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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Sept 25, 2009 11:10:42 GMT -5
Mission Name The Brotherhood of Darkness
Maximum Participants: 7
Mission Plot ( Year: 3,900 BBY) Shortly after the fall of the Jedi Order at the hands of the Jedi Exile the galaxy has become a haven for darkness. Taking advantage of this chaos a new fraternity of so called "Sith Lords" have staked their claim on the outer rim world of Yavin IV. Among them, a fallen Knight named Zi Nevel who now called himself Darth Nergul. An orphan named Abel who had been raised by Wookiees on Kashyyyk. An outcast following in the footsteps of Exar Kun named Ezekiel Rage. And a man filled with bitterness and hatred called Alex Drake... or Cain as he was better known. Darth Cain sent out a call to all who would listen, that the Sith who had been destroyed by Revan on Korriban would rise again, this time among the ruins of Naga Sadow's temple on Yavin's fourth moon. This call attracted the attention of the Sith but also of others... Though most of the Jedi were defeated, one remained in hiding when Cain made his call. Jedi Master Si Quan, who had trained innumerable students at the Jedi Temple on Coruscant, was alerted to this new gathering of the dark side. Sensing that some of those involved were not so unfamiliar to him, he decided to investigate. Also attracted by the Sith's call were the Shadows, Kumori from the planet Chinine. Relics of a long extinct race, these Kumori were the last of their kind. One a master saber duelist named Raiken, the other a loner named Zilfer who bore a striking resemblance to one of the Sith's more recent enemies. These seven men are all now on a collision course, their destination is the Massassi Temple on Yavin IV. Their clash there will certainly shape the future of the galaxy to come. Now it's just a matter of who will reach the Dark Lord first... The Players/Characters! Character Profiles 1. Si Quan (Galleakid)Class: Consular Age: 67 Sex: Male Height/Weight: 6'0" 150lbs Species: Human Items: Brown Jedi Robes, Single hilt blue lightsaber Strength: 15 Agility: 20 Will Power: 40 Force Power: 25 Info: Si Quan was brought to the Jedi Temple at a very young age and was trained by an accomplished Jedi Master in Master Rodvy. In watching Rodvy, Si learned not only compassion but toughness as well. Never showing fear or anger in even the most trying of circumstances. Si Quan quickly became a decorated war hero during the Jedi Civil war, opting as many Jedi had to join Revan in his crusade against the Mandalorians. However, unlike his comrades, when Revan returned from the depths of Malachor V a brutal conquering Sith, Si Quan resisted. His padawan at the time however, did not. The young Zi Nevel had become angry with the Jedi. He felt that their inaction was to blame for the death of his parents at the hands of Mandalorians. Zi slipped away from his master and joined the Sith on Korriban. Finding himself largely alone in his struggle, Si fled to Alderaan to seek solitude where he remained in large part until hearing word of his apprentice again. This time headed to Yavin to join with Cain. 2. Raiken (Elifain)Class: Sentinel Age: 28 Sex: Male Height/Weight: 6'4" 200lbs Species: Human Items: Light gray robes, two curved hilt silver lightsabers, cortosis weave katana Strength: 30 Agility: 40 Will Power: 10 Force Power: 20 Info: A former Jedi Weapons Master and skilled practitioner of all six of the basic lightsaber forms, Raiken was a formidable opponent to say the least. In the chaos that followed the Jedi Civil War, Raiken found himself acting as a mercenary for hire to make ends meet. The dark applications of his Jedi training surly would not have sat well with his masters, but desperate times call for desperate measures. Perhaps in an attempt to rationalize his choices with himself, Raiken found the teaching of the Kumori to more readily suit his new found style. After many years with little cash flow, Raiken found himself in desperate for work. So desperate that he found himself on Nar Shaddaa making a deal with the Hutts, and the slugs had a high bounty to offer. Any force user would bring a handsome reward, but one in particular, the famous Revan, would fetch a virtual fortune. Raiken had his doubts he would be able to locate Revan, but if he could not find the man himself he could always settle for the next best thing... 3. Zilfer of Shadows (Guess who)Class: Consular Age: 25 Sex: Male Height/Weight: 5'7" 140lbs Species: Human/Mitsukai Items: Gray Jedi Robes, double hilted dark core silver lightsaber, Cortosis Kumori blade Strength: 20 Agility: 10 Will Power: 30 Force Power: 40 Info: To ensure his ultimate victory the Dark Lord Revan planned to have himself cloned so that and only he would reign as Lord of the Sith. But before Revan could see his plan come to fruition he was betrayed by his current apprentice Malak. The project code named "Zilfer" had failed... or had it? The clone had been fully grown, but it had not yet assumed an identity. When the Jedi took Revan from his ship that day when Malak fired on his old master they also attempted to destroy all Revan's experiments seen as "dark perversions" that happened to be on board with him. Among these was Revan's clone. The Jedi, not ones to believe in slaughtering any creature, released the clone with the rest of the cargo, putting its life into the hands of fate. And as fate would have it this clone would wind up on Chinine. Assuming the identity found etched in the tube he had been born in, "Zilfer", he quickly went about teaching himself from the many ancient tomes on Chinine. Zilfer learned about the history of the Kumori and found that he too had an extraordinary gift. Though a failed experiment an a recluse, Zilfer taught himself to be an exceptional warrior, truly the last of the Shadows... the last Kumori. 4. Darth Abel (Ragnus)Class: Sentinel Age: 17 Sex: Male Height/Weight: 6'2" 162lbs Species: Human/Sith Items: White Robes, Single hilt red lightsaber Strength: 20 Agility: 30 Will Power: 15 Force Power: 35 Info: Abel was orphaned at a very young age, a child left in the wroshyr branches in the shadowlands of Kashyyyk. The boy was taken in by an outcast Wookiee name Freyyr. The Wookiee did his best to raise the boy, to teach him to be a fierce fighter, but Abel's inner rage was too much to control. Be it youthful indiscretion or sheer morbid boredom, Abel constantly sought to challenge himself against greater and greater prey. When the beasts of the shadowlands became too easy for him he decided it was time to leave Kashyyyk in search of a new type of game. He found exactly the challenge he had been looking for in the few remaining Jedi that hid themselves throughout the galaxy. Hunting Jedi like animals, Abel killed as many as 12 by the time he was 17 years old, his most recent and certainly most impressive conquest being the former Jedi Master Rodvy. Old as he may have been, he would still have proven a powerful opponent. Now having heard of Cain's call to Yavin IV, Abel sees for himself an opportunity to move to the next level. 5. Zi Nevel (Darth Nergul) (Skylar)Class: Guardian Age: 36 Sex: Male Height/Weight: 6'5" 225lbs Species: Human Items: Black Sith Armor, Single hilt red lightsaber, power gauntlets Strength: 50 Agility: 20 Will Power: 15 Force Power: 15 Info: Zi Nevel was born on Coruscant and found to be strong with the force at an early age. His life had begun like most Jedi but his attachments were something of a concern to his masters. Zi exhibited an uneasiness about letting go of his family, so it was decided that some time away would do him good. He was sent away from Coruscant to train Dantooine where he became the padawan learner of Jedi Master Si Quan. Zi grew quickly, become a man of great stature and power. His great physical strength led him to be a fearsome duelist, but his hotheadedness often prompted his master to hold him back. Something Zi would later come to resent. When the Mandalorian Wars broke out Zi and his master went to fight along side Revan. But fearing that Zi's emotions would get the better of him, Si Quan decided it best not to return to Coruscant to fight there. This decision would come back to haunt both the master and the apprentice. After the war Zi learned that his parents had been killed by Mandalorian raiders. Blaming the Jedi and more specifically his master for their deaths, Zi Nevel turned his back on the Jedi and decided to join Revan and the Sith. Zi trained on Korriban for a time before it was thrown into chaos. Lost and still seeking vengeance, Zi has taken the moniker "Darth Nergul" as he heads to answer Cain's call. 6. Ezekiel Rage (Hades)Class: Guardian Age: 48 Sex: Male Height/Weight: 6'1" 180lbs Species: Human Items: Black Dark Jedi Robes, Double hilt red and orange lightsaber, single hilt viridian lightsaber Strength: 30 Agility: 30 Will Power: 20 Force Power: 20 Info: Son of the war hero and legendary Jedi Knight, Malaki Rage, Ezekiel idolized his father. Few Jedi were afforded such strong bonds, but Ezekiel was even able to become his father's padawan when he came of age. The two were inseparable and worked incredibly well together, almost finishing each other's thoughts in combat as well as conversation. When the Mandalorian wars began Malaki and Ezekiel joined the call to war. The two were to be part of a strike team that would invade the Mandalorian stronghold on Dxun, but there was a problem. Unbeknown to father or son the ship had missed its drop point, leaving both in the middle of an enemy infested jungle miles away from any backup. It wasn't long before they were ambushed by enemy raiders. Malaki fought valiantly to protect his son and in the process was mortally wounded. With his father bleeding to death Ezekiel searched desperately for help but found none. He tended to him overnight but by morning Malaki was gone. Lost, confused, filled with pain, Ezekiel wandered the jungle waiting to die when by chance he stumbled upon a tomb. It was the tomb of Freedon Nadd. Wandering inside Ezekiel came face to face with the spirit of Freedon Nadd. Sensing the boy's pain the spirit challenged him to battle, easily defeating him in his tired state. Freedon twisted and manipulated the young Ezekiel and turned him into something dark, convincing him it was the Jedi's fault that his father had been killed. With anger now at his side Ezekiel found the Mandalorian camp of the raiders that killed his father and slaughtered them all... but not just the Mandalorians. He waited for the Jedi Strike team to arrive after him and slaughtered them as well... all using his father's signature viridian lightsaber. 7. Alex Drake (Darth Cain) (Gamov)Class: Consular Age: about 4,000 Sex: Male Height/Weight: 6'0" 160lbs Species: Human (Luminos) Items: Black Jedi Robes, Single hilt dark core blue lightsaber, Short Katana Strength: 5 Agility: 10 Will Power: 50 Force Power: 35 Info: Born in the Jedi Temple during a terrible siege by the Sith, Alex found himself separated from his parents at birth. He was raised by a Jedi Knight named Miles Drake and taught the ways of the force. Alex always could sense that there was something different about himself and sought to discover his true identity. The answer to that question however would bring young Alex untold pain. When he was only 13 years old his foster family was killed as the Sith were searching for him. When they found Alex they brought him to Korriban where he given over to Jack Makura. Jack wanted to use Alex and promised to help him uncover his true identity if he would join with him. Alex agreed and was then given the name "Darth Cain". As Cain Alex became Jack's agent of judgment upon all his enemies. Cain was sent to slaughter the Kumori and the remaining Sith alike. After destroying them he was confronted by a Kumori called Carashi. Unbeknown to Cain, Carashi was actually his father. Blinded by the dark side, Cain killed Carashi. Only after his father's death did the implications of his actions finally hit Cain. After Jack was defeated Alex retreated to Chinine to learn more about his father and the Kumori with his new wife Sarah. Though he had claimed to reject the dark side, Alex's ideas still remained perverted by his past life. He struggled desperately to find a way to prolong his life and the life of his wife. When Sarah had finally succumb to the endless experiments that Alex exposed her to in a misguided attempt to save her, he then slipped completely into darkness. To this day his quest for eternal life and unlimited power drives him. A quest that has compelled him to gather what power the galaxy has left to his side.
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Post by Cain on Sept 25, 2009 14:56:08 GMT -5
There's no set order of turns to this, so any of you participating can post whenever you'd like.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Sept 25, 2009 15:19:34 GMT -5
Zilfer sat in the Ebon Hawk meditating in the middle of this Dynamic-Class Cruiser. He had obtained the ship from Revan before he had disappeared deeper into the Unknown regions. T3 rolled around the ship checking systems repairing others where it could in it's endless attempts to keep the ship working. Zilfer meditation where uninterrupted by the droid even as it went sliding by him to the other end of the ship. Suddenly an image began to take form during his meditation. A wave of darkness engulfed a forest moon, as it started to rot and decay. The darkness continued to spread outwards flowing faster by the minute. A flash, and then he stood before four robed figures, all of which activated lightsabers.
'Originally formed by the Sith Lord Darth Artedious the Brotherhood of Darkness' goal was to rule the galaxy with an Iron fist. He realized that with the power of combined Sith Lords the galaxy could be ruled easily. Welcome...' came a voice inside Zilfer's head and then there was another flash of a brown robed figure.
This man was different from the others. Much older in appearance, and his features where aged. He held a calm demeanor about himself which Zilfer guessed could only mean one thing. A Jedi Master, and he stood before the Sith in front of him with a measure of calm that Zilfer could only admire.
Another flash, to the republic capital Coruscant. Two fleets in the air battled one another, and fire seemed to rain from the sky as if neither fleet was willing to give ground or give in. Zilfer had a feeling it was an end game. One fleet held the symbols of the republic and the other a symbol he hadn't recognized. It was now that the tide was beginning to turn towards one side however from his view in front of the Jedi temple he couldn't tell which was winning. From the sky above a flaming ship loosing altitude fast flew low and slammed into the Jedi temple behind Zilfer and he recognized it instantly. It was the Ebon Hawk smoldering in black smoke and red flames.Zilfer snapped out of it and felt that he was cold with sweat. This wasn't the first time those images had been shown to him, and they were getting more vivid and showed up in successions more rapidly. He had to figure out just what was calling him, the force was showing him this for a reason. He wasn't sure if it was calling him to his death and showing him an unchangeable future, or if was telling him to change the events played out in his visions. T3 came up with a series of beeps and boops to which Zilfer looked up and smiled. "Yeah, I've heard as much. Revan was plagued with nightmares too. I'm afraid mine might be a bit different however T3." said Zilfer as he stood up and put a hand on the droids flat head. It beeped and booped once again. "Don't worry the force guides us, the ship can't be in that bad of disrepair because I haven't used it in a few years." It was almost right as he finished saying that sentance when the ship was rocked with an explosion and T3 went rolling off beeping furiously. As far as Zilfer could tell it was telling him how little he knew about fixing ships. He shrugged and headed for the cockpit to see what the hell was going on with the main systems. From the view port he had gathered that it was the hyper-drive that had failed for they where no longer in hyperspace. Looking around he could see they where flying towards a mostly green planet, he went to go look at the navigational charts of the galaxy to see where they where located and it said they where right next to Felucia. Going back to the pilot's seat he sat down and started to try and avert the course away from the planet, and that's about the time he realized something was wrong. He couldn't bring the ship back into manual control. "Uhh.... T3!" shouted Zilfer down the hall, and more loud cracking noises came form the back of the ship and looking down at the display. "Looks like we just lost engines...." T3 came screeching around the corner of the ship beeping long sentences that Zilfer could only begin to interrupt. He was mentioning something about the engines and something else but Zilfer had no time to figure out exactly what as they started to enter the 'bumpy' atmosphere. "This could be bad, Hold on T3." said Zilfer and he vaguely heard a response of 'WITH WHAT?' from the droid in assorted beeps, before he cleared his mind. Everything disappearing, from his mind and he felt them descending towards the planet in a straight dive he began to slowly move the ship's angle and it started to curve and it almost looked like it was going to stop it's downward descent before hitting the ground at a slightly diagonal angle however it slammed hard throwing of Zilfer's concentration and sending him flying through the window shield that shattered upon impact. He felt himself flying past only semi hard plants which slowly stopped his flying through the air and with the assistance of the force he managed to stop himself from flying too far. His dark robes where filthy from fungi like material scattered all over his robe. He stood up looking back towards the crash site, and saw the Ebon hawk's face firmly planting into a swamp. T3 came out a hatch at the top as Zilfer walked back to it. He began to roll around the top of the Hawk. "T3 be careful, I wouldn't want yo--" said Zilfer as he watched T3 go about his business and then suddenly let out a yell as he fell into the swamp below. "Great, Not only is he a moody droid, but he is a klutz. T3 you out there?" It wasn't long before T3 came rolling out of the swamp filled with oozy material attached to him all over, and dripping wet. Zilfer couldn't help but laugh at the droid as it seemed to throw a fit. "Come on, get ready to asses the ship. Something tells me we wont be leaving here for awhile..." Zilfer closed his eyes slowly raising the Ebon hawk and bringing it to dry land. He then climbed onto the top of the Ebon hawk with a swift force jump. Looking around he took out binoculars, looking for any signs of settlement. There were none for miles and miles on end. "A long-long while...." muttered Zilfer under his breath. He figured he'd help T3 start to check the inside of the ship, it was most likely still flooded with water. He knew it would probably sink of the swamp if they ever got it working again. He could hope at the very least. OOC alright feel free to start out however you guys want people. XD I decided I'd have a hard time getting to Yavin IV for the hell of it.
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Post by Gamov on Sept 25, 2009 18:51:14 GMT -5
The ancient temple lay dormant, its walls long since abandoned, the Masters of its power having been forgotten to the endless pages of history long ago. A fetid breeze howled through the corridors as the winds invaded the crumbling remnants of the once great and imposing Sith structure.
Nature was slowly, painfully, and inexorably reclaiming its domain once more. Thick vines and roots from great trees grew through the aged facade of the temple, forcing their way through whatever crack they could find, invading every corner and splintering the decrepit construct.
This place echoes with a power that had long since passed its prime, slipping away into the eternity of the Force as everything before it since the dawn of time had done. Such was the cycle of life in the universe. Seeds are planted, cultivated and tended to for years, centuries, perhaps even over countless millenia, until they have blossomed into magnificent powers that represent all of the collective struggles of each and every thing touched by its influence. And yet, it took only a fraction of that time to undo the fruits that had been brought by the endless care and meticulous hands of its creators. The universe could be construed as a cruel power with an enigmatic, and potentially malicious goal were it not for the fact that even death itself serves the higher purpose of sewing the crops for future power.
Though their power has fallen victim to the relentless cycle of existence, he can still grasp it. Though their voices are faded, devoured by the wind, he can still hear them. And though their bodies have vanished, consumed by the tireless forces of nature, he can still see them. Their presence resonates with an ancient power that once served as the catalyst for a great dynasty of warriors that cast their shadows over the land and commanded the immediate respect of all who tread in their presence.
His fingers run over the text in an ancient tome, each word seemingly imbued with a raw energy, untouched for centuries, each letter forming a word, each word forming a sentence, each sentence forming a paragraph, culminating in a vast reservoir of untapped potential. It was glorious. The ancient writ flowed seamlessly from one idea to the next, its compilations speaking of a great warrior that had once called this place his throne, commanding his legions of loyal subjects from this place, his touch and presence still apparent within the withered confines of the ancient structure, however diminished it may now seem.
Resting a hand on the final paragraph, he closes his eyes and feels the dark energies course through his body, absorbing them into him as naturally as his lungs absorb his next breath. This place still has a latent power hidden within its walls, and he plans to bleed it out and take it for his own, using it as his tool to wield as he sees fit. With it, he will command everything his very whim desires. People, places, things.... The galaxy itself. In time, all will fall under his domain and answer to him, kneeling to call him "Master" and humble themselves in his shadow.
Slowly re-opening his eyes, his sickly gaze falling on the wall before him, a twisted smirk plays on his lips. In time, no one will be able to dispute his rule. It will be absolute and without question. Any who seek to stand in his way or obscure his path will be struck down without mercy or compassion.... All he needs is time.
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Post by Elifain on Sept 25, 2009 20:25:41 GMT -5
Raiken walked back to his ship, a converted V-19 torrent, which sat in a dock, falling to disrepair, in the poor section of nar shaddaa. He had just accepted his mission from the hutt, quibu, and was now about to depart, to find this jedi, Revan... He quiuckly climbed into his ship, and departed Nar Shaddaa, on an outbound vector to tattoine. If anyone knew where to find this jedi, Raiken knew he would find them there... A short time later, he emerged from hyperspace, orbiting hte planet Tattoine. He quickly set his ship on a corse to one of the larger space ports, and landed. He exited his ship, and walked through town, looking for a kantina. He found one, and quickly entered, blending into the background of the people around, and listening to random conversations, to see if he could find what he was looking for, without asking any questions. He was amazed, at the info that he could get without even trying. The disposition of a handful of mandalorians, who were about to get roudy, an interesting topic about wether a bith would survive a sonic det or would go splat, among them. He quietly turned to hear a conversation, between to black robed men, about a declaration of recreation for the sith, by a man named cain. This could turn interesting... he thought, to himself, as he cought the word Yavin IV. If he was going to find a jedi, he would find them standing up to sith, proclaiming justice on his side. He quietly left the cantena.
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Post by Darth Hades on Sept 25, 2009 20:51:43 GMT -5
In Ryloth a group of Twi lek jedi praticed in the outskirts of the brightlands away from any civilization. Ezekiel Rage stood on a hill watching them unnoticed by his presence. Masters training their padawans in the way of the Jedi. The young ones eagerly listened to their masters as they showed them proper and better ways to stroke a lightsaber.
All of a sudden a dark figure appeared among the Jedi. It was Ezekiel Rage. The padawans stopped as theirs masters approached him, their lightsabers out and surrounded him. “Who are you? Your presence disturbs the force.” said a Jedi. Ezekiel just stood there as he lifted two lightsabers and crossed his arms against his chest. He ignited them, red and orange light came out. Before the Jedi could react, Ezekiel attacked as he said “Die.”
He cut in half three Jedi in one stroke. Four Knights attacked him as he held them off with his right orange lightsaber against theirs. With his left red saber he jumped over them and decapitated their heads. The padawans became frightened as the massacre continued. Only one Jedi knight stood, wounded badly, slowly bleeding to death. The Jedi slowly recognized Ezekiel. “It can’t be! Ezekiel Rage, so you showed yourself after hiding all these years.”
He looked at the wounded Jedi, he was quite older then the rest and so must have been acquainted with his name. “Hiding? You think I was hiding?” He smirked. “Wrong, I was getting stronger in the force day by day through the dark side. All while slaughtering weaklings like you.”
The wounded Jedi shook his and looked very sadden, almost instantly gaining wrinkles as if the presence of Ezekiel Rage was aging him. “You were banished, no escaped from the order, you are a disgrace. What would Malaki think of you?”
Angered by the mention of his father’s name, he quickly walked up to the Jedi. “How dare speak his name you filth!” Ezekiel said as he stabbed the Jedi in the chest with his crimson red lightsaber. Spitting out blood, the Jedi spoke his last word “Why?”
“Because I found out the truth.” He said as his lightsaber slowly cutting the Jedi up to his head. He split in half all the way to the chest, blood gushing out as the padawans cowardly crying as Ezekiel locked eyes with them through the Jedi’s split body. The body dropped to the ground. Ezekiel the walked up to the padawans as he turned off his lightsabers and putted them back in his hilt. He raised his arms as lighting came upon the padawans, crying in pain, slowly burning from the inside and out. Quickly they fell to the ground, begging for Ezekiel to stop. He only grinned as one by one the padawans died.
After several minutes at staring at the dead bodies of the Jedi he got in to one of their freighters. Ezekiel noticed there was a message left in the com-link. He opened it as a image of a Jedi appeared. “Fara assemble a squadron of Jedi fighters as the council have found a disturbing news of Sith. We are given orders to engage battle with them. Here are the coordinates. May the force be with us.”
The Jedi image disappeared and a image of Yavin’s fourth moon showed in its place. “Interesting.” He closed eyes sensing a glimpse of darkness in the moon, Ezekiel felt impressed how much he had achieved enough to sense the force from that far away distance. “It seems I’m going to Yavin’s four moon.” Ezekiel grinned as he entered hyperspace.
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Post by Ragasaurus-Rex on Sept 26, 2009 9:16:50 GMT -5
Echos could be heard coming from the ruined Jedi enclave on dantooine, It sounded has if a great and mighty beast was on the stalk searching for its pray. The temple, Had aged badly without the care of any kind of life, The walls were all striped of the decoration and plant life was growing out from them, The green a refreshing contrast to the bloodied floor, which looked as if it had been raining blood, The stains were randomly scattered throughout different parts of the temple in large quantity. All of the temple's valuables had been stolen long ago, leaving only an area that was less dusty then the rest; but still dusty all the same. strangely enough there were no bodies, Only bones, The reason for that was easily explainable, The wild animals that the walls use to keep out of the enclave now housed them, Living in the enormous building, It was like natures biggest irony. As the lone hunter moved through all of this it could hear the relaxing sound of water beating down on what remained of the roof and even deep inside the enclave doe to the roofs destruction.
It made for quiet a sight. inside the council chamber where most all the ceiling was gone the rain pored in but the hunter stayed dry by standing just outside of it overlooking the council meeting room from a floor above. He took in the amazing view for several moments, Feeling something call out to him; What was it? He held out a hand trying to answer its silent whisper, Like there was only a sheet of glass standing before him and it, The glass muffling what the voice said to him, He tried to hear it before deciding it was a lost cause and moving on towards his target for now. the Jedi rumored to still dwell here was said to lay deeper inside. Has he move further and deeper in it became obvious how long it truly was since someone had looked after this place. More animals, More plant life coming from the ceiling floor and walls, All that covered with insects and bloodied dirt from the ground. Water found its way down to the sublevel as well flooding some areas making it impassible. which meant the hunter would have to find another way to his pray. But he could almost taste the "Jedi" In the air, He knew someone was down here with him, Rather they think their setting up a trap for him or not didn't matter; they were trapped with him ether way.
In the sublevel all one could see was blackness-which wasn't necessarily a bad thing. As he moved through the lower level of the enclave, The hunter saw a flickering light, as though it was coming from a fire. The light clothing he had on would not doe well in such a situation-no clothing would hide someone from fire. Moving to the edge of the light keeping to the wall, The hunter peeked around to see one lone person sleeping on a small cot, She had nothing to keep her worm except the raging firer that she started. As if she sensed him in her sleep the young woman began to steer from her slumber. She called out asking who was there; there would be no response. She closed her eyes and out of nowhere a group of Laigrek came, As if being formed from the shadows themselves, For a moment the hunter thought these things were going to try and take his pray but instead it seemed they were taking orders from her. The Laigrek started to move around the perimeter of the room she had barricaded herself in. As one moved closer, Its red underside and six sickly looking legs making a spidery noise as it approached. The hunter-Abel, Quickly emerged from behind the wall his white robes easy to see in the wake of the orange and red fire. He jumped onto the back of the insect like creature and used it as a stepping stone to get airborne, Using the force to help him launch himself from the monster he flew at his target with an air of great aggression letting a low rumble out which lead him to a scream. As he landed on the woman knee planted in her stomach he found his lightsaber was already at hand-though he didn't remember calling it there. He placed it just above his knee and before activating it looked into her eyes. A mixed look of shock, Surprise, and fear is what he saw in them, And once he turned on the saber he watched has the life slowly drained from her.
"What is your name...?" Abel asked; there would be no response. However a faint whisper in the air blessed him with the answer he was seeking. "Kaevee..." he said. After what seemed like an eternity sitting there, Abel. Felt the Laigreks gain the courage to attack him again. He pulled the lightsaber from his body and brought it around himself in a circle slashing any Laigreks that were making an attempted for him down. Darth Abel still had business that need his attention.
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Post by Skyler CTDS on Sept 26, 2009 20:04:24 GMT -5
Nergul walked inside of a Cantina on Nar Shadaa to get a drink before hitting the sky's again.. He had just recently flee'd the chaos on Korriban and was ready to just sit down and think for a moment. Nergul stepped up to the counter where the bartender stood serving drinks to some other patrons.. "A Juma Juice.." Nergul said laying down the required credits and turning to examine the bar.. People were laughing and talking away, playing Pazzak and going on with their average lives.. Nergul turned back around to the counter in time for the bartender to walk up with his Juma Juice. He grabbed it and span back around to watch the bar some more. When he did men in Jedi garb caught his attention.. They were quite serious about the conversation they were having and, unknown to him as to why, it intrested him greatly. Nergul cloaked his presence in the force, walked over, and sat down at a table near enough to them to eaves drop on the conversation, but far enough away as not to be seen. "He's made a call to all Sith.. He plans to raise the Sith again on Yavin IV in the ruins of Naga Sadow's temple.. A squadron has been sent to engage them but I have a bad feeling about it.." Said one of the Jedi at the table.. This was now interesting Nergul very greatly. A man raising the Sith on Yavin IV? Something Nergul would definitely check into now that he knew. Nergul rose finishing up his Juma Juice and made his way to the exit of the Cantina. He walked out and on to the dock where his ship was. Once there he took to the cockpit of the ship and rose up, exiting the atmosphere of Nar Shadaa. Soon he set his coordinates for Yavin IV and hit the jump to hyperspace..
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Post by Odan Thos on Sept 27, 2009 2:24:04 GMT -5
Si Quin stood in the snow looking at the monument. It was just one of the forgotten monuments which held greater importance then it appeared. He brushed the snow off it and read the plate again read it.
The sun rises and falls, the moon waxes and wanes, and every child who is born shall eventually die; but the Luminos are eternal. Through the force, all who walk the path of the light shall withstand the test of time." ~Lucias
Master Terentius - Master Eva - Master Constans
It was at this time three phantoms appeared in front of Si. The three ghost; two men and a woman, were wearing Jedi Robes. It was not hard to guest that they were in fact Terentius, Constans and Eva. “Hello again Si, it is always a pleasure when you come to visit use.” The ghost of Eva said.
Si smiled and spoke back to the three spirits. “It is nice to see you again also.” Si said. He had climbed the mountain several times during his exile on Alderaan, most of the time just to talk about with the three spirits. This time however he climbed the mountain for a different reason; to say goodbye. “The Sith are gathering on Yavin IV and one of my old pupils is among them. I know going there is curtain death, but I feel I owe it to Zi to try and bring him back to the light.” Si smiled slightly at the ghost and he explained his leaving.
Each of the ghost smiled. “There is no death Si, there is only the Force. You know this. We will miss your visits but we will see you on the other side.” The ghost of Constans said. Each of the ghost gave Si a bow of respect and vanished. Si sighed slightly and started back down the mountain. He wondered if he would ever come back as a ghost; maybe to help some young person rebuild the Jedi Order once the Sith destroy themselves. Si first goal however was simple find transport to Yavin. Maybe he could find a captain of a transport ship in the cantina, he still a few valuables which he should be able to trade in order to pay for the passage.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Sept 27, 2009 13:39:26 GMT -5
The inside of the Ebon hawk was floodly slightly with inch deep water along the floor, and still drainning slowly to the outside. Zilfer went through the ship checking the systems, while T3 went around towards the engine's room checking what had happened. When he came back, Zil had already tried a start of the ship, it had worked, but the systems where arrayed with problems. It appeared the ship didn't even pick up that it had engines for some reason and the navigational charts had become corrupted, some of which he knew by memory and other was T3's observation when he had but glanced at it.
T3 muttered something in low beeps about a hydrospanner being stuck in one of the engine compartments and cuasing the explosion. Apparently he would be able to get the back up engines running but it would take a little time.
"No rush T3, We have plenty of time. This planet seems peaceful enough." said Zilfer confidently as he walked towards the ships outside. His boots where becoming soaked with the swamp water, and to assist with the drainning, Zilfer opened the hatch. Water rushed past him and down the ramp making the ground near the Ebon hawk muddy. He then walked down to the ground and looking around one last time, then he pulled a string on his grey robes and from behind him a cloak fell down and pure white wings expanded outwards.
"It's been awhile...." said Zilfer as his wings swept back and then a mighty swing of his ten foot long wing span liftted him off the ground flying into the air. From above the fungus looked like a rainbow of colors, sparkling below. He flew for a few hours with the breeze flying through his hair and joined a group of flying creatures native to Felucia, for awhile until they scattered all different directions. That's when he noticed rather larger creatures heading towards the Ebon hawk. Six legs propelling them and a horrible screeching sound for their screams.
"Just my luck...." muttered Zilfer as he dropped into a dive slowly pulling up and swiftly dodging fungus above the flana and then dropping even lower and flying through the Acklay's legs with an activating lightsaber and slicing three of it's legs with quick slashes. It almost fell on top of him and it's head snapped out barely missing Zilfer's foot. He had managed a roll to dodge and it sent him into a serise of left and right sharp turns as he avoided the flora and flana of the surface. He pulled up and could see two more heading for the Ebon hawk.
Squinting he picked up enough speed to catch up with one and landed nimbling upon it's back. He twirled his lightsaber and impaled it straight into the acklay's back and then ripped it out the side. As the Acklay groaned and started to fall Zilfer took off towards the last one but instead of wounding this one he used the force to trip it up and have it face plant onto the ground. Enhancing his muscles with the force he sped up to the last one and then began to reach out with his mind to calm the beast. As it got up it was pissed and started for him, however it began to slow and almost appear to be in a daze. Gently easing it's mind he began to make it want to leave this area, and it began to trudge off.
Zilfer sighed looking back to the ship. He walked into it to see how T3 was doing and it appeared he was in a better mood now. He came rolling up and a serise of boops told Zilfer that it was about time to leave. "Not too soon either, this place isn't droid friendly." said Zilfer as he headed for the cockpit. The engines gave a low hum as he started it up. "Well lets hope we can find our way to Yavin VI."
The ship began to pilot up towards the atmosphere and he crossed his fingers. They made it into space and looking down at the beautiful planet Zilfer thought about it for a minute. 'Beauty can be deadly, as the saying goes.' Soon after he set the corridinence for Yavin VI, having taken a good few minutes for he had to do it from memory. After he input it, he headed towards his chambers placing down a mat so he wouldn't sit on the drying wet floor. He then began to meditate....
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Post by Darth Hades on Sept 30, 2009 16:53:48 GMT -5
The ship slowly landed on the fourth moon of Yavin, hitting a few bumps along the way. The poor landing was a result of Ezekiel’s headache. When he used the force to feel the presence of the dark side of this place, it slowly took effect on him. Power always had its price, always. As he was in hyperspace he found out the one who called all Sith, went by the name, Darth Cain. Ezekiel jumped off the Jedi freighter and unto the rich dark soil of Yavin IV, his boots sinking into the softness of the dirt. The vegetation of the jungle had various shades of green, large bright fruits hanging as well as the blossoming flowers. It was a beautiful place but Ezekiel wasn’t here for sightseeing and didn’t care much for such things.
Ezekiel walked up upon a fairly large hill and look around his surroundings. Green jungle trees entangled with one another as far as the eye can see. The jungle moon looked like if it was all one, one in purpose, one in living embodiment. All he looked he reached out to the force, trying to find Cain. He closes his eyes, feeling the force guiding him. Ezekiel opened his eyes and in front of him miles away was a gray building cover by the jungle’s vines. It was where the force was telling him where Cain was. He grinned headed to it.
Upon his way there he soon felt the presence of force users. Quickly he hid his force signature and looked around the jungle until he found what he was looking for. He stumbled upon a squadron of Jedi fighters, all the Jedi outside planning on what to do. Quietly he listened to their mumbles about how to handle the Sith. Ezekiel among the shadows of the jungle raised his right hand and began to force choke five Jedi, slowly killing him to death. The Jedi became alarmed, Ezekiel walking up to them as they stared at him. “He must be Darth Cain!” shouted one of the Jedi.
Ezekiel grinned. “No, someone worse.” He lifted all the Jedi up with the force and ignited his red and orange lightsabers and swiftly slashing at the Jedi. They float in mid air helplessly, a few of were able to get back to the ground. The ones that didn’t met their deaths with Ezekiel sabers. The Jedi fought back but Ezekiel was to fast for them, unable to touch him. He grinned as he cut them, theirs scream could be heard throughout the jungle. After several minutes of taunting the Jedi, there were only four left, all having their backs against a tree, knowing it was the end for them. “Well that was boring.” Ezekiel turned off his lightsabers and put them back in his hilt. He used the force to disarmed the Jedi as he stared at Ezekiel fearing the worst. “Hmph.” Raising he left hand he killed them with force lighting, shocking every molecule in their body burning them alive. Ezekiel watched slightly enjoying the murder.
As the Jedi fell to the ground, smoke sailing to the sky from their burnt bodies, Ezekiel left as if none of this happened. Ezekiel let the force once again guide him. After a long journey over hills and fog, his eyes finally caught sight of the gray jungle covered building. He stood in the back of the building, slowly walking up to it. He put a hand on the building touching the cold texture, he could feel the force inside of the building, the dark side that the building possesses. He moved his hand back and forth as if trying to drain it of the power and knowledge it contained in it. Then a piece of the building broke into Ezekiel’s hand. “Hmph, this really is a building made by the Sith, it like them, had so much power yet slowly die and all is left of them is the rubble and memories of what they once were. That will soon change, for I will grasp the glory of the dark side and obtain the mysteries that no one was able to. I will obtain perfection.”
He crushed the rubble in his hand to dust and walked around the building until he reached to the front of it. He stood gazing at the front entrance. It was a Sith temple, Ezekiel should have known, why else would he have this much connection to the dark side. He grinned because when he touched the temple moments ago he felt someone inside its wall as well. He assumed it was the one who made the call, the call of the return of the Sith.
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Post by Elifain on Sept 30, 2009 19:26:27 GMT -5
Raikens ship dropped out of hyperspace, near, the planet yavin IV, and quietly left the ship. He walked past a site of carnage, where a jedi fighting force had died, in a fight against someone. He quietly charged through the forest, as fast as he could run, probing out into the nearby area before he sensed his target. He quietly jumped into a tree, near the temple, and watched as a man broke part of the wall. He looked up into the sky, and smirked as he saw a full moon forming above them, and looked back to the man. The cost of your sins is death... He said, into Ezekiels mind, as he used moonlight, making Ezeiel see himself being tortured by the souls of those whom he had killed, the souls stabbing into him constantly, with katana's.
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Post by Darth Hades on Sept 30, 2009 19:55:16 GMT -5
Ezekiel felt like he was being stabbed by whose he killed after a voice entered his mind. He mahed a force bubble around him to keep them away however some were able to get in. He used the force to choke them when he realized it was pointless, because they weren't real. He then used the force to dissolve the horrific vision. The souls slowly faded away and so did the pain. He turned around to the man in the tree sensing him through the force.
"Well that was inconvenient." He said knowing he wasn't over. "Tell me you aren't the one who called are you?" Ezekiel said, knowing full well there might be another attack.
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Post by Elifain on Sept 30, 2009 19:58:55 GMT -5
Raiken smirked, as the man broke the illusion. This could be fun, he thought to himself, before jumping out of the tree. You found me quite easily, so i take it you are no initiate... However this fight will not last long... Raiken quickly sprinted forwards, using telepathy to pull his 2 curve hilt sabers to his hands, and igniting them, and did a quick slaash that would cut Ezekiel in half, if he didn't dodge fast enough.
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Post by Darth Hades on Sept 30, 2009 20:04:53 GMT -5
Ezekiel grabbed his red lightsaber and blocked the attack. He jumped backwards and landed using a force push in a gaint wave coming at the man. "If you're Cain or not it won't matter in the end." He watched a the wave blew everything in its path like a wild storm, dust flying turning into a brown fog.
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