Silvanius

[Kita_Ikari]

Already expecting the next few swings from Tormentous, she had managed to block his attacks with the lightsaber. It was different not having the weight of a staff in her hand or even a normal blade. It was amazing to have a weapon in hand that was as fast as she was. But still...She missed the weight in her grip. "If this is what my own saber will feel like, then I better think of some alterations to make it feel a little more natural for my fighting style." She thought.

Once finished with their brief battle session, Kita handed the lightsaber back to the Sith Lord and they both began more battle practice. She held her vibrolance while preparing her stance in wait for her master's attack. The battle went on between the two, blows taken back and forth as their weapons clashing echoed throughout the throne room. Kita had grown accustomed to her new danger sense ability, loving the extra sense of awareness and warning the force called to her in avoiding her Masters incoming strikes.

Panting, Kita wiped the sweat from her brow as Tormentous lowered his sword and put it away. She had trained hard with Warvanus the past few weeks...But this was the first time she had that long of a battle. Indeed she didn't have the stamina she once had back on her planet Tibrin. She had recovered yes, but not completely from her adventures within the spire prison. It had drained alot of her physical strength and stamina. But made her spirit stronger. Of course their were some drawbacks such as PTSD and nightmares from time to time. Not to mention the scars that were inflicted upon her within the prison. Kita wasn't one to let things drag her down for to long however. She grabbed ahold of the past and reflected on those experiences to learn from them. "I can't believe it's been 2 hours already." She said while walking over to sit at the table.

"Hmmm?" She watched as the slaves left their breakfast in front of them and "left" the room. The young Sith apprentice gave her master a questionable look but said nothing before turning her attention to her food. Kita figured the slaves were just scared of him like everyone else was because of his status and power, and not because her Master thought of them less then the ground he walked on. Her blue gaze looked up every once in awhile as she ate, catching a glimpse of who she knew mostly as Jacobi. Tormentous on the other hand she knew much less of. "I should try to get to know more about Tormentous side when I get the chance."

Once done, Kita got up while strapping her vibrolance on her back and followed Tormentous outside to the gates. She covered her eyes from the bright sunlight as it seemed to want to burn through her corneas as her new master pointed out in the distance.

“A long time ago a starship crashed in the wastes. That ship held many significant items within its hold. There is one in specific that I charge you with its recovery. I require this item for in the coming days you will depart with Darth Warvanus - my Right Hand. He will teach you survival in harsh environments. During this time I will be studying the item that you are about to bring me for we will need it once we depart the Stygian Caldera and begin assembling our warriors abroad.”

She looked at him in wonder as he continued. “What you are looking for is a skull of a creature called a Massassi. The specific skull has an amulet set into its forehead with a red gemstone.” Kita began questioning in her mind how a gem ended up embedded in this creatures head to begin with as she caught the movement of the skiff approaching them in the distance. Once arrived, the slave had made himself scarce. Making her way to the vehicle, she noticed her master offer his hand to help assist her and smiled at him in turn for his small act of kindness. Of course she knew it must have been Jacobi's doing but didn't say anything in return. Kita knew the mandolorian knew she was thankful for his assistance despite Tormentous own control over him. She said nothing to avoid bringing attention to the act he displayed in hopes of not angering him. It was best just to remain silent about it.

“You have until sundown, Acolyte. Do not fail me.”
"Yes Master."

It was weird to say, but it showed a form of respect and way of acknowledging all that Tormentous had said as she called him Master for the first time.

As he turned and walked away with0ut a second glance, the young Sith apprentice had already begun looking over the elevating ships supplies it held before approaching the navigation unit and typing in her desired destination. As the ship took off, she remained standing for now as the vehicle took off towards the direction of the crash site. Once there, she turned off the ship and stood observing the wreckage and it's outer appearance first. Kita didn't wish to walk in without a thought on what may or may not be lurking inside. That would have proven unwise on her part to not approach the wreckage with caution.

[Kell Sangros]

Darth Warvanus had been on Moraband more since his assention as the Emperor’s right hand. This was his Master’s world and he did have his own wing in the citadel. Much like how his Master had his own wing in Warvanus’ citadel. Since his last arrival on this world he had felt the Dark Side tug on his mind. Urging him to the wreckage. Each day it had grown stronger, the desire to visit this derelict. One day he finally gave in, and made his way without incident to it.

He had been inside the wreckage of the Maleovent. He was searching for something, something important. The Dark Side had been tugging on his mind, leading him here to the wreckage. His presence masked in the Force (Force Mask) He knew the layout of the ship. He knew the general whereabouts to look for what he sought. He also knew he would know it when he found it.

He sifted through debris. He was close he could feel it. This wreckage had been ransacked he was sure after its demise. Stripped of anything deemed of value, like his Holocron which he now believed was back in the Emperor’s possession. He was about to leave to explore the next room, when something tugged at his senses. He could not sense the source of the disruption to do so would require him to drop his force mask he had in place. He did not know his purpose for the secrecy nor did he know why he was driven here. Giving the room one final look he moved on to the next one.

The next room looked like it could have been a repository of some kind. He had taken steps inside turned over some debris when he heard an audible sound as if something fell. He squatted down, and on the ground was a small red gemstone. He picked it up and examined it. He had seen this stone before, it was a part of something bigger. He could feel the Dark Side’s approval as he made the connection. He went to another part of the room and began turning over more debris that was in his way until he found the rest. The last bit of debris he had cleared had virtually undisturbed a Skull of a Massassi warrior, the amulet, the skull was intact all it was missing was the gemstone, the very gemstone he had found earlier. This was why he had come out here to the wastes. He picked it up. He knew the Emperor would have a great need for this. He also knew someone was near. He began to make his exit by going through the decks of the ship until he reached what had used to be the throne room. He did not know who to expect or what to expect so he stayed in the throne room. He had a satchel he put the skull in and put it over his shoulder so he could use his hand if he had need to whether to draw his lightsaber or Akaan Burkida remained to be seen. He knew someone was there but his danger sense was not being tripped. Which meant opportunity for the War-Bringer. Yes he would wait for this intruder to present themselves to him.

The Dark Side was strong here, not just on this world but on this shipwreck, definitely an imprint of Darth Tormentous. As he waited he gathered the Dark Side unto himself. (Feed on Darkside) the fear and anger that could be felt here, he claimed it, he would use it to his own ends. He was ready

[Jacobi Wylcott]

It would take Kita’s skiff the better part of three hours to reach the buried colossus on the far side of the grand mountains that lay between the Citadel of the Dark One and this wreck. The skiff was incredible fast - so to scale that with the distance - this journey was not a short one and if done on foot it would have taken many days to accomplish. The distance compounded with Moraband’s arid setting left the journey a dangerous one. Fortunately for Kita nothing assailed her along the way and the coordinates that her Master supplied had been accurate enough.

Rising up from the horizon as her skiff blitzed across the landscape came a once mighty warship - one that had plied the stars for an age and had struck fear in those who’d see it and those who’d live to tell the tale were fewer still. This starship was none other than the legendary Sith Harrower Dreadnaught - the Malevolent. As Tormentous was coming to power he had commanded this warship into battle on many occasions until its final demise here on Moraband at the hands of an Imperial ambush that destroyed her and sent her crashing down to the surface. That was the very same day that Blood had organized the forces of the Sith she’d rallied to betray Tormentous as well as Jedi Knights and even the Empire - all assorted together these forces did bring low the one true Dark Lord of the Sith - but only just.

Now, the most glorious Malevolent was a pale comparison to what she once was. A broken and shattered grave to what was once a terrifying legacy. So as it had come to pass this wreckage was now two years old and the ruin setting it carried was still in the process of changing this wreck into a relic.

Make no mistake however - this ship was a tomb to many of the Dark Lord’s past servants.

Kita Ikari arrived at the dominating scene of the once proud warship. She could now behold the daunting task ahead of her - it would take weeks if not months to comb through this wreckage to find a single skull in all this mess. But she only had a single day in which to find and return it to her Lord and Master - and the day was already approaching mid morning.

Here she would have to begin her search and give form to what she had learned. If she could reach out and seek the amulet through the Force then she would surely find it. Being an amulet of power Kita would be able to key in on the item through the disturbances in the Force it would give off. She would have to listen carefully as the amulet hadn’t been used in a very long time and may be dormant. But the residual power would certain still remain intact.

The crashed warship was nearly a mile long in length and her width was far and wide as well. Corridors would be in shambles and once she entered the behemoth it was likely that there would be no light whatsoever and so she’d be picking her way through the emptiness with little to no sight. Furthermore predators likely now inhabited these tomb-like halls and would not hesitate at making a nice meal out of her.

One thing was absolutely blatant here - Kita had her work cut out for her.

[Kita_Ikari]

Her long blonde hair shined, waving about behind her as the breeze from the skiff took her out to its preset destination. Keeping a hand over her blue eyes to block the suns rays, she looked over the barren land with saddness. "How can anything or anyone be expected to survive out here anyway?" She thought.

Sighing, she turned and sat down on the deck near the edge of the vessel. The heat alone put out on this planet was intense. Similar to her home planet of Tibrin. However...since she hadn't been in hot climates for a long time, she had grown sensitive to the extreme heat and needed to get acclimated to it again that she was staying with Darth Tormentous.

3 hours had passed before reaching her destination. Standing, Kita observed the fallen ship realizing the sand have covered half of it overtime. But for how long? Kita did not know. As the Skiff stopped, the young apprentice jumped off and stared at the massive pile of rusted ruins laying before her. "How am I going to find what Tormentous wants in this huge pile of junk!? I'll never make it back by sunfall." She muttered.

Closing her eyes, Kita let the force search for any life (Life sense) inside the fallen pile of what now would be considered scrap metal. Opening her eyes, she hadn't sensed anything other than animals of some kind. With caution in mind, she pulled out her vibrolance and approached entering through a gap in the side of the ship. It was dark, minus small crevices of light from the cieling here and there. The corridors were concerning, for she was worried that the rusting floors would give out from underneath her or a peice of the ceiling caving in on her head.

Taking a step forward, the metal creaked underfoot as she began her trek inside the labyrinth of darkness. This was just one hallway of many. She needed to find the main one in order to decide which direction to take for the gem her master sought.

If there was anything Kita hated, it was darkness. Not darkness itself…but the unknown that lurked within it. No light could be caught in her blue gaze. Quickly, she tripped over a peice of twisted metal on the floor. "Woah!" Kita caught herself against the wall and stopped, deciding to try to figure out a way for her to see in this death trap.

With a smile she remembered her lance's electrical capabilities and turned it on. The power from it gave just enough light for her to see a couple feet ahead in the darkness of the wreck. That was enough for her to see her surroundings. Looking down, she stepped over the peice of jangled metal and carried on her way.

After about 10 min of walking, she entered a door at the end and came to a room filled with different hallways, each moving into a different location of the ship. "Hmmm." She needed to figure out which one headed to the gem. Her brow furrowed in frustration as she closed her eyes once more and began searching for the gem with the force. (Force disturbance) It took patience for her to find the fluctuation of the gems power, for she had spent about 20 min searching each hallway for its energy signature. It was faint, but there. Surely all the skills Jacobi and Tormentous had taught her were paying off.

Opening her eyes, she put her lance forward a bit allowing her a bit more distance in sight. Following the gems faint energy tremor, Kita took a hallway to her far right. "If I don't find it...well...I don't want to think about what Sith Lords do if their apprentices fail a mission…"

Turning a corner, Kita heart skipped a beat as she came face to face with a Skeleton of a ship member. It took every ounce of restraint to keep herself from screaming and bringing unwanted attention to any creatures lurking in the halls. Catching her breath, she stepped around the remains and made it to the end of the hall, where a giant rusted door rested before her. Observing it, Kita realized it had been moved recently as the dirt on the door itself had been partially wiped off. "A handprint." Had it been a old one, dust would have taken its place and made it fade a bit. But this was slate clean.

Narrowing her eyes, Kita wondered if someone was still inside or lurking within the rest of the ship. But she couldn't say for certain. "Why can't I sense them? Are they dead?" The gems fluctuation was more pronounced, stronger as she entered the room. Carefully she dared not go in far least she be attacked. That is if anyone was still alive. Her lance's electricity illuminated the room lightly, casting shadows over whatever objects were within a few feet of her. She slowly turned, taking in the throne rooms surroundings. Many items and the throne itself laid still. She walked in further and turned, seeing a persons figure in the distance by the throne itself. "COME OUT AND FIGHT ME OR LEAVE!! This is my territory now." She stated fiercely. Kita wasn't sure who they were, but she wasn't gonna stand there and let anyone fail her mission.

[Kell Sangros]

Warvanus stood in the dark , stayed with the shadows. He appeared as a figure near the throne. Unmoving , blind to her senses. He was clad in his battle armor he had to modify it since the losing of his hand. It was no matter to the War-Bringer as he was having new armor being built. He could feel her attempts to draw him out to sense him in the Force. He knew the Emperor took on a new apprentice, and now that they were almost face to face it made sense to Warvanus on why the Dark Side had been persistent in leading him here.

”COME OUT AND FIGHT ME OR LEAVE!! This is my territory now.”

He wanted to laugh, instead just to show her what hornet’s nest she stirring he dropped the Force Mask, she would feel immense power coming from the figure. He remained sheathed in the shadows.

”Be careful on what you ask for” He began he could have added an insult or a derogatory name at the end but it was beneath them both. She knew that she was no match for the War-Bringer, and he knew he could end her life just by a single thought. She was mostly untrained. There was no need to add insult to injury ”You are trespassing, this territory, this wreckage is property of the Emperor, by claiming It for yourself you go against the will of the Emperor which carries a serious punishment”

He stepped closer into what passed for light she would notice his hand was holding the hilt of his lightsaber but it was not powered on. “Who are you and what business do you have in these sacred ruins”

[Jacobi Wylcott]

The Sword of Moraband itself struck down a trio of laser bolts, swept around and cut the droid that had sent them in half. Tormentous kicked it aside and ducked while lifting his free forearm to defend right as a sword came down on him, his forearm armor clanked with sparks - rotating his arm he captured the wrist of the droid attacker and wrenched. A normal man would not have been able to produce much to that effect yet Darth Tormentous was no ordinary man and his strength outclassed the majority of his own species. Even so he’d not be able to break the iron of a droid’s forearm - but feeding through the Dark Side of the Force - it’s lustful power gave him so much - the droid’s forearm shattered beneath his grip and he ripped the arm clean off with a roar of fury on his lungs.

With the arm in hand he slammed another droid across the face shattering its optics and obliterating the bludgeon he carried. He never hesitated and his hand launched outward and snagged the droid by the neck and squeeze with gritted teeth. He destroyed the droid’s operating systems and let it fall to the floor in a heap.

A third and forth droid came in and he met them head on.

This bout had started shortly after Kita Ikari had departed for the Malevolent and he had fought wave after wave of droids in a never ceasing combat. So many had he slain. Even now as his muscles burned with exhaustion of three hours of unending combat - it was glorious. These droids were set to maximum lethality and would have stopped at nothing to cut him down. They stood little chance in that.

It was the eternal struggle of the Sith way - Tormentous’ way instilled upon his Sith. He was no exception. When there was time to rest, there was instead time to excel and find another path to the victorious ruin of their enemies. He would never stop for neither would his enemies.

As the bout concluded it was as fate would speak. He turned to the vast window of his training chamber and exited to the balcony with the dreaded Jidai Maras in his unforgiving hand. He looked out unto the wastes of Moraband out to the yonder South.

His yellow eye glowed hot and his white eye echoed the Dark Side’s promise - as the Bloody Right Hand made himself known. Tormentous had not planned that his Hand be where he’d just sent Kita. Would he interfere and stay the War-Bringer’s hand to spare Kita?

“No.” He growled in a dark tone. For to interfere would be a disrespect to his Hand and it would deny Kita an epic opportunity with which she could truly prove herself for whosoever was more vicious than Darth Warvanus - there were precious few. “She will return with the amulet - victorious and triumphant above all challenges. Or she was not worthy to begin with.”

He continued to watch the distance. His approval given to both of his Apprentices. “Only the strong shall rule. For the weak are only deserving of death.”

[Kita_Ikari]

”Be careful on what you ask for. You are trespassing, this territory, this wreckage is property of the Emperor, by claiming It for yourself you go against the will of the Emperor which carries a serious punishment”

She felt the color drain from her face as a dark presence took over the room. There presence with the force was strong, and this worried Kita. Unknowing who this person was, they were very tall and well built as he stepped out from among the shadows. She looked up, a bit unnerved at the fact she had called out so bluntly to challenge this person who stood before her in the light of her lance. She honestly thought it would just be a scavenger looking for parts to sell. She glanced down seeing he had a hilt of a saber and quickly realized he was one of the Sith.

Kita swallowed partially in fear, the other in embarrassment. "Why did I have to act brave now of all things?" Now the young sith apprentice had wished she kept her mouth shut. Still, she couldn't back down now. She had already called him out. What was she supposed to do? Run like a coward? No. She was here to get that gem and that's what she intended to do. "I think I'm way over my head..." she thought to herself.

Keeping herself as calm as possible, she looked up and glared at him standing her ground.
“Who are you and what business do you have in these sacred ruins?"
She exhaled and met his gaze seriously. "I should be asking YOU that question." She paused briefly before continuing. "I am NOT trespassing!" She placed a hand on her hip in frustration. "Kita Ikari. Apprentice of Lord Tormentous himself. I was sent here on a mission. As to what, that is really none of your buisness..." Her voice trailed off as she felt the vibrations from the gem nearby. Following it's disturbance, she glanced at his sachel and then back at him. "And I believe I found what I was sent here for." She added with a smirk.

He hadn't attacked her...yet. She wasn't really prepared to fight him either. She knew very little still in the ways of the force, and her cunning would only take her so far until she learned more techniques from her master. Still, if he wished to fight, she was willing to try. For giving up on this mission wasn't a option she had in mind. "I need that gem. Now." She said coldly. Gripping her lance tightly, she stepped back a few paces and stood in a battle stance letting him know she was willing to try and fight him for the gem. "I won't take no for a answer. Either give it to me or I'll fight you."

[Kell Sangros]

He knew who she was, there was not much that escaped the ears and eyes of the Emperor’s right hand. “Since it bears some weight to this discussion I will appease your curiosity, young Apprentice”

He remained where he was as he continued “ I am the Bloody Right Hand of the Emperor, I speak with his authority, I destroy his enemies I lead his forces, I am an executor of his perfect will There is very little that I am denied access to, The Dark Council answers to me” He paused ”I am an apprentice of Darth Tormentous too, and a Master in my own right, but one never stops learning”

He looked at his satchel, and laughed ” you will fight me for it? You would lose badly and it would cost you your life, You are malnourished, your powers in the Force are in their infancy at best.” She had spirit, and he could see the currents of destiny swirl around her, he really did not want to end her life. Greatness was just waiting to be thrust upon her. At the same time he could not just give it to her, everything was earned.

“If you are determined then I accept your challenge of a fight, but I take no joy in destroying the Emperor’s chosen, I hope you die well Apprentice”

With that he waited for her to come at him as he clipped his lightsaber to his belt.

[Kita_Ikari]

“Since it bears some weight to this discussion I will appease your curiosity, young Apprentice. I am the Bloody Right Hand of the Emperor, I speak with his authority, I destroy his enemies I lead his forces, I am an executor of his perfect will. There is very little that I am denied access to, The Dark Council answers to me. I am an apprentice of Darth Tormentous too, and a Master in my own right, but one never stops learning”

It was a surprise to her that Tormentous had another apprentice. She was curious now why he wasn't his apprentice still. Although hearing he was the emperors right hand, she soon realized he took a different position among the Sith. One very high in power.

She scowled, worry going through her mind as he accepted her challenge. He was right. She was still a infant in the force and in battle. But she held her own to the best of her abilities despite the odds.

”You will fight me for it? You would lose badly and it would cost you your life. You are malnourished, your powers in the Force are in their infancy at best. If you are determined then I accept your challenge of a fight, but I take no joy in destroying the Emperor’s chosen. I hope you die well Apprentice.”

His threat of her own death lingered briefly in her mind but pushed it aside. "No. This is for Jacobi. He wouldn't back down either. I know he wouldn't. She told herself as Kita made a quick dash for him. She already knew where to strike first. She had noticed his missing arm earlier and decided to attack their first. With the activated end of her lance, she aimed at his armless side with a full force angled sweep. Seconds after he attempted dodging her blow she kicked out forcefully with her foot to hit his opposite unguarded side and then proceeded to attempt thrusting the blunt part of her lance into his stomach to get him to let go of her weapon and leap backout of melee range.

[Kell Sangros]

“So predictable” he thought to himself as she went for where his hand and half his forearm were missing. It was perceieved as a vulnerability but It was not. He stepped back a few steps putting himself out of the range of the lance sweep and the kick. “Sloppy” he thought to himself but she was determined he gathered to try to take him out. Her weapon only met air as Warvanus dodged and moved.

He drew on the Dark Side of the Force through its infinite power he could perceive the young apprentice through the Force, He was impressed but he had to shut this down, he had work to do and a mission to carry out. He extended his hand towards her (Telekinesis) to push her against the nearest wall, the intent to pin her like a magnet to take the fight out of her or like a large invisible hand holding her to the wall.