Post by Darth Nergul on Jan 3, 2009 0:50:05 GMT -5
Such a long time Katzal has been here, training in an old abandoned Sith temple. There were so many traces of slaughter and fighting inside here. The blood, the bones, and even the emotions that still flowed around in the place. One could sometimes hear the old apprentices whispering into their ears, or perhaps young Nevel has simple gone insane. Anyhow, the place has earned new scars from his slashing, but its time for him to finally search for more answers.
"There has to be at least something around here," he said to himself out loud, knowing that no one here should be alive. Starting to wander to other sections of the temple, he realized he had never opened a door. It was locked shut, and being without a key, the only way to open it was to cut his way through. As graceful as a madman can do anything, he pushed the wall that he cut through inside and squeezed himself inside. What was found was a control room, or perhaps more of a security room. There was a huge set of monitors all hooked up to cameras, a good number of them having nothing but static. "Useful, but not exactly something I'm looking for."
What else could there be in the room was the question. There were emptied cabinets, and the remains of people started to come up. He found a simple disk and accessed the information inside. Presumably someone was trying to test out a fume, to drive somebody insane. Katzal simply set it aside, disregarding anything that would convince him that he himself was going mad. "I wonder if that strange fume is still around," he wondered however. "Judging by the decay of the place it seems to have been quite some time ago. Explains how everyone died, at least." He decided to watch the monitors for now, going through recordings to see if there was any trace of his presumed father, Darth Nergul, Zi Nevel.
"There has to be at least something around here," he said to himself out loud, knowing that no one here should be alive. Starting to wander to other sections of the temple, he realized he had never opened a door. It was locked shut, and being without a key, the only way to open it was to cut his way through. As graceful as a madman can do anything, he pushed the wall that he cut through inside and squeezed himself inside. What was found was a control room, or perhaps more of a security room. There was a huge set of monitors all hooked up to cameras, a good number of them having nothing but static. "Useful, but not exactly something I'm looking for."
What else could there be in the room was the question. There were emptied cabinets, and the remains of people started to come up. He found a simple disk and accessed the information inside. Presumably someone was trying to test out a fume, to drive somebody insane. Katzal simply set it aside, disregarding anything that would convince him that he himself was going mad. "I wonder if that strange fume is still around," he wondered however. "Judging by the decay of the place it seems to have been quite some time ago. Explains how everyone died, at least." He decided to watch the monitors for now, going through recordings to see if there was any trace of his presumed father, Darth Nergul, Zi Nevel.