View Poll Results: What will you choose?
Jedi: Temporary truce to defeat the undead and then destroy the Sith. 1 25.00%
Sith: Team up with the Jedi and deceive them at a critical point in battle. 1 25.00%
Neutral: Forget about the past and join forces to defeat the new enemy. 2 50.00%
Voters: 4. You may not vote on this poll

 
 
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Old 10-05-2014, 03:47 AM




It's been centuries now since the defeat of Darth Vader and even the defeat of the emperor himself. Peace has now returned to the galaxy as the people of the galaxy work to the best of their ability to rebuild the republic as well as the Jedi Order raising force sensitive children to become the future Jedi to keep the peace. What all of those within the galaxy seem to misunderstand as they strive to keep the peace with everyone that lives in the galaxy was that just because the emperor himself was finally defeated, did not mean that the Sith were completely gone forever. There were still many places in the galaxy that the republic and Jedi were still unaware of and what still lurked deep into the darkness of the galaxy. For as long as there is the light, there will always be the darkness. The republic had thought for sure that the Sith had become nothing more than a memory of the past but what was still far deep into the galaxy was something still much more dangerous.

The true Sith still remained lurking from within the darker regions of the galaxy as they had witenessed the death of the emperor that once controlled the republic at his grasp and betrayed it with the help by turning a Jedi to the dark side. The death of him meant nothing to them as they learned what they could from his death to prepare to strike back at the republic when they are at their most comfortable. As time has went by and peace continued to go across the known galaxy, it was only a matter of time that both the people of the republic and oridnary citizens began to forget about the Sith and what type of chaos they brought upon the galaxy. All that ever was mentioned about the Sith were within academies and even then, the children ignored these to simply be boring history lessons.



Finally, now with the true Sith prepared for their strike back against the Jedi and the Republic; they have attacked both the innocent, soldiers. Unlike the original Sith who only attacked those who did not side with their ideals, these Sith attacked both neutral and republic planets. It was only a matter of days that the republic had gotten full word about the Sith returning and the Jedi wasted no time to act upon this. A completely new war has started within the galaxy between light and darkness once again.

As war started once again between the Republic and the Sith, what both sides are unaware of is the amount of deaths that spread off between both sides and what progresses through all this death. During all this fighting between the Sith and Republic there is a single neutral enemy who is neither Sith nor Republic. Whatever this enemy is; all that is rumored is that the thing or person isn't alive nor is it dead. All that is known is that the enemy controls both the powers of the light and dark and has been gathering the bodies of the dead Sith and Republic to bring them back from the dead to do their bidding. The main purpose behind this is still unknown to all; and all that have ever seen the dead soldiers, Jedi, or Sith warriors or even Sith Lords have been killed before they can escape.

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Old 10-05-2014, 03:58 AM




  • No Fantasy powers PLEASE. I want to keep the powers/abilities strictly Star Wars universe based.
  • No god modding or using both powers of the light and dark sides of the force unless you are rouged of either side. I DO NOT WANT ALOT OF ROUGES, I want to keep this basic between the two sides going against one another..then involving the dead only please.
  • PM all profiles to me and name them either "Sith","Neutral" or "Republic" to know which side you are on and that you read the rules.
  • You can play either an ordinary light saber wielding Jedi or Sith, or you can play as a bounty hunter, trooper, whatever.
  • Please try to be active in the roleplay. I know life can be hard but don't just disappear forever without letting someone know so that we know you're still with us.
  • You may also play as the neutral dead characters as the npcs. Meaning, anyone can use the dead troopers/jedi/sith/enemies to your own free will but not allowing to kill any other character without permission.
  • If you wish to play on the neutral side with the dead; PM me to talk about it and we will come up with an idea..or put it into the ooc and ping me for some information about your idea.
  • All plans to alter or add major things into the roleplay must be discussed in the OOC.
  • All force powers for Sith/Jedi that are small basic ones are not needed to be added. This includes; force persuade, force jump, mediating(visions), force push, pull, and throw.

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Old 10-05-2014, 04:15 AM



Name:
Age:
Race: (Be creative with this. You don't have to go only with star wars races; remember this is far into the future beyond the time after the original Empire was destroyed. Angels and Demons are excluded.)
Side:(Republic, Sith, Neutral, Rogue Jedi/Sith.)
Weapon(s): (Up to four max. Dual wielding is considered two, but it must be the same weapon. Ex; dual pistols, dual lightsabers.)
Power(s)/Abilitie(s): (The force is only for Jedi/Sith; troopers, bounty hunters, etc can put abilities like enhanced speed or agility; something along those lines. As for force powers; make sure you put out what you can do. Ex; force lightning, force choke, force healing, etc. Five at the max.)
Personality:
Bio:
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Old 10-05-2014, 04:23 AM


Name:
Ryosuke Takaheshi
Age:
Looks to be around his early twenties.
Race:
Phoenix
Side:
Rouge Jedi
Weapon(s):
Dual wielding lightsabers
[x]
[x - color of blade is black]
energy sniper rifle.
Power(s):
Force shielding, Lightning, Healing, Repulse, Beast Control.
Personality:
Although Ryosuke may have a look that would give others the thought that he would be quite talkative and kind towards those around him to the point that he would speak up to help at any moment he gets the chance; he is actually quite the shy and quiet type of person. Most of the time, Ryosuke prefers to be away from people as much as he can without drawing any sort of attention towards himself unless he feels things are getting out of hand. This means, if he sees someone getting mugged by a group of thugs he isn't planning on stopping to help out anyone; however, if they were planning on killing the innocent man even after getting what they wanted, he would. Unlike many of the Jedi who only strive for peace mostly through talking and the least amount of violence possible, Ryosuke is unlike those and would be willing to use violence if it meant to keep the peace. However, he will not resort so far as to let it rule over his life so that he would go as far as becoming like the Sith.
Bio:
Being born into a small colony on the planet of Dantooine, most of Ryosuke's time spent with his family was spent to cherish life to the fullest as they were traveling merchants all over the galaxy. It was only due to Ryosuke's birth was to why the parents had decided that they would drop their life of traveling for the time being to settle down with their newborn child and have a life for him; so for the time being, instead of being merchants Ryosuke's family had changed their life style to a more farming type of life where they grew crops and harvested both for their own self to eat and sell for credits. Everything went great, it was like they were a real family and that nothing could or would ever ruin their peace thanks to the Sith Empire being defeated; even with the fact that their son was extremely force sensitive, his parents doubted severely that the Jedi order would ever ask for custody of their son's safety and even for him to become a Jedi sooner or later. As the years went by and the sudden attack of the true Sith returning, Ryosuke and his family had no other choice but to soon abandon Dantooine; especially due to the fact that it was only a matter of time that the Sith would find the planet. As they had attacked the originally peaceful planet of Dantooine; both of his parents had done their best to send their only child off the nearest transport that left the planet. Sadly enough, they weren't able to get on the shuttle themselves since the transports were completely filled. As several shuttles were destroyed in the escape, luckily enough the one that Ryosuke was on was able to survive the onslaught. The planet where the shuttle had decided to land on was Nar Shaddaa; living on this kind of planet for Ryosuke was a big change and nearly impossible since living on a peaceful planet where everyone were pretty much kind to one another expect the beasts to a place where everyone had to keep themselves on the edge at all times was strange.
Spending years on the planet of Nar Shaddaa and learning the ways around the planet; it was only a matter of time that one day a Jedi Master had decided to arrive at the planet's surface to deal with some sort of personal business with some of the hutts. Figuring out about the Jedi arriving at the planet; Ryosuke wasted no time to spy on the Jedi and do his best to steal the Jedi's weapon and hoped to sell it on the black market for credits for himself to survive on this wretched planet. What the young child didn't expect was that the Jedi had already expected this and stopped him right before he Ryosuke could even get anywhere near him. Holding down the child at a lock at his throat, the Jedi master was able to tell that he had been quite talented in the force. Being brought to Coruscant the first chance the Jedi had gotten the chance, the Jedi Master refused to allow a force sensitive child like himself to be brought to the dark side.
Spending the rest of his life with the Jedi and learning to master the force; Ryosuke had showed much talent to control the force even when he was nothing more than a child. It had seemed as though during the time he lived on his own on Nar Shaddaa, he had even used the forced without realizing it himself. By the time that Ryosuke had been promoted to the rank of Jedi Knight and started going on missions for the people of the galaxy; during his travels he had witnessed many different things that the Jedi Order forced upon the Jedi that he wasn't allowed to do. For example; he restricted from helping those who were in dire need for their lives and only allowed to continue on his primary mission; only helping if it were to assist in his own mission as well. Not to mention, being a Jedi also meant that he was restricted from having emotions which made him feel uncomfortable in many different situations. After being expected to rid his memories of his past to move on and become a 'better' Jedi, Ryosuke refused to do so and decided to leave the Order and travel the galaxy on his own; doing what he found was right but making sure not to follow either the path of complete darkness nor the path of the Jedi. Unaware the whole time, that there was an even more dangerous villain that lurked deep in the darker parts of space.

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Name:
Darth Karnage (Shuji)
Age:
35
Race:
Miraluka
Side:
Sith
Weapon(s):
Double sided lightsaber
[x - top left one]
Power(s)/Abilitie(s):
Force Choke, Memory Walk, Force Lightning, Force Scream.
Personality:
Like many other Sith Lords, Shuji is completely merciless to the point that if he even gets one hint of bad news sent towards his way; he will stop at nothing to torture if not kill the one who had given him the information. Although this does not mean he is completely unreasonable, when he isn't dealing with soldiers or other dark Jedi being a complete waste of his time; he can be somewhat playful with others in a dark sort of way. He tends to enjoy poking around in other people's business and even if he may not get his way at times; he won't stop at just being told 'no' and would simply do what he thinks he can do without so much as a second thought to it. Shuji has been known by other Sith Lords to be one to have an ill temper as this one of the many reasons for the death of his previous master.
Bio:
Shuji was one of the rare few of his race to actually decide willingly to join the Sith at a young age. He had originally been born on the planet of Katarr before the battle between the Sith and Jedi had taken place upon the planet, around the time as a child; Shuji had believed just as all the other Miraluka that the Jedi were great and that one day he was going to join up with them to defend the galaxy and such. That all came to become false in just a matter of time; when the battle between then Sith and Jedi had come upon their once peaceful planet of where the Miraluka had a small colony, many of his people had suffered death and those who had even tried to escape were killed in the battling. When Darth Nihilus had wiped out the entire planet of all life; Shuji was shockingly one of the very few that somehow survived the Sith Lord's power to be able to suck the life out of every living thing on the planet as though he fed upon the force.
By the time Shuji had been able to regain his strength just to be able to stand up on his own two feet; finding that the entire colony of the Miraluka along with every Jedi along with Sith being wiped out in an instant, fear had nearly consumed the young child. Slowly enough, that fear had changed to hatred towards the Jedi for bringing the war to Katarr and causing all this death. He blamed the Jedi Order for the death of all his family and friends as he swore vengeance against them after that day. Scavenging what he could from the wreckage and all the remains of machines that were used during the battles, Shuji had found himself enough parts to be able to repair a small shuttle to escape the planet. After what seemed like days of drifting in space; it was only a matter of time that Shuji's small shuttle crash landed upon the planet of Dromund Kaas where he found himself in what seemed to be a giant jungle-like planet. Traveling throughout the jungle and using his wits to get around the dangerous beings of the wilderness, the young child soon found his way to the Sith Empire's new base of operations where he was nearly killed on sight by guards if not for a Sith Lord just returning from a mission and finding that Shuji's strong connection to the force by being a Miraluka kept him alive.
Swearing loyalty to the Sith Lord and being raised as well as taught in the ways of the Dark Side by the Sith, Shuji grew strong; surpassing many other acolytes in just a matter of days considering how much younger he was to every other student. Seeing his progression rise as quickly as it did; it was only a matter of time that the Sith Lord had decided to give Shuji the final trials to become a full fledged Sith by bringing him to the original land of the Sith on the planet of Korriban. Bringing him here, Shuji was expected to go into all four tombs of each of the first Sith Lords and pass each and every single one of the tests that laid before him or die trying. Although the trials were both mentally and physically demanding; bringing forth the creatures that laid dormant within the tombs but as well as illusions that felt real, it was only a matter of time that the young Sith had finally left the final tomb successfully. Granting him his double-sided lightsaber as proof that he was ready to take on the role of becoming a true Sith; the young child had accepted his role and became a full fledged Sith apprentice to his master. Growing older and older with time; it was only a matter of time that just like many other students, Shuji had killed his master and taken his place as a new Sith Lord. To this day, he continues to rein as a fellow Sith Lord and continues to go on his goal to kill every single last Jedi out there for the death of each of his Miraluka brethren that died on Katarr.
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[x - his mask]

Name:
Kallar
Age:
Unknown but looks to be in his early 40s.
Race:
Yoda's Species (No idea what their name is.)
Side:
Republic/Jedi
Weapon(s):
A single short lightsaber.
Power(s)/Abilitie(s):
Tutaminis, Plant Surge, and Force Stasis Field.
Personality:
For a Jedi Master; unlike many others who are normally quite serious and can be sometimes very strict about the rules of being a Jedi. Kallar is very understanding to everyone and everything around him; although he must agree to the teachings of the Jedi about keeping emotions locked away for obvious reasons. He still understands the intentions of love, hatred, and others; however to have such emotions he believes that one must be able to control them and be trained in the ways to keep them under control or else the dark side shall indeed take over. When it comes to Padawans and teaching them, he enjoys to play around with them quite a bit and make slight jokes by either putting in riddles that don't even make sense or simply giving them a task that seems nearly impossible but is possible. Other than that, when things come down to severe moments; that is nearly the only time that Kallar is truly serious.
Bio:
Not much is known about Kallar and the planet that he was from; all that is really known is that he and Jedi Master Yoda were of the same race and that he was able to control the force by the time he started learning how to walk at a young age. Originally Kallar had simply wished to grow older and become a merchant on the planet of Coruscant if not even possibly becoming a senator or something. Becoming a Jedi was the last thing on the young one's mind, he didn't want to do anything with fighting or even the thought of killing anyone let alone anything. Kallar had always been a playful child who just enjoyed to live life to the fullest and even at times just make small pranks on people to get some peoples' minds off the war and just focus on other things; even if they were small.
However, by the time Kallar grew older and older and the news had finally reached him about the fact that Yoda had been dead for such a long period of time. Kallar felt heartbroken due to the fact that even though he didn't wish to become a Jedi; it didn't mean he enjoyed the fact that one of his own people had died being one. Visiting the memorial of Yoda, Kallar spent most of his time asking himself what was best for his people with this whole new war starting to rage between the Jedi and the Sith once more. He knew he didn't want to become a Jedi but if the conflict never ended; maybe one day the war would lead itself all the way to the home planet of Kallar and end up causing even more death of his people.
Swallowing down everything he ever thought he stood for within his heart, Kallar decided that he would join the Jedi Order and become a Jedi himself as well. With continuous years of training and even many more going on missions with his master; it was only a matter of time that Kallar was able to reach the rank of Jedi knight and eventually reaching the final rank of becoming a master. With the responsibilities of being a Jedi Master now, Kallar still holds in his heart the fact of what he fights for as he does his best to teach the future Jedi about what he had thought was true compared to many of the other masters.
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Name:
Verminaard
Age:
Unknown; died around 48.
Race:
Undead; other than that, unknown.
Side:
Neutral.
Weapon(s):
Dual lightsabers, hand-to-hand combat.
Power(s)/Abilitie(s):
Resurrection
Force Phantom (however, his is very similar to the doppleganger ability; but rather creates illusions of himself who are all physically able to fight separately.)
Force crush
Force Destruction
Force Drain
Personality:
Every bit of emotion that could or would be felt by any being whatsoever; Verminaard has not a single one of them. He doesn't feel hatred, love, regret, anger, sadness or any other one in anyway. The only thing that he knows is what he is after and simply wants to kill those who are around him. In a way, one could say that he finds 'joy' out of the killing he does against anyone or anything that he can find. Other than that one feeling he gets when he kills, Verminaard is simply a quiet person who only speaks when he feels like it or if it is one of his undead minions that actually deserved or were even capable of speaking in any form of way.
Bio:
Not much is known about Verminaard; nothing about his race is found in the databanks of any race in the universes. All that is known is that he is the last of his race and that they were known to be quite a competitive race that normally always fought with one another to prove one after another that one was stronger than the next. Verminaard was only a child when he was had ended up becoming renowned by all of his people as one of the strongest of his race. Anyone who dared to try to compete against him just because he was a child and thought that he was weak had ended up paying the price with their lives. Even as a child, he never really spoke or cried at all; the reason behind that was never found out by any scientist or doctor of his race. As the young child grew older and older, so did his powers and techniques of different styles of fighting. It was only a matter of time as he began to use knowledge of different races in the universe to help him master his ways of fighting even further. By the time that Verminaard had become a young adult, he had already killed his entire family and nearly wiped out the entire colony of is people if it wasn't for them banding together to defeat him during the darkness night.
However, even with the death of Verminaard, it had seemed as though he wasn't dead even after that. After being stabbed multiple times in the back by the weapons made by his people, the young adult simply stood back up and wiped out the rest of his entire race in that same night. What the people of Verminaard's race had attempted to do did not go invain however, they had indeed succeeded in killing the young one but it seemed that even in death the boy continued to live on and even to this day. As he lived his life alone for the time being of his life; Verminaard was a quick learner as he one day ended up finding himself moving objects with his mind and the use of his hands without touching the objects. Learning the fact that he could control the force, it was only a matter of time that he mastered several different powers of the force and time could only tell just how long it took him to realize he was able to bring the dead back on his own. To this day, he ventures in a large capital ship that once belonged to the Sith along with many other republic and Sith ships alongside him. Not to mention his army of the undead to this day.
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[x - His ship; Ravager]


Quote:
Originally Posted by zigbigadorlube
Name: Trace Darsten
Age: 21
Race: Human
Side: Republic Jedi
Weapon(s): Lightsaber, Blaster, Vibroblade
Power(s)/Abilitie(s): Trace has had basic training in everything but excels particularly at force persuasion, saber combat, and telekinesis. Her weakness is healing, which she never had the patience/aptitude to learn properly.
Personality: Trace is outgoing and fearless, a daredevil and a flirt. She likes to have fun and sometimes disregards the rules in favor of going out at night to fulfill her sense of reckless adventure. Although she sometimes takes certain liberties, she knows her duties and performs them well without hesitation. She upholds peace and takes her training serious, despite her joking tone. Life is too short to always take things seriously. Though she can sometimes be loud and obnoxious, Trace generally means well and does her best to put those around her at ease.
Bio: Trace grew up on Corcusant, the home world of her politician father. Her mother, originally hailing from Naboo, served as a teacher at the Jedi academy. Trace’s childhood was a rather happy one. Her force powers developed at a young age and she quickly progressed under the tutelage of her mother and other mentors at the temple. When Trace was eight years old, her mother perished in what was supposed to have been a routine mission. Her father never forgave the Jedi for the loss of his wife and he henceforth stood against the Jedi order in his political actions. Trace in turn could never forgive her father’s choice and the two have since gone their separate ways. Trace continues her training in hopes of one day being promoted to a Jedi Master like her mother.
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Arc Angel
Name: Evelyn Faye
Age: Appears to be about twenty.
Race: Salamander
Side: (Republic-esque) Smuggler
Weapon(s): Two curved vibroblades and dagger, modified shotgun blaster
Power(s)/Abilitie(s): Enhanced speed and agility, affinity for extreme heat, enhanced physical strength
Personality: Evelyn has something of a naturally warm personality, strange as it is for someone in her line of work. It is that and her ability to get along well with many different kinds of people that often keeps her from finding trouble. She can be something of a child still, playful in a sort of innocent manner. This aside, she can put on more of a business persona at times, and become a fierce, driven opponent. She doesn't like harming innocent people, but she is far from against cutting down others standing in her way.
Bio: Evelyn was born on Tatooine, raised by a single father who maintains a small portion of farm land to make a humble living. Her childhood with him was simple and at times a struggle, but was otherwise happy. She had many friends, a close relationship with her father, and a talent for tinkering. Eventually, as many children on Tatooine, she developed a fascination with racing. While her father had little means to support her, he gave her what he saved, and she scraped earnings from intensive work in order to build a pod and start racing herself. Eventually their investments payed off, as her natural talent for piloting began to reap the occasional winnings. The two lived happily, with Evelyn working full-time between racing and mechanical work, and her father doing his best out on their humble farm.

This dynamic took a turn for the worse when her father was paralyzed during an attack on their farm by Tusken Raiders. He had been unwilling to hand over the ship parts she had been working on, and as a result, lost the ability to tend the family farm on his own. Without the generous wealth needed for the technology to fix him up well enough, her father is only able to manage his self around their home. Evelyn tried to compensate for the financial losses by tending the field herself on top of her other work, but the strain proved too much, and her father put an end to it. He told her to leave him behind and live her dream, do what she loved. The family farm was left to waste, much to Evelyn's heartbreak. She took on racing full-time as her skill proved better, but the earnings were still not enough to support herself, her father, and the gear she needed to continue. They began to fall into debt, the threat of having to sell their farm to the Hutts looming when she instead was given an offer to start in 'free trade'. Such began a rather successful career as a smuggler. Eventually Evelyn worked up enough credits to buy and renovate her own ship, the Berserker, prided for being one of the fastest transports in the business.

Between jobs, she is able to spend time at home with her father, fully supporting him now while having enough of an allowance to continue maintenance on her ship. She has even purchased a droid for him, in order to assist him around the house. The family is fully out of debt and secure, though she does come home with the occasional battle wounds or need for repairs. While she isn't overly fond of the Hutts, she is content with this lifestyle and her ability to travel on a whim.
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Lady Chello
Name: Alee Snow
Age: 25
Race: Dragon shifter
Side: Sith
Weapon(s): dual lightsabers
Power(s)/Abilitie(s):force lightning, force choke, force healing, and Force shielding.
Personality: Alee is anything but friendly. She is as cold as her exterior. She is the model sith and has no issue killing. In fact she lives for it. She is not someone you wont to bring home to mother. Don't expect her to be emotional over something, unless it's anger or rage. She has a fiery temper that will explode at a moments notice. She uses her anger and rage to fuel her endeavors, making her a deadly opponent. She is headstrong to say the least. Her unshakable will makes her persistent in all things she pursues. She is a perfectionist and will not stop until her goal is met. Her stubbornness can at times be her downfall. She uses her mind to think ahead before she attacks. Utilizing her wit and cunning, relying on her skills lastly.

Bio:Alee has no memory of her parents. She woke one day among the Sith, as a slave. At a young age several lords took notice of her. They put her through the trials to become sith. It wasn't till she had passed her trials as acolyte she learned of her true origin.

By then her hatred and passion had consumed her. The truth only fueled her hatred of the Jedi. Her village had been destroyed in a attack to promote peace. The Jedi had not been welcome to her village, her people had defended their belief in the sith empire. The refused to conform to the republics views thus resulting in their annihilation. She along with a few other children had escaped off planet with the help of a smuggler. Most of the children where to small to remember the incident.

Alee has moved up the ranks rather quickly acquiring many enemies along the way. A true sith however always acquires enemies on the way up. She was made to kill her own master to save her own life, from an ancient ritual. In doing so she gained the title of Lord, as well as many unwelcome admires. Why many sith kill one another, none of them do it as openly as she did. While it was in self defense, that fact has never crossed any of her accuses lips. She is considered, to be a black sheep even among most sith. She has her masters death to thank for that. Not many dare to challenge her however, the few that have are no more. The council has chosen to send her out in the galaxy, to make use of her deadly skills. Their hope is she will find a purpose there other thank killing off foolish lords.

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Name:Barsen'thor (Luna Snow
Age:21
Race: Dragon Shifter
Side:Republic
Weapon(s): lightsaber, wings, tail whip
Power(s)/Abilitie(s): Telekinesis,Protection bubble,Force Blast,and Force Persuasion.
Personality: Despite her nature as a dragon shifter, Luna is laid back and clam. She does not have the temper associated with her species. None have every seen her show any signs of anger not even in pain. Even among the jedi her ability to stay calm is rare. Despite her outward appearance, Luna is sweet and caring. She love helping others rarely thinking of herself first. She is naive believing there is good in all people no matter how dark they are. Many see her naive nature as her potential downfall.
Bio:Luna is one of the few Dragon shifters left. Her appearance scares many due to the large wings,and black armor plating. She was one of the few to become Jedi lending her strength to the order. Unlike her sister Alee she is pure of heart and has no malice towards the Jedi. She was saved by one of the Jedi master before the people of her village attacked the Jedi. Since that day she had dedicated herself to the order.

The masters helped train her finding her mental power in the force was remarkable making her truly one of a kind. Years of hard work paid off when she was given the title as Barsen'thor protector of the order. A honor that hadn't been given in many years. Her best memories was playing with her older sister before the attack. She has always wondered what became of her sister and the other children.

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Name:Darth Amod
Age: 43 (at her death)
Race: Alantian
Side: Neutral
Weapon(s):dual lightsabers, and spear
Power(s)/Abilitie(s): Force Crush,Force Kill,Force Push,Saber Barrier,and Telekinetic lightsaber combat
Personality: Darth Amod has no real personality due to the hive mind she shares with her kind. She is more like a calculating machine than a living being. She is just as cold and empty as her glowing blue eyes. She is incapable of feeling emotions such as , compassion, love, and happiness.
Bio: Darth Amod comes from a strange race of beings that have slept in the depth of space. They are not capable of speaking or physical movement, do to their biological development. There telepathic and metal capability are highly developed. They move or appear to using their mind more levitating than walking. Any vocalization comes from transmitting their thoughts to others. The consume energy from soil and rocks gaining their life energy that way. There are only ten members of her race allowed to awake at one time. Her race shares a hive mind. Allowing her memories and knowledge from times long past.

Darth Amond had chosen a strange Dragon shifter as her apprentice. She had planned on using the physical strength and dexterity to host a spirit she and the Dark Council needed to move forward with their war plans. However she hadn't considered her mental power failing her against the physical power her apprentice possessed. Even the Dark Council hadn't figured out just how strong the young apprentice was. Instead of becoming one with the force Darth Amond has awoke to find a new master and a new purpose.

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Quote:
Originally Posted by Kiyoto
Name:
Ritsuka "Ritz"

Age:
Eighteen

Race:
Crysalian

Side:
Rogue Jedi

Weapon(s):
He carries with him a serries of small multi-colored blades, that when not in use, look like harmless data drives, kept in the pouch on his leg. Other than that, he does have a lightsaber with him, though it rarely actually gets used.

Power(s)/Abilitie(s):
Besides excelling at the mental aspects of the force (Telekenetic, persuasion, push, etc.), Ritsuka has enhanced speed and agility, which allows him to out manuver and pace many of his opponents more easily than others. Besides this, he has the ability to manipulate energy at will, which makes lightning come easy to him.

Personality:
Ritsuka is a mystery, coming off as the silent type to most. Though he is quiet, the wheeles in his mind are often turning at a quick pace. He is smart and cunning, able to think on his feet and act accordingly. He is bolder and blunt, often one to speak his mind. Ritsuka finds his often being mistaken for a girl more troublesome, which at times can leave him flustered. Though he does see the advantages in people not always seeing him as a threat, or being able to use it to his advantage. At the opposite, he also does often hate to be looked down upon and underestimated. He is strong willed and hearted, as well as self sacrificial to the point where he will put himself in harms way to protect those he cares for. At the same time, he is often a loner, having walls around his mind and heart. He keeps most people at arms length and distance, so as to not to get to attatched. He will at times simply pass this off as a jedi's path to keep from gaining attatchment, but there are at times something more to it as well. Not much else is known about him, since few interact with him really, or get him to open up.

Bio:
Nothing is known about Ritsuka, not even his last name. He is an orphan, who seems to have been whiped from many databases across the galaxy, and that seems to be just the way he likes it. Upon first glance, Ritsuka is often mistaken for a female. He has a slim and lengthy figure, and "pretty" features. When one begins to get to know him however, this is quickly shown to be false. Ritsuka has spent most of his life travelling, not staying in one place for to long for some reason. He is often not one to talk about his past, and seems to often keep an eye around him. He has become known as a master hacker and a master with technology. His abilities make it easier for him to use range and speed based attacks, often overpowering his opponents quickly. What his future holds, he is unaware, but he is not one to merely sit down and wait for it to knock on his door.

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Name:
Hattori Kazuto

Age:
Twenty

Race:
Ceribral

Side:
Sith Reasercher

Weapon(s):
Hattori's weapon of choice is the Sickle seen within his picture. It is custom designed by his own mind, so it can be used as multiple weapons in one. The hooked blade is razor thin and broad on the flat side, allowing it to be used as a blade and shield. The three spines upon the hilt can fire energy blasts, to either stun or kill, like a trooper's blaster. The point at the end holds a compartment that contains a toxin that will slowly paralyze the body till death. It has a chain on the end, that can be used in battle as well.

Power(s)/Abilitie(s):
Technology Manipulation , Psychic Constructs

Personality:
Cold and calculating, Hattori is a man of sience and knowledge. He often views most others as benieth him, or as one might view an insect. In this manner, he often can not be bothered to dirty himself or his mind to handle others in times of crisis or such. It takes someone to truly spark his attention or to annoy him enough for him to actually lift his blade. He is smart and intellectual, which shows in his mannerism. He is a man of fact and logic, so foolishness and stupidity do not go over to well with him. He is one to see things more as black and white, meaning that it is eather fact and can be proven through science and logic...or it is foolish idealism and emotions. He prides himself on his mind and his ability to put aside emotion. He is thought to be void of feeling altogether, not one to smile at all. He enjoys books and his reaserch, spending most of his time in his lab working.

He is refined and elegant, a man of manners and honor. Dispite his dark path, he will not stab a man in the back, or one without a weapon. He prefers to win when others are actually trying their best, rather than to take advantage of a situation. He enjoys the finer things in life, and oddly enough, some simple things as well. Dispite his lack of people skills, many find him alluring and tempting. Many view him as an unobtainable and untamable source of raw power and intellect. He would never admit it, but it does have a slight allure to it of its own. He is a curious man as well, tying into his being a man of silence and knowledge. He lives to learn, so he will often persue something that catches his intrest. Often asking questions or pondering things, he enjoys a good stimuli, weather it be in conversation or a challenge. In many ways, he is referred to as an enigma, a mystery many can not figure out.

Bio:
Hattori is from a planet of rigid order and command, which helped to build him into a man that portrayed many of the same qualities. His actual past is classified, but he became a reasercher for the Sith at the age of sixteen. As a young man, many within the Sith's world were unsure about him when he was brought in. He began work initially on finding a way to harness the force, strengthening it within those who could wield it, and potentially awakening it in other beings. The result was a collar, which helped to stimulate the mind and senses, opening up parts of the mind and senses others did not know they had. Unfortunately, the strain upon the host bodies became harder over time, resulting in eventual death. For this reason, the collars were used upon more "expendable" forces.

Reports of his reaserch are notorious around the galaxy, as are rumors about what else he might have his hand it. He has never been a man to cower and hide, even though he knows that there are forces out there that would be happier if he was dead. A few attempts have been made on his life over the years, but they have all failed. A tactical genious, he has had a hand in helping to advance not only weapons and machines for the Sith, but their soldiers and tying back into his work with the force as well. He has become a valuable asset to the Sith, their top reasercher of this time, dispite his young age. Recently, he has been rumored that he is doing work with people who have passed on, looking into the cases of unknown activity hapening around the galaxy.

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Originally Posted by Shikabane Hime
Name:
Scythia Hallows

Age:
Unknown, last recorded age is 19.

Race:
Nocturnia Smartera
A Nocturnia Smartera or Nocturnia Smartero if a male, is believed to be the cyber beings, however that isn't the case. The beings are actually one of the smartest beings with living armor. What makes them different from most aliens is the fact they are born with an IQ of a Coruscant scholar. As they grow, they would become smarter and a bit stronger with their surroundings, hacking into a large mainframes of ships by the age of 5. The People of Nocturna are very family oriented, they love being close to their family in fear they lose them. People who come to visit the planet, would never really understand the bond the Nocturnias have with each other. Nocturnias can be friendly majority of the time and would greet visitors with open arms and try their best to make them comfortable. However, over recent years, the Nocturnia have been used as a Sith checkpoint...check not a lot of Nocturnians like. Because the Sith is nervous to lose the Nocturnia to the Jedi, they have denied them permission from leaving their planet.

The Nocturnia Smarterans are both smart and strong, they are revered for not only their smarts, but their brawn and armor. Somehow, they had found a way to fuse with armor that appeared to feel like the flesh of a living being, and maintain its durability. Despite being the smartest and very strong, they are also naive. True, they can read about the other planets from the libraries and archives from the Sith, knowing how the people truly act is something that the Nocturnia Smarterans don't know.


Side:
Sith Lord

Weapon(s):
Nocturnal Spear
Scythia's whip/Lightsaber
Famire

Power(s)/Abilitie(s):
Levitation, Force Fear, Force Maelstorm, Force Scream and Darkspear

Personality:
By appearance and the fact that she is with the Sith, many would believe Scythia is a horrible person who only looks after herself. She would also be depicted as someone who would kill a fellow Sith if they failed her. However, they couldn't be anymore wrong. Scythia is actually once of the very few Sith who is kind and honest, loyal and understanding. But she is no weakling, Scythia is well respected for her fighting and her position within the Sith Order. She can sometimes have her moments when she is angry, but she knows how to calm down after a while(and a few dead bodies laying about). Despite being a Sith, Scythia is very close to her mother, she doesn't like leaving her mother alone for too long since her father is not always on the planet to keep her company.

Unfortunately, due to her being naive about other planets, Scythia doesn't really know much about the universe around her or the cultures that she and her race have been deprived of. Despite being one fo the smartest races out there, Scythia can't comprehend with most of the things. Despite this, Scythia's heightened senses make her the smartest on her planet, making her the "Seer". Deep down, Scythia doesn't really like the Sith nor does she like how they have imprisoned her people to their planet, refusing to let them travel to where they want to go. She grew a deep hatred for the Sith and made it her mission to free her kind from the Sith.


Bio:
Scythia comes from the planet Nocturna, the Planet of the Cyber Beings. Getting there is almost impossible without being destroyed by small barriers here and there. Rumors of the beautiful looking planet have been lingering around ever since the first Jedi and Sith went there. They were greeted with almost angry inhabits who sometimes don't take kindly to those who have started the war. Scythia is no exception. When Scythia was born, she was, of course, very smart. Her parents were not surprised by this, however, her mother was very surprised when she was told by a doctor that Scythia was actually a lot smarter than the average Nocturnia. After about six days, Scythia had managed to take her toy apart and put them back together without a problem. Her heightened senses only grew as she did, when of course her mother helped her control them with a bit more care and training. With this training she was able to take the role as Seer, a Nocturnia who has surpassed all of the intellectual training for Nocturnians, but what do you expect from the daughter of the Sith Emperor? Scythia grew up with her mother, her father wasn't really there so her ways with the force weren't controlled since almost no one on Nocturna had the force abilities. Her mother told her even though she was born from evil, she didn't have to live by it. She can choose to live the way she wanted and her mother showed her that things can change.

Scythia took it to heart, eventually going to see her father every once in a while once she had grown to the appropriate age to leave the planet. Her father, the Sith Emperor, sensed great power within her and said that he would train her in the ways of the Sith. Scythia accepted but only if she would see her mother for two weeks out of every month. The Emperor agreed and her training began. Many within the Sith had laid their eyes on the young Nocturnia Smartera, they saw her as weak and didn't think that she could survive too long without anyone's help. Of course, this was proven incorrect when Scythia fought against a few acolytes who made of fun of her appearance and her ways of life. Her father was very proud of her when it came to fighting ruthlessly against their enemies, and Scythia was happy that she was making her father happy. However, she also wanted to make her mother happy as well, so she retained her personality. Believing that maybe she can change things for the better if it was possible.

Years would by as she Scythia would climb the ranks, eventually making it to Sith Lord, this way her father was able to keep an eye on her and watch as her power grow. Scythia didn't mind it, she wanted to make her mother and father by proud of her. Her troopers and fellow Sith respect her and wouldn't dare try anything foolish to upset her, however, Scythia wouldn't really get angry. Only tell them to try again and next time to be a little more careful. However, no one really knows of her secret agenda, Scythia plans to free her race from the grip of the Sith and become a free race.


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The clothes she wears, minus the helmet.



Name:
Siegfried Veras

Age:
21 in human years

Race:
Wisp Elf
A race of elves that have given their lives to protect the spirits of those it passed on. They do this in order to keep things balanced between the natural order and natural chaos.


Side:
Republic Jedi Knight

Weapon(s):
Elven Blade
Lightsabers x2
Wisp Bow

Power(s)/Abilitie(s):
Force Ghost, Force Protection, Force Whirlwind, Healing and Force Stasis

Personality:
Siegfried has a shy personality, not wanting to make anyone upset with him. He can be sweet, caring, gentle and can be afraid of almost everything. However, he does have confidence, when he has to fight to protect himself or his friends, he will defend them long enough for them to escape. Lucas is very attentive and listens to all of his orders, no matter how absurd it is. However, he does sometimes question it. Unfortunately, due to his lack of memory about his past, he isn't able to answer next to nothing about himself. He can be almost considered emotionless sometimes when it comes to fighting.

Bio:
Where Siegfried came from is a complete mystery. He doesn't know where he use to be, but he knows he is from a race of Elves who were part of a long dead race. The Wisp Elves. It is a little unclear where they are now, but he was found by the Jedi Order when he was walking through the woods of Naboo. Siegfried was taken in, one fo the jedi masters noticed he was in tuned with the Force. Training for Siegfried started immediately at a young age.

As the years went by, Siegfried soon became a padawan for an experienced Jedi Knight by the name of Trins Cass. He was a stern teacher however, he had valuable lessons to teach Siegfried. Siegfried learned quickly as would try his best to complete his training and appease his master. However, that unfortunately changed around the age of 16. After six years of serving Trins Cass, he was killed by Darth Nihl. Siegfried attacked his master's killer out of anger and lost horribly. If it wasn't for two other masters to come help Siegfried, he would have died the same away as his master. Seigfried hid in his room for a while, he felt close to Trins, mainly because he was like a father to him. He was depressed for a while often going out with almost no emotion in his eyes. It wasn't until one say his Wisp Elf blood kicked in. Siegfried was visited by Trins where he told him that it was time for him to let go. It would be difficult, but it was time for him to move on. At first Siegfried didn't want to do it, however, he knew it was time to let him go. Siegfried awoke from his dream and promised himself that he wouldn't steep too low into his depression ever again.

Now at the age of 21 in human years, Siegfried is now a Jedi Knight, under the watch of a Jedi Master. He vows to fight with the Jedi and spread peace across the galaxy, ever once in a while, he would see then fallen fighters of the war. Even seeing Trins watching over him. However, Siegfried has a feeling something bad is about to happen.


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Quote:
Originally Posted by Andraus
Name: Kadash Thiag
Age: 24
Race: Human
Side: Rogue Sith.
Weapons: Dual Lightsabers, Plasma Pistol, Metal Sphere
Power(s)/Abilitie(s): force lightning, force choke, force healing, force push, and Repulsion
Personality: Stubborn at times, and barbaric, but can show compassion, mercy, and kindness.
Bio: Kadash began his training as a Sith at the age of 6. He was given to the Sith Academy on Korriban, when he displayed force-sensitivity in the Orphanage of his child-hood. Not knowing his real parents, Kadash relished at the chance to use his power, on hopes of using it to learn the truth of his birth.

His training ended on an Excursion to Dromund Kaas, when he learned of an Ancient order known as 'Revanites'. It's unclear what happened to them, but from what information he gathered, Kadash learned that the Revanites sought to create a path, that was neither sith nor Jedi. He pondered this for a long time, before leaving Korriban, abandoning his sith training. He then traveled to the planet Dagobah, and entered the cave of evil.

In there, he received a clouded vision of the Jedi and the Sith both fighting against an unknown enemy, though it was unclear if this could destroy them. Conflicted over what he was taught to view this, and the surviving Revanite teachings, he ultimately decided that he should find a way to unite the two, or attempt a preemptive strike on whoever this mysterious enemy was.. Until he can figure out who this enemy is, he intends to stick to the shadows, only striking if necessary.
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Old 11-12-2014, 02:37 AM

In the midst of the dark shadows of a large cargo hold from a ship that was carrying in supplies for a black market merchant on Nar Shaddaa was a single male that wore a tattered dark brownish cloak. His face was completely covered within the shadows from the darkness of his cloak but as well as due to his hood keeping his face hidden from any and all sights. While the ship swayed left to right around the traffic of the smuggler planet; it was only a matter of time that the sounds of the engines coming to a halt at it's location that the young male had raised his head just slightly in curiosity as to where the ship had decided to dock. There was no doubt that wherever it was deciding to dock; someone was going to come into the cargo hold and take a look around to either bring out supplies if not just for a plain inspection; the male knew well enough that either way if he was going to get caught, things weren't going to go smoothly.
It was only a matter of time that the noise of the locks on the ship's blast doors were being unlocked echoed throughout the large room. Quickly but surely, the hooded male had dashed his way to get into a more darker area of the room where he wouldn't be seen by the trandoshan that came stepping through the brightly lit hallway that connected the two rooms together. Sneaking his way as quickly and as silently as possible to the exit of the cargo hold; the moment the hooded male had taken a single step out into the lit hallway of the exit to the cargo hold, a quick blaster shot had just nearly missed the front of his right foot. Keeping his back turned to the trandoshan, the hooded male stayed completely still while the male trandoshan stepped up ever so slowly towards him. "What do we have here? A ssstowaway? What do you think you were doing in here?" The creature hissed towards the hooded male who only remained silent for another moment or so all the while keeping his back still turned to the trandoshan. "Just let me go. I didn't take anything and I won't let anyone know about this." Those were the only words that came from the male's lips as he had simply turned his head just slightly over his shoulder to show only the sight of his quick flash of bright reddish yellow eyes. Although it maybe true that the male could simply kill the trandoshan and continue on his way out without so much as any trouble; but just the thought of causing a commotion and than possibly having the trandoshan let out it's shriek for help, the hooded male was in no mood to be dealing with a bunch of smugglers and black market merchants.
With a single brow raised from the trandoshan creature, it was clear that this one didn't seem to be one for reasoning. As he gripped a hold of his blaster tighter in his claws, he prepared himself to pull the trigger and simply try to kill the intruder. "You got sssome nerve trying to bargain like that with me. I ssshould just kill you, but maybe I can just get sssome extra creditss from trying to sell a sssmart mouth like yourss on the ssslave--" Right before the trandoshan could finish up his entire sentence from all his hissing, a bright arctic blue blade had already been seen going from his chest area going through the other side, from the front of his chest was the hilt of a lightsaber. The only expression the trandoshan could give at the feeling of heart just being pierced in a seconds notice was plain shock; in the next moment the blade had retracted back into it's hilt and returned to the grasp of the hooded male. Holstering it back to it's original spot on his belt, the hooded male simply left the corpse of the dead trandoshan on the ground within the cargo hold as he exited the ship quietly. Those who had seen the hooded male leave the large ship paid no mind to him since they were unaware of what had just taken place within the ship; by the time the crewman of the ship had decided to check up on the trandoshan as to why he was taking so long for an inspection; only to find that he was dead, the hooded male was far gone already into the busy city of Nar Shaddaa.
After wandering the grounds of Nar Shaddaa for a few minutes; he soon made his way over towards the balcony of one of the stations only to end up taking off his tattered hood. Revealing his face as his ponytails flew back just slightly with the breeze of the busy space of the planet. Taking in a deep breath before exhaling a low sigh, the young male's eyes had changed from their reddish yellow color to a more bright crystal blue color. "It feels like it's been forever.." He whispered silently to himself as he looked out in the distance to watch all the cars swooping by at high speeds as well as all the dimly lit buildings from afar.
This young male's name was Ryosuke Takaheshi; to many known faces he is a rogue Jedi, to others he is known simply as a huge bounty that plenty of hunters are after for credits while to very few he is known to be a friend. Although Nar Shaddaa was obviously wasn't the greatest place to sneak a ride to, Ryosuke spent alot of his childhood here on this planet and even made a few friends within the refugee that had no other choice but to come to this planet to live. He wasn't about to just forget about the people that helped him in his time of need, even if he had spent most of his time during his childhood just trying to steal what he needed to survive. Taking another minute or so just to enjoy the view, Ryosuke had finally pulled his hood back over his head to conceal his face once more before progressing his way to the lower levels to reach the refugee camp.

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Old 11-12-2014, 06:07 AM

The rain poured on the metal streets of the capital. It was always the same on Dromund Kaas, day in and day out. You knew at some point there would be rain. The planet wasn’t for the faint of heart, if the monsters didn’t kill you then the apparitions would. Life here was hard for all inhabitants even the Sith that called it home. Rebellion along with deceit lead to death on the planet. In all honesty those same reasons lead to many deaths in the Sith order. Such things made you stronger or that was the common belief amongst most Sith.

The glory days of the Sith were gone. The once great capital city of the Sith lay in ruins. Only anger and hatred in the hearts of the inhabitants stayed the same. The Sith now spent their time gathering strength. Many meditated in the ancient temples, falling prey to the apparitions who called the temples home. Some sought to capture the spirits and gain their power through force binding. The technique had been lost over the years, leading to many Sith being possessed by the spirits they attempted to bind. It sounds almost psychotic to keep trying only to end with the same result. Force binding, was suppose to allow a individual to bind a apparition gaining their power in the force. Or that was what all old text on the subject claim. The other part of the text said that, if the individual wasn’t strong enough the apparition would take over their body.

A secret order had been setup on Dramund Kass for the purpose of Force binding. The hope of gaining more power was too tempting. The loss of the Emperor himself dealt a blow that rippled through the order. It caused fear in many making them do things that seemed crazy. With no leadership or guidance of any kind they relied on what relics and libraries they had left. Most of the remnants where only parts not a complete whole. So most of the information was incomplete leaving the Sith to figure out the rest. This was the purpose of the Force binding order. The Dark Council had appointed four top Sith lords to the research and development of Force binding techniques. Acolytes and lords themselves along with any deemed worthy, were sent into the temples. Only one of the four lords could deem a candidate worthy. In all honesty it was a death sentence, most who went in never made it out. If any made it out, they were possessed by the apparition they tried to bind instead. The apparition was sent to the Dark Council for debriefing. It seems cold, but either way they gained knowledge. The Dark Council gained knowledge from the apparitions and the Lords learned what didn’t work..


The rain poured as a hooded figure walked into the chamber where the Dark Council representative stood waiting. The figure was clothed in red and black the colors of the Sith order. However the clothing accentuated the striking feminine curves of the Sith Lord. Her outfit was anything but traditional Sith robes. She wore a black body suit that only covered a small part of her chest. Her legs where bare other than the tribal tattoos, and knee high leather boots. She wore a form fitting red skirt with slits on both sides, the slits stopping just below her hips. She wore long leather gloves that stopped at her elbows making her a sight to behold. The representative however didn’t look impressed at all. In fact he was rather disgusted by the woman’s appearance. “A Sith lord should uphold the traditions of the Sith. Not parade around like some common dancer! “ The thunderous voice from the representative echoed through the small metal chamber. “Be glad I am not your master here child! I would dispose of you. “ The thunderous voice said in anger. The tension in the room grew the longer the representative stared at the woman. This was the trouble maker that the council couldn’t seem to rid themselves of. The woman had gained her title though a despicable method. Her reputation for being unforgiving was well known throughout the order. “You Lord Alee Snow have been chosen for a task, of utmost importance. “ The representative said angrily wishing there was another choice other than her. “The Council for some reason finds favor with you. However make no mistake, I don’t. I hope you fail and get what you deserve, worm. The council needs you to go to Nar Shaddaa. There are reports of rogue Sith and Jedi on the planet. The council wants the rogue Sith disposed of discreetly. As for the rogue Jedi your job is to convince them to join us or dispose of them as well. You are dismissed.” The representative said full of disgust, happy to know they would be rid of her soon.


White orbs appeared from within the hood upon hearing the disgust and disapproval. The glare cut right through the representative making the man take a step back, as Alee removed her hood. She showed herself fully now as her eyes focused on the representative. Her long white hair quickly fell about her falling into place. “ You speak so impudently for a messenger. Is that how you address all your Sith Lords? “ She said coldly, still glaring at the man. “ I see there is much fear in you now that I’m not silent. I will do as the Council wishes of me. However when I get back I’ll make sure your name is top on the Candidate list, I’m sure the other three lords would agree to it. You, little worm, can be replaced.. There are many others waiting for your job. A slave can deliver a message. You will show me the proper respect due to my rank and position.” She said holding out her hands as force lighting hit the representative. The man fell to the floor screaming in pain from his injuries. She stopped leaving him there only inches from death. “Let this be a lesson to you.” She said as she turned leaving him there to tend to his injuries, before heading to the Dark Council.


Alee made her way to her refuge, the small metal structure she called home. In truth it was rather large due to her rank, however she only used a small portion of it for living. Most Sith would never dare to touch the representative, however she wasn’t most Sith. She knew the man wouldn’t tell the Dark Council because it would show weakness, leading to the councils own mockery of him. Sith did not like weakness of any sort, so in a way she had done him a favor. She had shown him his weakness, so maybe he could gain power from it. Before she left she needed to get a few things that were precious to her, once she had them her real journey would begin.
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Old 11-12-2014, 03:34 PM

Trace Darsten jumped down from her X-Wing into what was possibly one of the dirtiest and darkest landing bays she had ever seen. Pulling off her helmet, she slicked back the whips of hair that had plastered themselves to her face during the ride and looked around. There was a number of individuals of various sizes and shapes hanging about and she quickly got the feeling that her presence wasn't welcome. Trace wasn't entirely surprised however and without preamble, tossed her helmet up into the cockpit and stripped off her orange flight suit to reveal her clothing underneath. Despite the humid air, she donned the brown Jedi robe she had stowed away in the back and locked the cockpit, trusting her aging R2 unit to keep an eye on things.

Striding purposefully towards the exit, Trace consulted her comlink and began the tricky descent to the lower levels of the city. She had been assigned to aid the refugees on Nar Shaddaa. With the war breaking out, Trace had held high hopes of earning glory in battle but was ultimately disappointed to be sent on what seemed to be a babysitting mission. Still, as a Jedi she knew it was her duty to help those in need and she wasn't about to dispute her master on the matter when she was so close to gaining the title herself.

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Old 11-13-2014, 05:36 PM

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Making his way around the crowds of the large smuggler city; Ryosuke had continued to progress forward towards the refugee camp down in the lower levels of the planet. The last time he had been there, most of the races that seemed to live down there looked to be either human or closely related to the human species. Although they may had been refugees, their kindness compared to every other smuggler scum on the planet was far beyond any kind that someone would be able to find on this planet. Even though they were poor and barely had any kind of skills to really protect themselves from thieves, the refugee were able to live their lives peacefully with one another as though they were still living on the planet where they had originally come from.
It was only a matter of minutes that it had taken the young hooded male to reach the entrance to the refugee camp as he had flipped a switch on the side of the blast doors to reveal the large camp that now stood before him. Refugees as far as the eye could see, races from all over walked around to either speak with other refugees while others stood around ruined R units that had flames coming out of where their heads used to be for warmth. Some simply just sat around either sick or just trying to live the rest of their days in peace as they awaited the day for their death or just for some miracle to happen. Slowly enough, the young hooded male began to make his way through the camp; only turning his head slightly towards the left and to the right every so often to take a glimpse of how life was when he lived down here with all of them. The look of concern quickly overcame the young male as he continued on his way down the path while watching the pain that others had to go through while he was one of the lucky ones to be taken in by the Jedi Order.
Approaching a large dark mossy green container; which was what most refugees lived in; the Ryosuke went to knock upon the large metal doorway to the entrance a couple of times before awaiting for a reply from the residents of the container. After about a minute or two, the loud sounds of the metal doors slid open to find that an elderly woman and a young boy had stood there with a curious look upon their faces at the stranger. "Oh, auntie Shaiya. You've taken in another under your care?" Ryosuke asked as he stared at the human elderly woman and twi'lek child. "And may I ask who you are good sir..?" The elderly woman spoke up as the hooded male revealed his face from underneath his cloak to reveal his true identity once more. Seeing the familiar face of Ryosuke; the once curious look upon the elderly woman turned from confusion to shock as well as happiness. "My dear boy..Ryosuke. You've come back..!" She called out with joy as she slowly made her way over towards him to give him a warm hug; all while the twi'lek boy was still completely lost of what was going on. "And look at you..all grown up and a full fledged Jedi. Now we have one less thing to worry about with you protecting the galaxy..And I almost forgot; Uwalrida..this is Ryosuke. He was just like you when he was young..I took care of him and look of what he turned out to be..one day, you will be the same." The elderly woman spoke to the little twi'lek boy who simply made his way into the container to hide from how shy he was to meet someone new.


~* Sith Lord *~

Deep within one of the many other chambers that laid upon the planet of Dromund Kaas; a tall figure that stood at the height of nearly 7ft with an entirely all black cloak with slight streaks of red left to right had been standing over an male acolyte who had thought that if he was able to sneak up on Shuji, he would be able to kill a Sith Lord and become a new one himself. "You piece of crap. You thought you could defeat me with such weak skills in stealth?! Let me show you what happens to those who dare try to betray me!" His voice echoed with a boom throughout the chambers as he slowly reached out to the head of the Sith acolyte before just stopping at an inch away from the male's forehead. A wide smirk came across his lips from underneath his metallic mask as an instant storm of lightning struck out onto the acolyte's body causing him to shriek and scream in agony; every once in a while, the Sith Lord would come to a halt of his torture before only continuing once again in a matter of seconds just so that the acolyte wouldn't have an instant death.
Shocking him for what seemed to be an endless amount of time and power; Shuji had only come to a complete halt when the male was at the brink of death and unconscious within his chambers. The smirk that once was held underneath his mask had now become a disgusted frown as he turned his back to prepare to leave from the exit he was originally planning to. Moving his left wrist up to his mask, a small red circular light flashed on as he spoke into his comm link. "Someone come to my chambers and rid this filth from my sight. If I return and it is still here, someone will pay." His voice was low as he left his chambers only to make his way towards the representatives chambers; as he made his way there however, the sight of what seemed to be another Sith Lord preparing her things for a travel had caught his his attention.
Arching a brow at the sight of this, Shuji made his way over towards the dark lord and waved a single hand towards her. Although it was slightly difficult to tell from who it was from afar due to his sight being through the force rather than actual true sight, by the time he approached the female to see that it was Alee Snow; the dark lord had given yet another smirk from underneath his mask. "Ah. Miss Alee, it seems you are preparing yourself for some sort of travel..may I ask where you are leaving to?" It was quite obvious in the tone of his voice that Shuji wasn't asking permission as though trying to be kind to figure out where Alee was heading off to; rather it was more as though he were asking sarcastically where she was going and demanding an answer out of her. Even if she was a fellow Sith Lord, didn't mean he was about to make himself feel of a lower class to her in any form.


~* Jedi Master *~

Sitting within the ruins of the Jedi Temple on Coruscant, a young looking Jedi Master sat with his short legs crossed and his eyes shut. Both of his long pointed ears had lowered just slightly as he mediated in a completely still stance, although there was a new temple now on the planet of Tython; this young Jedi Master still preferred the original temple on Coruscant and vowed that one day he would repair it with the help of others. Keeping completely still, he watched through the force for anything that was out of the ordinary or that if there was a disturbance within the force itself. As he studied through the endless force, his eyes had quickly reopened as he nearly fell backwards at the sudden feeling of darkness approaching as to where one of his students were; Nar Shaddaa. Gritting down his teeth, he quickly stood back up to his feet and began to make his way out of the ruins to the temple. However, right as he left the main chambers where the past Jedi Masters once mediated with one another were; a group of Kath Hounds stomped their way to block his only exit.
"Beasts..please. I mean you no harm, I simply wish to leave." The short-legged Jedi slowly took a few steps back as the creatures took their slow and careful steps forward. It was obvious that they did not understand what he was speaking of, but even if they did; they probably wouldn't had listened since they all seemed to had been quite hungry from what looked to be years of starvation. As one leaped forward, the Jedi had instantly jumped on top of it's large head and bounced his way to the exit of the room. Quickly enough, he reached both his arms out to the two large stone doors and slammed them shut with the force to keep the creatures at bay. Although he may had locked the entrance to their only escape; knowing the Kath Hounds, with enough strength with the amount of numbers they had; it was only going to be a matter of time that they busted through with just brute strength.
By then however, the Jedi would've been far gone already. This Jedi was known to be as Master Kallar, one of the new and few other Jedi Masters of the new council; unlike many of the other masters who preferred to stay on the planet of where the new order resided, Kallar was one who preferred the old teachings on Coruscant and would travel there even knowing the dangers that lurked around. As he made his way to the hanger bay of Coruscant; Kallar had climbed into the nearest x-wing and took off for Nar Shaddaa. If his mediation was correct and that a dark presence truly was coming towards Nar Shaddaa, there was no way that he could let his student fend off against such a power on her own.

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Old 11-13-2014, 06:57 PM

Trace took in the sights that surrounded her as she slowly descended. Though her mission was peaceful and in theory rather simple, she knew from experience that things weren't always what they seemed to be on the surface. She would need to know as much as she could about the planet and its politics as a whole to effectively assist the refugees. She noticed the surreptitious glances and turned backs as various smugglers made deals and saw to personal issues and noted that there was no evidence of any local law enforcement.

Eventually she came to a half in front of a set of wide blast doors and activated the button to pass through. On the other side tents and other rudimentary shelters covered a large expanse that looked dark and dirty. She noticed a few people look her way before turning their backs on her. Clearly outsiders were to be distrusted. Trace slowly walked through the camp, taking stock of what there was for her to work with. The water supply looked dirty and a quick test with a small handheld device, she was able to confirm the presence of bacteria. That would be one of the first concerns she would address. She also noticed the trash lingering between hovels and the clogged up drainage systems. All of these things easily led to diseases that would quickly spread among the populace if they weren't careful.

Filing all of this information away for later, Trace decided that for now it would be best to try to seek out the leader of the downtrodden bunch. The refugees likely wouldn't trust her or listen to her advice unless she could link herself to a local authority figure. With that thought, she began the slow process of asking for directions. Many of the refugees were unwilling to talk to her, simply turning their backs or disappearing into their makeshift homes. Eventually however she was able to convince a young girl to show her the way in exchange for a pack of dry rations from her kit.

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Old 11-13-2014, 11:31 PM

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The security officer never noticed that his com was gone, as he turned to move down the street. Moments before, a smaller figure within a tan cloak has slipped by him, and picked it off of him with ease. "To easy" a voice came from under the hood, before the figure turned off down an ally. Reaching up, the hood was pulled off, to allow a long ponytail of deep gray hair to slip out into the breeze. The front of said hair falling into ruby eyes, as they looked down at the small device in black gloved hands. It was not the com itself that was of interest, no it was the parts inside. A light smile tugged at the male's lips, though few would guess he was truly a he at first glance. He carried a trait of all his people, within a slim and feminine elegance.

Lengthy and with looks that could rival even the most beautiful of many races, Crysalians were ones to live up to their looks. The one here was indeed male, one of eighteen years. His name was Ritsuka, though he often went by the nickname and codename of Ritz. No last name, not that anyone knew of anyways, and none he was inclined to give out at this time. He had been erased from most systems, which had also labled him as a ghost in many cases. A phantom thief, spy, opportunist, genious...he had been called many things, none of them he really thought to much into. He was what he was. Turning over the small device, he waved a hand over the back of it. As if by some magic, the little machine began to undo itself, taking itself apart bit by bit. It was no magic, it was what was known as using the force.

He had been able to do such things for awhile now, training himself to use these things, since he had never really had anyone to teach him. Not like he could just go out and ask for a teacher, besides, he was not the type to do to well with authority anyways. He hated to be underestimated and looked down upon, and it was at times because of his looks, that just that happened. He found what he was looking for, a small chip that served as the motherboard for the little com. Another smile tugged at his lips. That was what he needed. "Hey, you! Stop right there!" Ritsuke turned to see the security guard coming back, seemed he had noticed finally. To late for him, Ritsuke turned and took off down the ally. Another trait of his people, were their skills in speed and acrobatics or agility.

Many of his kind were famous performers for this reason, they could effortlessly pull off stunts that would be far to difficult for others. Natural instinct perhaps, able to move with one's surroundings and think on their feet. It was a natural part of his personality, and being one of the weilders of the force seemed to help as well. A large tanker ship pulled out infront of him on the street, transporting goods. Jumpping, he placed a hand on top of the truck, before twisting his body to polvault himself over it. The guard stopped, seeming surprised at this, but Ritsuka did not stop to thank him for his awe. As soon as boots hit the ground on the other side, he was off before the truck even finished pulling away.

Down another ally, over a blockade fence and off down another street. He had been casing these streets for awhile now, so getting out of there was of little effort. Finally slowing down, he glanced at the chip within his hand. "Perfect.." his hand closed around it, now all that was left, was to go back to the camp. This would make an edition to his little project.

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Old 11-15-2014, 08:45 PM

Within one of the hallways, there was someone walking down the hall. The figure's shoes clicked against the floors of the large building it was in. The figure from afar would look like a normal human, but that is only from afar. Up close would see the finer details of the figure in question. From the wide hips and the very clothing, the figure was obvious a female. Her eyes were practically a bright sapphire blue, glowing in completely darkness. Her clothes looked like the armor the stormtroopers would wear, accept it was the way she wanted it to be. Her stomach and parts of her back were exposed. The black cloth was on her arms, legs and short shorts. The armor like parts would be white, if it weren't for the fact her living armor got a little jealous and corrupted the white parts. Making them a dull dark purple with hot pink lines decorating them. Her skin was a chestnut color with long dull blue hair. Her hair appeared to be in a bob style, but behind her would be a long singular braid going down. On her back there were large machine-like wings on her back, the "webbing" of the wings were actually hot pink transparent blades. The look on her face was almost like it was neutral, not really angry, sad, or happy...just neutral.

The young woman shifted her glowing blue eyes towards her left shoulder, there was a small piece of armor with a thin wire wiggling about and the end of it was in a rhombus shape as it purred softly. The young woman shook her head lightly, a smile appearing on her face again, "So goofy." She said in almost elegant voice. The armor purred again, on her right shoulder the other small armor purred and wiggled. The young woman looked to her right and gently patted them bother, the horn-like pieces on her head pulsed lightly before going dormant. She looked forward and stopped, she blinked lightly to see a Sith acolyte walking towards her. She arched a brow as she walked pasted then, she would have continued walking if she hadn't heard the comment he said. She slowly turned her head, her eyes going blank as she soon lifted the still walking acolyte off the ground. "What the? Hey, put me down!" He shouted, wiggling around. The young woman just stared at him, blinking lightly as her hands slowly started to close, the male acolyte grunted as he felt the pressure on his torso. "I heard that comment you said. You really think I wasn't going to do anything? I guess you have forgotten your place." She said with a smirk on her face. The acolyte grunted and tried to breathe as he wiggled about. "As a Sith Lord I could kill you..." She said with a sigh as she released him. The acolyte gasped and coughed as he grabbed his chest. "Go on to your studies, be thankful that I am giving you this chance to live...don't waste it." She said as she turned and continued walking. She could hear the footsteps of the male acolyte get farther away from her. She knew he would tell the council that he was spared by her, but she didn't really care. After all, she is the daughter of the late Emperor, going against her would be a big mistake.

Once she made to the opened area, she looked around, seeing two of the other Sith Lords talking. She blinked lightly as she turned away and continued walking, she was going find something to do, maybe follow the other Sith Lords wherever they were going out of sheer boredom. However, curiosity got the better of the young looking Nocturnia Smatera being. She blinked lightly and walked towards them, stopping short behind the male, blinking lightly as she tilted her head a little. She crossed her arms lightly and just listened into the conversation.


Looking around the floating cars of Nar Shadda, the young Wisp Elf observed his surroundings as the hovering car lowered levels of the city. He climbed out of the car and started walking through, he wore a hood to hide the majority of his face and the clothing her wore. Of course, we wouldn't look like a Jedi at first glare due to his black unbuttoned shirt and black slacks with boots. But the few lightsabers and weapons he has would be him cause. he closed his bright light blue eyes and sighed softly. "Master Trins, watch over me." He said in a whisper as he walked along the ground, looking around at the smugglers as some where killed and other stole just to make a living. The young elf sighed heavily with a shake of his head. He didn't fully understand what was going on, but he had to find out something. He was a man on a mission.

However, he didn't want to act until he had backup. That is if violence were to happen. The young elf named Siegfried continued walking about until he noticed someone familiar walking about, well he could take a guess at who it once from the way they were walking. He blinked lightly as he followed behind, looking around as he pressed a button and walked into the small camp. Siegfried blinked lightly, looking around as the refugees just glared at him, 'Well, you can smell the hatred here.' Siegfried thought to himself, he then walked forward. Looking around as he took note of the areas. Seeing the garbage almost everywhere and the unclean water. Siegfried shook his head lightly, sighing lightly. He felt sorry for the refugees here, they have to endure with this way of life. He watched the children who appeared to be playing about and the adults who appeared to pretend as if he didn't even exist. A faint sigh escaped his lips as he looked at the young children.
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Old 11-16-2014, 02:35 AM

~* Rouge Jedi *~

Watching as how the young Twi'lek boy had rushed into the container to hide from Ryosuke's sight; staring into the darkness of the container, the young Jedi had slowly lowered himself down to the height of the child's level to show that he meant no harm to him whatsoever. Holding out a single hand to him carefully, the male Jedi gave a concerned frown from across his lips. "Child, please come out. I promise. I won't hurt you, I will make sure nothing will happen to you or Auntie Shaiya." His voice was soft and low; almost as though he were whispering to the young child to come out. However, no matter how long or hard he had tried to convince the child that he meant no harm to him at all; it seemed like nothing Ryosuke could say would convince the child to come out from hiding to reveal himself. After another minute or so of waiting for the Twi'lek boy to come out from the shadows; the old woman had began to make her way towards the inside of the container to reach her arms out to embrace the young child in a warm hug. "It will be alright my dear boy..don't worry. He won't harm you, he is with the Jedi; he will protect you from all those bullies that kept picking on you." As she reassured the young Twi'lek boy to reveal his face back to Ryosuke once more, slowly but surely the young Twi'lek stepped out from the shadows of the container with a slightly less nervous expression.

The fact that Ryosuke had overheard the old woman call him as a Jedi was one thing that caused a bit of concern to come over the young male's face even more so. Slowly standing up straight, the young Jedi had known already well enough that he was now considered a rogue to nearly every Jedi within the order. Although this didn't bother him, knowing if he ended up telling the old woman or anyone else that respected the Jedi so very much; they would shun him for allowing himself to become rogue as he did. To Ryosuke, he had thought for a more definite fact that Shaiya would be the most upset in him since she was the one that had explained to him all the stories of how great the Jedi were.

After another minute or so of waiting outside of the container to see whether or not the young Twi'lek was going to come out. A small shadow figure stepped out from the darkness of within the container only to reveal that the young boy had now shown himself once again. "Y-y-you will protect us...f-f-from the b-bullies?" The young Twi'lek asked nervously only to receive a nod from Ryosuke; even though the people of this area were all refugees it didn't mean that the smugglers or other refugees didn't try to take advantage of one another from time to time to either steal from others or simply take vengeance by killing one another. Ryosuke felt as though all of his words had been stuffed back into his throat, keeping him from actually telling the boy that he would protect them as a Jedi since he seemed to have a difficult time just trying to lie to the child. After another moment, the elderly lady had been the next to step out from the shadows of the container; although as she stepped out, it was clear to see that she was having a much more difficult time to walk rather than how she once was when she was younger.
Nearly collapsing to the ground, Ryosuke had seen this and rushed over as quickly as he cold to grab one of her arms over his shoulder. Instantly, the old woman had began to cough violently; struggling just to stay standing up on her own two feet as the white haired male kept her up with his own support. "Auntie Shaiya..! Whats wrong?!...are you sick?" Ryosuke quickly asked in concern as the old woman did her best just to try and stay standing steady; only to nearly collapse in his arms as the young Twi'lek motioned for the male Jedi to help the old woman go rest within the container. Without even giving moment's hesitation, carrying the woman into the dark container; the younger child had quickly rushed to a wall to switch on a light that within the container only to reveal that a small torn up bed was there. Slowly lowering the woman onto the bed, he kneeled down by her side in concern. "Don't worry...so much...my boy, Ryosuke...I'll be...okay." As the old woman spoke; she had continued to cough over and over again, showing obviously enough that she wasn't going to be 'okay'.


~* Jedi Master *~

Quickly after climbing into the nearest x-wing fighter that he could find; Kallar had wasted no time to rush up into orbit and begin pressing in the several different buttons to get in the coordinates for Nar Shaddaa. In an instant, as he slowly sat back within the seat; the lights before him began to shift and extend as he vanished in a blink of an eye to go into hyperspace. In the same amount of time he had went into hyperspace, the x-wing fighter had quickly appeared in the orbit of the large smuggler planet. From overhead, there were several different other ships from either cilivans to come visit the planet, other smugglers, bounty hunters, merchants, etc. All of them were directing their attention towards the planet to either come down for a landing or leaving the planet to go about their business. Kallar had been here several times during his time as a Padawan and as a Knight. He had already known well enough by now that the people of this planet weren't exactly always fond of seeing a Jedi; let alone a master Jedi.

Swooping down to the planet's city area; he searched left to right for his student's x-wing fighter to the best of his ability. Even if he couldn't find the fighter, it seemed as though searching for an empty docking space that wasn't restricted was near impossible. After what seemed like forever of searching, Kallar had finally reached a point where he couldn't handle just flying around anymore; swooping down towards the next nearest docking spot, he lowered the ship down and hopped out of the cockpit with his oversized robe. Keeping his head visible rather than pulling his hood over his head, the Jedi turned his head left to right only to smell the stench of the smugglers' planet all around him. "Come on R-7. Lets go." He informed for his R unit as it hopped out from it's usual spot on the x-wing and began to roll to follow after the Jedi.

Making his way down the path that connected the rest of the city to the docking port of where he left his x-wing. The Jedi had moved his wrist comm towards his mouth to speak and see if the signal was strong enough now that he was on the actual planet of where his student was. The sooner he could warn his student, the quicker he could reach her location and find the powerful dark presence he had felt before things got too out of hand. "Trace Darsten. Come in, do you read me?" As he spoke into the comm; he had continuously turned his head left to right in curiousity, only to find several glares from smugglers and even some from bounty hunters. There was no doubt that if Kallar was going to get anything done here; he was going to need to make sure he did it quick and made sure he was around others rather than getting into an area completely alone.

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Old 11-17-2014, 08:26 PM

Alee paused as she felt a disturbance in the force. Her eyes cut to Lord Shuji as she watched him approached. She stood tall not fearing him in the least. As he spoke she could only smile smugly. Normally if anyone else would dare to speak to her disrespectful she simply killed them, however she knew to be smarter around Shuji as he was Known. If he wanted to play games then she would indulge him. " Oh my Lord." She said as she bowed to him out of respect. She rose and smiled at him. "I am honored that you could take time, out of your busy scheduled to worry about my affairs. This must be why you are, so well liked among the other Lords. You take time out of your day, to greet each and every one of us. How do you manage ? " She said almost believable unless you knew her. She was being sarcastic, returning the same kindness he had given to her.

"I bet if you put the same effort into your own endeavors you would be Emperor by now. Though I'm sure the Dark council loves seeing what little faith you have in them, by doing their job instead of yours. I thought we already had Darths to investigate each lord." She said as she looked confused at why he would need to ask her business. " If you were half the Darth you thought you were, we wouldn't be having this conversation." She said as her eyes glowed, her voice went cold on that note. She didn't like anyone in her business that wasn't welcome." If you must know, I have been issued to Nar Shaddaa. There are possible rebel Jedi and Sith. " She said out of respect of the rumors she had heard of his skill. Had it been anyone else she would have left after putting them in their place. "I'm sure the Council will issue your invite soon. Your skills are well known." She said meaning it for once. "Now please if you would excuse me my Lord. I have a ship I must attend to. It's not wise to keep the Dark Council waiting. " She said bowing to him once again out of respect.

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Old 11-18-2014, 03:10 AM

Trace Stood outside the tent that the girl had indicated to her. Usually she wasn’t one to hesitate but a twinge in the force stayed her hand from pushing aside the flap. Turning, she looked back but didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary. Closing her eyes, she extended her senses and searched for what the force was trying to tell her. There… Somewhere nearby was another force sensitive. Wait… Not one, but two, though they were in opposite directions (Siegfried and Ryosuke). Trace didn’t recall anyone else mentioning being assigned to this particular mission or planet but it wasn’t impossible. The other possibility was that there were force sensitive among the refugees… Neither of the energies felt malicious so Trace shrugged it off. She would investigate that after speaking to the camp leader.

Placing her hand against the flap once more, she was about to peer inside when her comlink beeped. Reaching down she thumbed on the device and was surprised to hear the voice of Master Kallar on the other end. ”Trace here, what can I do for you Master Kallar?” she asked curiously. Her mission had barely begun and was already turning out to be more interesting than she had previously imagined.

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Old 11-18-2014, 08:38 PM

~* Rouge Jedi *~

Staying by the elderly woman's side the entire time as she laid on the ragged old bed, Ryosuke had taken her hand into his and stared at her in concern. Asking why she had been so ill was completely unnecessary; with the fact of how the conditions were in the refugee area, the fact that the elderly woman was very common among the elderly people. The young Twi'lek boy during this point had been right by her side with the Jedi rogue as he spoke in his native language to tell the woman not to pass away and that he had loved her. The woman had simply patted the young child's head and gave her usual warm smile before returning her gaze back upon Ryosuke who was still concerned for her. "Ryosuke..my dear boy; please, take this child to the Jedi temple...I don't have much time left in my life...let him learn the ways of the Jedi..please." She pleaded to the young male as he could only nod his head to her. Even if he knew all too well that he had been rogue to the Jedi Order, that didn't change the fact that he was going to just sit by and let the old woman's wish be thrown away just because he wasn't part of the order any longer.

Ryosuke may not have had his own ship to make it to the planet where the Jedi Temple now resided, but there was bound to be other Jedis that tended to visit this planet from time to time. If he couldn't find one, then there was always the option of hijacking a ship and flying it to the planet himself. Making his way to the planet of the Jedi on his own was probably going to get him locked up in a cell, but at the very least; it would get the old woman's wish taken care of. Sighing silently in relief that the child that the old woman had once taken in and treated as her very own child was going to take care of this new Twi'lek boy; she slowly turned her gaze onto the young boy before placing a hand onto his head. "Make sure you behave yourself..listen to Ryosuke. He will protect you from anyone who will ever try to hurt you...you'll make great friends at the temple and they'll teach you the ways of the force." She whispered each word to the young Twi'lek as tears began to form in the eyes of the young boy before they had rolled down his cheeks. Moving forward to the best of her ability, she wiped away his tears and placed a soft kiss onto his forehead. "Now now...no crying for old granny Shaiya..I'll always be with you and always be watching over you and Ryosuke. You're a big boy now." As she spoke, her gaze landed back onto the Jedi before patting the top of his hand and closing her eyes ever so slowly. "Take care of him Ryosuke..I'm trusting you with him." With her last words, her entire body began to grow cold as the hand that was once on top of the Jedi's had dropped to the side of the bed.


~* Sith Lord *~

Standing before Alee as she had turned her attention towards him; Shuji had arched a brow towards how she had spoken with him at the very beginning to greet him. Many of the Sith Lords nearly all knew one another, Alee with her attitude was one of the things that put her very much known out of all the other lords; including Shuji himself. Just from how she spoke, it was more than obvious enough to the dark lord that she was being quite sarcastic in her words; this didn't really bother him too much since it was to be expected nearly everytime one would speak to her. The one thing that kind of ticked him off a bit was when she had tried to insult Shuji on considering him 'half the Darth he thought he was', the urge to simply want to rip out her spine had quickly began to poke at his brain as his fingers twitched ever so slightly with how she was treating him at this point. Though the fact that the dark lord wasn't going to be sitting around too long just to remain as a Lord; in his head he was already planning on showing many of the other masters and even the council that he was to be the one of many of the other lords that should be feared much more among the others.

The one thing that that kept Shuji from trying to kill Alee on the very spot was when she had stated what her mission was from the dark council. She was heading off to Nar Shaddaa for Jedi and even Sith rebels; just the thought of that sounded interesting enough that the dark lord himself would want to join in on this mission of hers, whether the dark council would agree to let him or not. "Oh? Nar Shaddaa hm? what an interesting place to be visiting..well, happy hunting!" He called out to the female dark lord before turning his back to her and making his way towards the direction of the dark council himself. The only moment he had actually stopped was to turn his head over his shoulder to notice that there was yet another dark lord nearby, whose power was easily recognized out of the other dark lords as well. Who could miss the fact that the daughter of the late emperor was right there; obviously enough, just because she was the daughter of the old emperor, meant nothing to Shuji or let alone many of the other dark lords at this point. Maybe one or two of the council members may had deep respect to her, but it was more than sure that she was of no fearful threat to the other dark lords. She was simply another being with just plenty of power; a small smirk coming across his lips from underneath his mask as he noticed her presence there, Shuji simply continued on his way to the council.


~* Jedi Master *~

Making his way through the large metal walkways of the planet; the Jedi Master had turned his attention left to right to make sure that he wasn't being followed by any of the smugglers or let alone bounty hunters of the planet. Keeping his comm link close to his face, it was only a matter of moments that it had taken his student to reply back. Hearing her voice gave the Jedi a world of relief that she was still alive and unharmed at the moment. "Trace. Listen closely, I'm here on the planet of Nar Shaddaa as well..I've sensed the presence of one or a few very strong dark side wielder approaching this planet during my mediations. Be on your guard, tell me your coordinates and I will make my way there. I will remain hidden to watch your progress from here on, just in case the presence I feel decides to show itself." As he warned his student, Kallar had continued on his way through a metal doorway to find himself going down a large dark path that had several flickering lights overhead. What a great place to be walking through by oneself on all the planets in the universe. Shrugging off the thought, Kallar had simply continued on his way down the path but this time being much more on his guard as he listened in on every bit of noise that he could hear around him. If anything or anyone was going to try and sneak up on him, he was going to be more than ready and noticed them before they could catch him.

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Old 11-18-2014, 09:43 PM

Trace’s eyes narrowed as she concentrated on what Master Kallar had to say then widened in surprise. It looked like this mission just got waaay more exciting (and more than a bit more dangerous). Trace quickly checked her emotions however so that the elder jedi would not feel them (Kallar was such a stickler about that). ”I will be on my guard,” she reassured him before transmitting her coordinates to him and slipping the comlink back into a pocket in her robe.

She was a bit surprised to hear that the Sith were headed for Nar Shaddaa but then again after seeing for herself what sort of people lived on the upper levels it wasn’t that unbelievable. Her master had taught her that all things happened for a reason however and she wondered if being assigned to this planet wasn’t more than a coincidence. In any case, she still had a job to do and Kallar hadn’t mentioned abandoning her post. Gently pushing aside the curtain, she peered inside the dark hut, ”Hello?” she called out, scanning the darkness for any signs of life.

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Old 11-19-2014, 03:11 AM

Alee Snow


Alee rose and left without hesitation. She thought nothing of her encounter with the other lord. She had her own task to focus on now. She arrived at the spaceport her ship already prepared for lift off. She put in the coordinates as she hurried to her destination. A smile just rose on her lips as she felt strong jedi presents as she neared Nar Shaddaa. She wondered who she would have the pleasure of meeting. She landed in one of the forgotten space ports on the planet. She looked to the screen seeing the names and faces of her targets.

She rolled her eyes as she exited the ship. She didn't care of this planet it was to crowded. She looked around the abandon spaceport wondering how long she had before the Jedi realized she was already there. She slowly made her way into the crowd quickly blending in with locals as she headed to the lower levels. She kept a mental note of the targets. She smiled her light sabers draped on each side of her waist making her feel empowered.



Luna

Luna stood in the dark spaceport. She smiled friendly at the people who passed by her. She could tell her appearance scared many. She kept a smile on her face knowing it would help to put some at ease. She couldn't do anything about her outward appearance she had tried when she was younger. Slowly she moved to the lower levels. She paused as she sensed other Jedi here. She smiled as she sensed Master Kallar. She closed her eyes as she felt the strong presence of her Sister coming.

Luna had been dispatched after reporting to the council about her Sister. It had been many years since she had seen her sister. She frowned knowing that now she would be forced to defend the citizens here against her own flesh and blood. She wondered how her sister could be filled with such hatred. She tried to prepare herself for the battle she was sure was coming.

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Old 11-19-2014, 08:51 PM

The ship landed in an older part of the port yard. It was not interested in being seen it seemed, guards lingering around the place. It was after all a planet notorious for smuggling and less than savory activity. So why was Ritsuka here? He had been calling this place home for a while sadly, a sigh escaping from his lips as he slipped off the ship. A few of the men who were guarding the place glanced at him. They looked like less than savory characters themselves. He turned away, heading away from them. What he was seeking was not here. He made his way along the streets, picking up snippets of information along the way. It seemed that people here were as lively as ever. A hand moved to brush his long ponytail from his shoulder, as a few people glanced in his direction.

One would not think that he would be in a place like this. He frowned, looking back at them. His eyes slightly daring them to make a move against him. None did as usual, not that getting into a fight might be what some would call the jedi way. He continuied along, walking towards the place where he had been staying. A refugee camp on this world. One could not really classify him as a refugee though. He was not one of them....and yet he was. It made little sense, so it was better to not have to explain it to anyone. He paused outside of the gates, a frown forming upon his lips. He got the sense of something. Something that did not happen, unless there was another like him around. Another wielder of the force. It was an odd esp kind of thing, though he supposed that a more experienced jedi would say that it is the force in action.

They all seemed to be able to sense one another. Like being close to another of the force caused an instant connection. Made for some interesting experiences with the sith...at least that was what he had heard. So, a jedi was here? Why would one be out in this place? He slipped inside, curiosity coming over him, getting the better. He followed his sense, moving along until he stood outside of the location, where the sense was coming from. He stared at it, now noting a feeling of something more. Sadness and death, which made his heart clench slightly.

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Old 11-20-2014, 04:34 AM

~* Rouge Jedi *~

Remaining by the side of the late old woman which the young Jedi male had once considered 'Auntie Shaiya'; the white haired young male had stayed holding onto her cold hand for another minute or so before slowly lowering it down to the side of the bed. Closing his eyes, he silently gave a prayer for her to let her soul rest in peace; the prayer was just as the Jedi once spoke to each being that had to fall to the horrible fate of death. He softly spoke as he stated to her that she wasn't dead and that she was simply becoming one with the force; the little Twi'lek boy could only continue shedding tears as he buried his face into the side of the bed with tears rolling down his cheeks. Ryosuke had wished to shed his own tears as well, but no matter how much he had tried to do so; nothing would come as he closed his eyes and finally placed a single palm on top of the young Twi'lek boy's head. "She's in a better place now...come little one. I will bring you--" Right as Ryosuke had prepared to finish his sentence, the sound of a female voice coming up from behind him had caught his attention. The once sadness that nearly consumed the young Jedi's facial expression had now changed to seriousness as he turned his head just ever so slightly over his shoulder to get a glimpse of who showed themselves.

The only thing he could gain from the presence was that she was a force user as well; arching a brow only slightly towards her he reached for his lightsaber at his side in case she was here to try and attack either one of them. "Yes?..may we help you?" His voice was low and near whispering tone as he called out to the female who had tried to enter to the room uninvited. While the white haired Jedi awaited for an answer, the Twi'ek boy had quickly hidden himself away underneath the ragged old bed that had the dead old woman still laying on top of. Ryosuke swore he would protect the Twi'lek to the old woman and he wasn't about to let a promise like that go so easily.

~* Sith Lord *~

Progressing his way towards the dark council after his little chat with Alee; Shuji had approached the large black staircase that lead up to a large building that stood before him. The doorway to the dark council seemed to always be wide open by two giant stone-like doors; on each of the sides that lead towards the main room where the council resided were statues of the old Lords such as Freedon Nadd, Naga Sadow, Ajunta Pall, Bane, and many others that all lead the way to the very final door that lead to the main room of the dark council. Shuji paid no mind to any of the statues as he made his way to the main room where each of the representatives all sat in a single seat of their own to stare down upon the Sith Lord who had entered. "Why have you interrupted our mediation Lord Shuji?" A single representative spoke up with his booming tone of voice as the hooded Sith Lord simply took his attention towards all of the lords that sat before him. "Now now, no need to get all angry. First thing's first, I would like you to give me more information upon the mission that you had assigned to Lord Alee." The Sith Lord spoke up in return to the representative's question as the one that had spoken up quickly stood up from his seat in annoyance that they were being pushed around by a second Sith Lord as though the dark council was some sort of plaything to the new generation of Sith. "How dare you speak to us that way?!...you shall address us with respect or you shall perish where you stand!!" The representative exclaimed as he exhaled a deep breath just before sitting back down into his seat. Although each of them were part of the dark council, many of the council members had now aged severely and weren't as powerful as they once were during their time as younger beings.

Shuji the entire time he remained silent as he continued to await for an answer to his question as though he were expecting it anytime soon. Soon enough after a bit of silence, a different council member had stood up to speak up as he stared down at the dark lord. "Lord Alee is heading to Nar Shaddaa..there have been reports of Jedi and even rogue Jedi there..she sent her there to eliminate the Jedi there and possibly convince the rogues to join the empire. If they refuse, they will also be destroyed." As he had explained the mission; Shuji gave a small chuckle at the fact that the information was also completely the same from what Alee had given him after-all. What an interesting mission it was going to be after-all, there was no way he was going to miss out on such a thing. Turning his back to the council, he began to leave the area only to be stopped when the doorway to leave the room had been slammed shut. "You aren't just going to leave without showing your respect to us, Lord Shuji." The same council member who had given the information had been the one to close the door as he demanded respect as well; slowly turning his gaze over his shoulder to stare at each one of the council members behind him. A wide smirk came across his lips from underneath his mask as Shuji had used his power of memory walk upon each one of the dark council members to make them suffer until the dark lord had left the building completely.

~* Jedi Master *~

After receiving the coordinates to Trace's location; Kallar had simply nodded his head and began to head off in the direction where she had given him the directions to. The path that had the flickering lights may had seemed dangerous but with just patience and remaining calm, it seemed the danger that he had felt was just the fact that the area he had passed with strong in the dark side from all the different kinds of dealings that were done on this planet. Shaking off the thought, he continued on his way as he progressed his way only to find himself reaching the lower levels of the city towards a large refugee camp. Turning his attention left to right as he watched the refugees of the planet having to suffer through these types of conditions. A deep sorrowed frown came across his lips as he quickly made his way towards the nearest ramp to climb up high into the dark catwalks that overlooked the large camp. From here, he would be able to watch just in case whenever the dark presence of the sith would decide to arrive at any point. Overlooking the entire scenery of the camp, the eyes of the Master Jedi darted from one area to the next rapidly to make sure he wasn't missing even the smallest detail of even the refugees in case any of them were working with the Sith.

While Kallar stayed on the catwalks, he did his best to keep his mind clear to keep the presence of the dark side of the Sith in his mind and be able to track just how close they were getting to the planet. However, as he watched from afar and concentrating on the sith; yet another presence came into his mind that wasn't of the dark side but nor was it of the light. Whatever it was, it was disturbing the flow of the force and making it difficult to keep himself completely focused. Kallar had done his best to ignore the strange disturbance and simply blamed it upon the pollution of the planet that had gotten in the way of his mediation.

~* Undead*~

Deep within unknown space; a large cruiser ship had just jumped out of hyperspace as it drifted along the endless path of space. The cruiser had been surrounded by debris all over and many other smaller and large battle cruiser as well as star destroyers had soon quickly jumped out of hyperspace to follow that same capital ship. The main cruiser's name was none other than The Ravager; the entire cruiser itself had looked as though it had been a giant wreckage of pieces from it's original ship just all being held together by some sort of force; same with all the other ships and star destroyers. Deep within the main ship; The Ravager was a single male in a large blackish green cloak who sat at the bridge of the ship as he stared out the blank empty space from his bridge. Both of his eyes remaining shut as his entire face was hidden within the darkness of his hood, this male's name was Verminaard; also known to be the leader of the undead army that he now lead with each of the ships that came through hyperspace like no end.

Slowly enough, a walking corpse of what seemed to look like a storm trooper had limped it's way over to the hooded male to speak up in a gargling tone of voice. "Sir..we've located the nearest planet with the highest signature of force." The corpse spoke as Verminaard slowly reopened his eyes only to turn his head over his shoulder ever so lightly to stare at the corpse of the storm trooper before nodding. "Good. Head there immediately. Send word to the rest of the crew to prepare." After giving orders to the storm trooper; it simply nodded it's head as it limped back to it's original post to let others know of their leader's orders.

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Old 11-20-2014, 05:15 AM

Alee Snow


Alee kept quiet as she moved through the crowd. She used some of the old forgotten maps of the city to sneak into the refuge camps. She appeared from from of the abandon tunnels as she looked around smiling as she felt a strong Jedi presence near the front of the camp. She slowly looked around as she tried to find her targets .She let out a low growl as she found it hard to locate them. Something was interfering she wasn't sure but she didn't like it. She contained her anger as she walked among the camp looking for the rouge Jedi first.


Luna

Luna made her way down to the lower level. She felt the sadness of the people making her heart ache . She looked around at the faces many had lost hope. She wished she could give them the life the deserved, however she knew she didn't have the means to do so. All she could do was try and protect them and do what she could for them. She neared one of the refugee camps people starting to make a fuss over her appearance some thinking she was Sith due to her black armor. She closed her eyes as she tried to see if what she feared was true. Had the Sith really decide to come to the planet. She found something strange as she tried to locate any Sith. There was something in the force it wasn't really Sight or Jedi. She had never felt it before. She would have to report to the council about this.
Darth Amod
Darth Amod made her way through the ship. She appeared behind the blackish green cloak man, who sat at the bridge. She levitated in place as her blue orbs glowed staring out into space. "Blinded they are still Master." Was all she said in her emotionless voice. She linked mentally into citizens on the planet as she watched the two fractions play cat and mouse with one another. She moved in and out of the minds on the planet with ease. After a while she grew bored watching them. " Foolish child, Dark Council sent her to start a war. Arrogance will be her downfall. " She said after seeing her apprentice Alee Snow there.

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#22
Old 11-22-2014, 02:11 AM

Hattori Kazuto


Pitiful. The trial had not lasted long, the experiment laying dead upon the metal lab table within the room. Giving a sigh, Hattori lifted a hand, to slide slender fingers into the front part of his hair. The bindings that were over his right eye shifted a little, though they did not give way. He traced a finger along one of the buckles, before glancing at the window. One of the lords was heading in to the building. Curious, he wondered what they would be doing here. Standing, he tossed a clip board in the direction of an assistant, who caught it and gave a bow. He did not even glance at them, as he walked out of the room. He headed in the direction of the stairs, slipping his hands into his pockets as he went.

There was no real rush, if he got there in time, he did. If not…it was not like the world would end or anything. He made his way down, as the other was exiting. From a glance back into the building, it was not hard to tell the other had left a…mark…upon the council. He turned his eyes back to him. Lord Shuji he was called. He was heading out, to where, Hattori did not know. He brushed a few strands of hair from his eyes. "Out on another mission?" he asked. He was not afraid of him, or any of the other darker beings here. These people knew better than to harm him. Possibly for the pure reason that he was useful to them...he did not care about their logic... Nor honestly where the other was going.

He moved to the man, his eye on him for a moment. "Allow me to accompany you" he says simply, "I could use the air...and the information." He glanced up at the sky for a moment, "perhaps a few new experiments as well..." He had a good enough guess where the other was going. The other female who worked along the council was sent off on a mission that involved other jedi. He had not paid much attention to the reports flowing through, it did not matter to him what others were doing. His eye returned to the man in question before him, lingering for a moment upon him. He had dealt with this man before, and many of the others within the darker council. Many others he could not be bothered with, his time was speant more often on things that would be of use to the council and all of them.

He shrugged lightly, "if you would prefer to continue on alone, I will not bother." He turned back, not one to push things where he was not wanted. It was up to him if he wanted him to go with him or not. He knew the other was not a fan of being pushed, many of them were not. They all had their own individual dark personalities, their on flares and quirks. He had not gotten to know them personally, he made it a point not to mix business and pleasure. Though that did not stop others from trying to convince him otherwise. Although, it was the way of most jedi to keep themselves void of attachments such as this...but then again, the sith were not the same as just the jedi.

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Old 11-24-2014, 12:42 AM

Trace blinked as her eyes adjusted to the dim of the hut. After a moment she was able to make out a figure, with white hair, and someone lying on a bed. When the white-haired man spoke, Trace realized that she recognized the voice. ”Ryosuke!” she exclaimed, slipping the rest of the way through the curtain. Having spent nearly all her life amongst the students at the jedi temple, she wasn’t one to forget a face. A genuine smile came across her face as she approached the male. ”I was looking for the leader here and someone directed me to this tent. Were you assigned here as well?”

As she got closer to the bed, she realized that the body lying on it was absent of the force and her smile fell, ”Oh, I’m sorry, I think I might have interrupted something…” she said, suddenly quiet and awkward. It had been so long since she’d seen Ryosuke at the temple she realized she had been sloppy in her eagerness to greet him.

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Old 11-26-2014, 03:42 AM

~* Rouge Jedi *~

As the white haired Jedi had slowly reached for the lightsaber by his waist; he had come to a complete halt before actually touching the handle of his weapon. So far, the newcomer that had stepped into the small home of the pasted away elderly woman that the Jedi once considered an aunt of sorts had decided that she would simply stand there without trying to do any harm from what it looked like. It wasn't like Ryosuke to try and attack people at random unless he was pushed to have no other choice but to attack for the safety of himself, others or just there was no other choice in his eyes. When the young female had decided to suddenly speak up out of nowhere only to hear her exclaim that she had called out his name; Ryosuke could only turn to his side completely as he stared over at the figure of the female that still stood there at the opening into the room. She seemed to know him quite well, just who was she. Although it may had taken him a moment or so to figure it out; when the female spoke up a bit more about the reason behind why she was wandering around, the white haired male soon realized that it was another student from the Jedi temple. Trace. What was she doing on Nar Shaddaa; even if Ryosuke had become a rogue Jedi to the order, it didn't mean that he still didn't spend much of his time within the order as a padawan and even reaching the rank of a knight before leaving without so much as a notice to any of the masters or other students.

Trace was one of the very few friends that the white haired male had made with all the students within the Jedi Order. She was one of the few students that at least understood how the young male felt about how being a Jedi meant that they had to keep to their duties and not only just do what they were expected to do only. Hearing her question about if Ryosuke had been assigned to the samething she was doing on this planet; the young male could only remain silent for another moment or so. Did she not know of his status being as a rouge. Either way, he simply shook his head ever so slightly before patting the top of the little Twi'lek boy's head. "No Trace..I'm here on my own business today..but I do have a favor to ask of you." Lightly pushing the back of the little boy's head to get him to step forward in front of the white haired Jedi, he directed his attention over at Trace. "When you get a chance and return to the temple..can you bring this boy with you. Our--...I mean, his foster mother had just died..as you can see." Fixing his mistake as Ryosuke had nearly stated that the elderly woman was his mother; Ryosuke corrected himself even if in the past when he was younger; the elderly woman was considered close enough to a mother figure to anyone she took in and took care of.

~* Sith Lord *~

As the dark lord made his way out of the large building where the dark council resided. He soon found himself making his way ever closer towards the direction where the smaller ships were to allow him to travel to the planet of Nar Shaddaa as well. However, as he made his way there; the presence of another being came ever closer to his location as the dark lord only came to a stop to turn his head over to the side and see who was thinking it was wise to just approach him like it was normal without some sort of respect. Obviously enough, if it was another dark lord, then things would be different since they would both know well enough of their powers being quite close enough to equals. Watching as to how the one person that had approached him was none other than Hattori Kazuto, the sith lord simply arched a brow from underneath his mask as he listened to the male's suggestion of bringing him along for being out for some new air besides the damp one of the sith planet that they were already on as well as new experiments. A small smirk came across his lips from underneath the mask as the sith lord soon gave a single nod before continuing on his way forward to the hanger bays. "Fine, go grab your things and meet me in hanger B14. Get yourself on the ship as soon as you can. If you are not there in the next two hours; the ship will leave without you." After agreeing to take along the sith researcher with him; Shuji simply continued on his way to the hanger.

With the fact that he now had someone else coming with him; Shuji's original idea to take a single person ship to quickly make his way to the planet had been taken out. Now, he would require at least a slightly larger shuttle that could hold at the very least of three people but only required one to pilot it. By the time the dark lord had left to make his way to the hanger bays, he had ended up passing many soldiers as well as guards that protected the planet from any intruders that dared to even reach the planet's surface. Each one of them had saluted to the dark lord as he passed by each of them without so much as a word.

~* Jedi Master *~

Crouching low onto the catwalk that was high above the refugee camps; the lone Jedi Master watched all the different people wander around as well as keeping an eye out for the dark presence that he had felt. His gaze switched upon many of the different refugees just at the sight of how many of them looked to be in pain from illness if not were depressed at the fact that they had lost nearly everything. Frowning at the thought that he wasn't able to do anything for them, Kallar simply gave a deep yet quiet sigh to himself as he tried to shake off the feeling of being useless to not be able to help them. He had a job to do, and he needed to protect these people as well as his student from the danger that was closing in every few moments that had passed by. It was only a matter of time that a sudden change in dark side energy was sensed by the master Jedi; whoever it was, they had finally decided to reach the planet's surface but as well as reaching the refugee camp. Quickly pulling out the comm link yet again, the master Jedi wasted no time to get into contact with his student Trace to let her know of the danger. Unaware the entire time that another Jedi; Luna had arrived into the camp around the sametime as the dark presence had arrived as well. "Trace..it's Kallar. Watch yourself young one. The dark presence I had sensed has now arrived and is within the camp..I do not know exactly where they are yet, but watch yourself. If you find them, do not engage into immediate conflict; just let me know of your exact location and retreat."

~* Undead*~

Keeping silent as one of his best undead loyalist had approached him only to speak up about how the citizens of Nar Shaddaa were all blinded about what was coming towards them all the more quickly as time passed by. Darth Amod was her name; once a great Darth to the Sith Empire only to be struck down by her own apprentice and to be brought back by the hands of Verminaard, so that she would start to work for him. Slowly enough as the large cruiser had began to power up it's hyperdrive core; the other ships all had began to do the same before each one of them quickly vanished from sight. It would take several hours for them to reach the actual planet of Nar Shaddaa, so for the time being; the people of the planet would be safe. Overhearing Amod's words as she spoke of someone being led by the council to start a war, the strange male simply turned slightly to the side as he took his attention upon her. "You may get your vengeance upon her once we reach the planet Amod..just make sure, you do not let yourself be destroyed." Those were his only words as he returned his gaze back upon the large window display that was in front of him, the entire time; simply awaiting for the ship to reach the target.

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Old 11-26-2014, 06:45 AM

Luna
Luna moved swiftly as she felt her sister. She felt another strange presence but now she knew where her sister was. It was the pain and hatred she had felt the day the Jedi first appeared from her sister. Luna moved with great speed as the refugees parted her eyes locked onto the hooded figure. By now she knew her sister would try and flee. The attention she had drawn to her sister would be enough to cause a up roar among the refugees to flush her Sister into reveling herself. She had no intention of fighting with Alee. She just needed Alee to feel threaten and show herself. Alee would do the rest to herself.

Luna knew making herself known on the planet was a risky move. However if she could get the refugees to leave the area it would be worth the risk. If the Sith felt the need to send a Lord. There would me more to follow. The people here were already suffering enough. They didn't need a all out war. Her appearance alone made many of the refugees start to panic as they started to run out of the area. She open her wings fully as she tried to purposely look menacing. If scaring the refugees with her appearance, would grant their safety she would do it.


Alee Snow

Alee smiled as she walked past a refugee building. She paused as she turned back looking straight across from it. She smiled as she felt the rouge Jedi. She let out a low growl as she felt a Jedi in the building as well. Her attention turned as she heard a commotion coming from the front gate of the camp. She let out a louder growl as something seemed to be making the refugees start to panic and flee. Her eyes glowed from beneath her hood as she felt another Jedi. This one was more powerful than the one in the building. She let her hands rest near her own lightsabers making her way to the building still. Her eyes peered up as she felt another Master Jedi. This place was starting to crawl with Jedi.


Amond

Amod just hovered in place as she stared blankly out into space. "I have no need for petty things. Death would be a gift. Failure would be torture. " She said wanting all the Sith that had crossed her to suffer no die at least not yet. She moved back taking her place. The time would come soon and they would all learn their place. She waited for her orders quietly knowing that when they reached their destination she would be given her instruction. Till then she would just wait.

 


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