A Trial of Blood and Brain

[Aeralyss Detymerande]

Aerathos narrowed his gaze, taking a few small steps back away from the man, still rubbing his throat from the soreness of the Force constriction. He licked his lips, staring intently for a long few moments at the man before him before even opening his mouth to speak, and when he did so only a croak came out, as if he were planning on saying something and reconsidered quickly. He pursed his lips and folded his arms over his chest, resting his body weight on his right leg as he pondered the offer. Or order. It didn't matter which it was, he was planning on accepting it anyway. He moved closer to the Sith man, looking at the small crowd bustling through the streets behind him,

"I don't care about your religion, and I don't care about your magic. However... if you're planning on making hunting easier for me, I'll follow you to wherever you're going, for now."

He holds up a finger and points it directly at the man's nose,

"But, if you threaten or assault me again, you'll be on my menu some day. Take me to your 'Order of the Sith Lords', False-Jedi, show me something to impress me."

[Kell Sangros]

This one would require a taming, he looked at him and listened to his threat and narrowed his eyes slightly as he spoke
To the supplicant.

“When you come into your power “ he began “You won’t need to hunt, you’ll be able to lure them to you” He paused as he pointed his finger in his direction, the urge to break it immediately rose up within him but he would not act on it. It served no purpose.

“Next time” he began taking a step closer “I will just kill you” With that he turned and started to walk away “Come” he called behind his back “My shuttle is this way”

[Aeralyss Detymerande]

Aerathos started walking behind the man, glaring daggers into his back. He watched the crowd around him, the single Twi'lek was not enough to quell his hunger, but apparently that would have to wait. The man marched on, throwing his hood up back over his head, keeping it low as to not draw attention. He spoke quietly, but quickly,

"You could tell me your name, or what I should call you, if you're dragging me along with you."

[Kell Sangros]

He stopped in his tracks as the man spoke, he was right there were no introductions made. Slowly he turned around, he could feel the daggers he was staring. Good he thought, it will give him power when he begins his training. It meant he was doing something right.

“You are right” he began “Introductions are in order, I am Lord Warvanus, sole apprentice to Lord Blood Dark Lord of the Sith” he brought the hood up covering his features “Shall I have your name or shall I make one up “ he said after a brief moment.

After introductions were made he continued on his way, they needed to get off world as soon as possible, he was sure his shuttle was ready. As he walked he concealed his lightsaber, as it would be a dead giveaway. He would bring him to Lord Blood, he wanted to be impressed Lord Blood would be able to do so, as he had been directly touched by the Dark Side. Not just in power but in appearance.

[Aeralyss Detymerande]

UPDATE, AERATHOS IS NO LONGER AERATHOS. THE CHARACTER'S GENDER HAS BEEN SWAPPED TO FEMALE, WITH THE NAME AERALYSS. ALL RP ACTIONS HAVE STAYED THE SAME, THE SOLE DIFFERENCE BEING THAT THE CHARACTER IS NOW, AND HAS BEEN, FEMALE. NOTHING ELSE IS DIFFERENT.

[Aeralyss Detymerande]

The woman tilted her head downwards, shuffling after the Sith Lord. She murmurs under her breath, which is even more muffled by the facecloth she has on over her mouth. At the man's abrupt stop, she continues walking, to stand next to him. No, she refused to follow like some subservient individual. She was strong and fierce, and even if not equal in power and wealth, she knew she was at least equal in cunning, intelligence, and far superior in life experiences. Aeralyss looked the man in the eyes, brow arching slightly at the title. She chuckles softly at the final part,

"Aeralyss De'tylmerande', around here I'm known as the Wraith, or the Vampiress. Future favorite apprentice to Lord Blood, Dark Lord of the Sith. It's an absolute pleasure to meet you," she said, sarcasm dripping almost palpably.

She walked next to him, stalking through the Coruscanti underworld, casting longing glances at the various Twi'leks sitting glitzed out on the road and walkway, slumped against the bases of massive skyscrapers that broke clouds and reached the upper atmosphere. She looked over and studied the man as he walked, inspecting his gait, posture, and general aura about him. Her accented voice emitted softly from under her mask, loud enough so only he could hear her,

"Tell me about Lord Blood... What is she, or he, like? Like you?"

[Kell Sangros]

He ignored the sarcasm, as he mused on ways he would have to purge that from the woman. Sith training was brutal but it would temper her. She did have potential, but only if her tongue didn’t write checks that she could not cash. He would not rise to such petty rises. He did not mind her walking beside him. And wondered what he should reveal about his Master.

“Lord Blood” he began “outside of being the Dark Lord, is very powerful in both the Force and in the material realm that we inhibit. He is a sorcerer gifted by the Dark Side’s touch” he wondered if that was cryptic, soon she would see who and what Lord Blood was soon enough, As they walked he continued “ A word of advice, if Lord Blood summons you or calls for you, do not keep him waiting” he could not emphasize it enough he still bore the physical scars of that day early on in his own apprenticeship. Was he like Warvanus? They were cut from the same cloth in some areas where as Warvanus was not exactly sure who he was, with the restoration of his lost memories he did not know how this would affect his personality if at all. He glanced her way “You want to see something impressive, Lord Blood will be the one who will deliver it” he was a warrior, he knew little of Sith Alchemy and Dark Side sorcery.

He continued on as they neared the lift that would bring them to the upper city and to his shuttle craft, he pressed the button and the doors slid open , he stepped inside.

[Aeralyss Detymerande]

Aeralyss scoffs and moves to step inside the shuttle, flipping her hood off as she did so, her forced march turning into a much more casual saunter. She ran her fingers through her hair to rid it of knots and let it fall over her shoulders more elegantly. She stopped just inside the entrance to the shuttle, turning on her heel to face Warvanus once again, a single eyebrow arched,

"You do know that you've in your possession one of the rarest species in the galaxy... It is you that will be delivering something impressive to Lord Blood. Me."

She turns back to the mouth of the small craft, moving in to find the most comfortable seat, sitting in it and crossing her left leg over her right. She placed her hands on her lap, looking around curiously, making sure to take in the surroundings as best she could, perhaps there was something here that could be of interest or use.

[Kell Sangros]

The turbolift rose out of the underworld and back topside, when the door slid open it was a short walk to his shuttle. She turned and face him at the bottom of the ramp. She had a point she was a very rare individual , would Lord Blood recognize that? The sith were not collectors of the rare unless it contained power.

“Lord Blood will recognize that for certain” he began “ I also think you will be impressed with Lord Blood as well” He followed behind her entering the shuttle at which the ramp ascended and the hatch sealed shut. He looked at his protocol droid KL-PK1 “Get us out of here Karl” he ordered as he took a seat “Take us to Sojourn” Karl knew better to be quiet and did as was he was told.

Soon the shuttle was airborne and leaving Coruscant, and soon after entered hyperspace making its way to the Moon. When it was just coasting, Warvanus rose from his seat and looked at his guest.

“You are about to take a entirely big step into a higher state of existence, We are going to Sojourn to bring you before Lord Blood, and if he approves of you we will begin your training if you have any questions now is the time” he went to the galley to get himself something to drink “Can I interest you in something to drink?” He was not a rude host to his guest.

[Aeralyss Detymerande]

Aeralyss snorted at the man's words, a higher state of existence? Obviously it was going to be, she was flying in a starship! She'd could count the number of times she'd been in one of those, and absolutely none of them were this nice. Actually, when she thought about it, that might not be true, she'd really only seen the cargo bays of them, as that's where she'd ridden, like vermin. She lounged on the plush couch, kicking her feet up on the table. Her emerald gaze scanned the droid before following the masked man to his galley, watching him with general feigned disinterest. At the prospect of a drink, her eyes flash brightly, a smile passing her face for the first time,

"I would love a drink, as a matter of fact. Anything strong, I feel like I'll need it if I'm going to deal with another of you. What is Soujourn, I've only been on Anzat and Coruscant. What's it like?"

She closes her eyes, leaning her head back, relaxing herself. This day had been extraordinarily stressful, and she felt it was only going to get worse. Might as well make the attempt to have pleasurable time while she could.

"And," she added, "how long is it going to take to get there?"