only thing that broke into her thoughts was Revan's question. He didn't even know why they were here? Why did he come then? Quinn managed to not roll her eyes or question Revan. The man was drawn to sketchy situations, it seemed but so far it hadn't gotten them killed. Jareth answered first, offering to cloak their presence with the Force. To this she raised an eyebrow wondering who he meant to cloak? She was willing to bet he included her in the list of people to cloak, though she couldn't really think of a reason why he'd want to. It seemed of all of them her presence was the least offensive. Maul quickly butt in suggesting the most likely option, a trap.
"Knowing our luck he's probably right," Quinn grumbled giving Halfie a side glance.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2015 3:29:05 GMT -8
A private ship landed in one of the secluded areas of the familiar planet, Korriban; with two passengers inside. He had been here many times before. That was how he learned about his destiny, while not all the details were revealed to him. But it never mattered much. He had every intention of making those details by his own will, drawing his path as he wished. His life didn't depend on words coming out of anyone's lips.
The call was suspicious, yet it perked up Darth Caedus' interest. While he weighted the options ahead, he decided it was the best to visit this place and examine things by his own eyes. He could just sent his apprentice to do this by herself, yet it could be a suicide mission that way. He had no idea what was awaiting them here. Thus, he didn't go for that route. He wasn't planning to experience a losing situation again. It happened once before and Caedus could still remember it bitterly. So he had no intention of sending Tahiri to her death.
Not alone anyway.
But he wasn't planning to die today either. He was confident enough to believe he could face just any situation. He also had his apprentice to watch his back, having full trust on Tahiri.
He stopped the engines and then pulled his large hood over his head to cover his face. As decided both Sith were in over-sized black robes and hoods. Caedus planned to keep his identity as a secret. To his new title as a fresh senator, it would be improper to show up his face in such meetings. The time for the truth would come in the future. But not yet. A lot of things had to be done first. He didn't need to warn his apprentice about how they needed to be very careful. That was something Tahiri already knew of.
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Post by Tahiri Veila on Mar 17, 2015 18:59:05 GMT -8
Tahiri had watched from the window of the cockpit as the planet Korriban came into view, then as Jacen maneuver the craft into a perfect landing. She had of course come to this planet before, though it was of course different from when she had first come; given to the point that they were now way in the past instead of their own time. It hadn’t been too long ago that Tahiri had received a summons from an unknown person; but someone that seemed to know of Jacen and herself. After sharing this information with her master; and finding that he too had received a summons as well. She was of course willing to go in Jacen’s place, but he had decided that both of them would go. After all it was possible that it was a trap and it was always good to have two; not to mention to have someone you could trust.
When the craft landed, Tahiri stood and flowed Jacen out. She wore long black robes just like he did, with the hood pulled over her head covering most of her face. The plan was to keep their identity hidden for now. They had worked too hard to get Jacen higher in the senate to have it all go to waste now. Jacen spoke no word about how important it was for the both of them to be careful, she knew all too well how dangerous this could be. If it was in fact a summons for all Sith to come to Korriban or even a cleaver trap done by the Jedi Council to bring the Sith out of hiding; both outcomes could mean danger. It wasn’t always a wise thing to bring a lot of Sith together, there was always so many tempters and pride.
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Post by Revan on Mar 25, 2015 20:28:31 GMT -8
"Haha. So, at least we are all thinking the same thing. This more than likely is a trap. Since when do the Sith gather like this? I wouldn't be surprised if they were on to me, but I have faith in all of your abilities. We should make it out of this alive. No, Jareth, they will most certainly be expecting us. If anything, hide Quinn. While it would be safer for her on the ship, it is also of vital importance that she learns of what transpires here."
"Darth Maleval...not a name I am sure any of you are familiar with either, right?"
Even with all of the questions racing through his mind, Revan exuded a rather distinguishing calm. Everyone of the group displayed something different. While many could not pick up on this, each of them could. It was just an added benefit of being tied so deeply to the Force. By now, Revan had made his way to the entrance of the Sith temple. The former Jedi readied himself for whatever lay beyond. There could have been anything in wait. It was also possible that this wasn't even a Sith summons. Still, he was sure there were not too many that knew of such an ancient Sith dialect. Whatever or whoever summoned them had an intimate knowledge of the Sith and the dark side of the Force.
"Quinn, you may be tested today. Be ready to show all that Jareth has taught you if the need arises. If you do well enough, I may have a gift for you--"
As he spoke, he could feel a greater darkness from within the temple. There was a darkness that was greater than anything he had ever imagined. As he let the wave of nothingness pass over him, Revan began to realize that his journey into the dark side was far from complete. It was a gnawing feeling. It was as if though something was feeding off of his connection to the Force.
"Whoa. I can't be the only one that feels that."
OOC: A wound on the Force is located within the Sith temple. No one is to investigate it. Basically, you just describe the wound's presence in the Force.
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Post by Darth Talon on Mar 26, 2015 13:14:36 GMT -8
It was time for the Siths to come out of hiding, to embrace that they were all displaced in time and where now given a great chance to change the futures that they knew; change it so that the Sith could rule the galaxies. Her master was right that they were not the only Siths to be brought back to this time they were all now living in. So the time had come to band together, to break down the treaty that the Jedi and Sith of this time had formed and destroy the Jedi forever. Talon couldn’t help but smile at the thought of her master ruling the galaxies, with her a his right hand and many other Sith serving below him. Of course they would need other rulers, for they couldn’t be everywhere.
Talon was sure there would be a few sith that would not want to agree to join them, many of the in fact would at one point take on her master to try to prove they were better than he was. It was a fault it seemed with the Sith, they always wanted power and willing to do what they needed to over throw the one that currently held power. Granted at time this worked; after all she had killed her former master all because her current one had ordered her to. Other times however they just ended up dead and everything went back to how it was.
With her order given to her, Talon bowed and left the room going to wait for the Siths to arrive.
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Jareth Sharl
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Post by Jareth Sharl on Mar 26, 2015 22:11:57 GMT -8
The entire group continued to remain there for the time being, Revan still asking his questions to the group. Maul was quite to the point as always. It was certainly something that had crossed Jareth's mind, but at the same time it didn't seem right for a trap either. Perhaps they wanted them to make a stand, or answer for something; that would make more sense. At the same time this mystery Sith wasn't anyone Jareth would know how to gauge, so perhaps it would have been wiser for him not to jump to any kind of conclusion like that. For all he knew this could be the most tactless Sith in History... and that is why no one had heard of him. "That's is quite the positive outlook..." Jareth commented, clearly sarcastically.
To Jareth's own suggestion he nodded lightly, looking over to Quinn and then reached out, touching her presence through the force enough to muddy her force essence, and soon enough she seemed to fade away from those in the group.. a silhouette being all that was left. They could see that much only because they knew she was there, and because Jareth allowed them to see that much. In reality his skill in this area was so strong he could have totally willed her to disappear if he wanted to. This was more so they would know where she was though in case things got heated.
Jareth arched his brow though as Revan commented about having something for Quinn, but he thought little of it before he continued down the ramp with the rest of the group... using his pike to tap the ground as he walked just to give his idle mind something to do. They moved to the temple now, Jareth sure to keep his eyes peeled but said little. At the Door he heard Revan speak, and sure enough there had been a tear in the force that Jareth could feel just as well as Revan did. "I do not think that is our friends." Jareth observed, having felt the power from it for a moment...
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Post by Deleted on Mar 30, 2015 5:13:48 GMT -8
Maul didn't have expectations from others. But a Sith meeting only meant trouble. Nothing good could come out of it, knowing from experience. He was counting the moments before everyone drew their lightsabers and started to attack each other. Of course, he was now allied with a group of Sith. While power came in numbers in situations like this, Maul trusted no one.
His golden eyes shifted from Raven to Jareth. Then he was openly glaring at the female. He could sense the Force within her, yet it was so raw. Very unshaped. The Dathomirian Sith Lord didn't believe it was a good idea to bring her here. She would be the first one to be targeted. But soon she was being cloaked by Jareth, who seemed to care for her. Maul saw it as weakness.
Soon the group started to head for the temple. Maul was silent. He didn't bother to cloak his presence in the Force. While he could, he rarely chose to do that kind of thing. If anyone wanted to challenge him, he was here and ready for it. Of course, he was confident and cocky like that.
As they came closer, he could feel something in the Force. It was like an open gap. A bleeding wound. The disturbance was too great to miss. But Maul's face showed no changes about this. Though, it made his hand reach for one of the sabers attached to his belt. He didn't draw it yet. But it didn't hurt to be cautious.
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Post by Revan on Mar 31, 2015 20:53:10 GMT -8
His orders were clear. Darth Krayt would not be attending the meeting, but instead watching a recording of the meeting at a later time. Maleval did not questions his masters motives, but the meet itself was perplexing. What was his mater planning? He wanted to be in the know, but he also knew that Talon was left in the dark concerning the moves of lord Krayt. The ones that were to meet were going to be part of the new order. That was all that he was told. Maleval was to sell them on the idea, and if not...Talon and he were to kill anyone that resisted the ideals of their master. At the present moment he could feel a few strong connections to the Force. It undoubtedly had to b some of the Sith that his master had summoned to the Sith temple.
"Alas, it begins."
NOTE: All that have begun to enter the temple can make a first interaction with Maleval. He is waiting a main hall not far from the entrance.
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Post by Cho Wroth on May 29, 2015 18:00:28 GMT -8
Cho moved through the entrance of the Sith temple with his power signature lowered to the minimal level with out hiding.
He was not even going to stretch out is power or senses in this place for the last time he was here most if not all wanted him gone or dead. Now with his return trouble would soon follow so no need of searching it out for it would come to him soon enough.
Slowly quietly using his silent stalking skill he moved through the halls of the temple till he came to the main hall. Once inside he saw Darth Maleval in the center Cho though stayed to the shadow's edge. Coming to the shadow closest to the Darth.
Hello again.
There was not much more he could say that would again be of any point. Until the full reason of why the sith were being called no other words would be needed.
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