Starting Over (Ashara, Warv / Ask if want to join)

[Kell Sangros]

Kahn chuckled at what he perceived to be false bravado but did not comment on it. It would do nobody any good. Plus he had instructions to make sure she stayed alive. His boss was very specific on this. He looked her up and down as if sizing her up.


"We will provide you a change of clothes and in the meantime will clean your outfit" almost as if he was speaking to her thoughts Anzants were natural telepaths but he did not play that card.


"It will be in your best interest" is all he said and then turned to walk out of the casino, as he did so he spoke into a commlink he made sure she was in earshot when he commed his instructions back to the office. "Have a elegant outfit set aside for our guest we will be there shortly" With that he walked out his personal guard followed along with the young woman.


=Gerross Industries Office=


Kahn sat in his office, as he waited for their guest to change clothes and be escorted into his office. He had instructed KL-PK1 to remain out of sight but to be ready when needed. The droid was compliant. When she did enter the office he ordered the guards to leave them. They stood outside his office. Kahn did not need protection he was a Master Assasin by Anzat standards and had she been anyone else she would have provided the next dose of Soup.

He gestured for her to take a seat. “I hope your outfit will suffice while we clean your favorite one” He leaned forward his hands folded in his hands.

“Lets get to it” He began “I have come into my possession a list of beings to keep an eye out for that would be of value, Sith Lords, apprentices, beings of interest, that sort of thing, depending on the being that comes within our sights determines our course of action, you may think we are here to collect a bounty on you, quite the opposite our mandate is to make sure no harm comes to you, the incident in the casino was a test, one you passed. As a retired Assasin you have a fluid grace about you.”

=Khar Delba=


The Sith Lord known as Darth Warvanus stood from a nearby hillside on the frozen world of Khar Delba once a stronghold world of Naga Sadow, watched as construction crews continued their work on construction of the stronghold
. It was a large area that they had dug up and began with the underground portion of the stronghold. His thoughts were not on the construction site. They were distant. They were on his status as a presumed dead exile. Though he knew the truth of it, as did one other. Time would come where that would be addressed but only in the good timing of the will of the Dark Side. He had work to do, on that his thoughts shifted to Silvanius and to Ashara who had recently come into contact with Kahn. He had sent her this way, along with his protocol and a piloting droid. Someone had to transfer the Starchaser back to him. He had apprentices to train, each one he would remove the pieces that they did not need and by the fires forged by his will would he forge them into the Sith that they were destined to be. For now this would be his work.



It had been Silvanius who had told him that a new one sat upon the Emperor's throne. It did not come as any surprise to the War-Bringer. Even for all his knowledge in the Sith Arts , Warvanus knew he could not unseat the Sovereign. That task belonged to another. The Dark Side was very specific whenever his thoughts turned in that direction. It was not his destiny to rule. He knew this. While some question it being the Sith way, Warvanus was no idiot, it was not a sign of weakness to know ones' limitations. Warvanus' place had always been on the field of battle, the High General, the Warrior King, holding his court sitting on the throne of corpses created by his slain enemies. Only now did he realize that first trip to the ice world was to prepare him for what was to come.



He turned his thoughts back to the present, his reality, as his focus determined his reality, even the Jedi agreed to this principle. This move he felt was well placed. It was near the edge of Sith space, it was one time a world renowned in the ancient past. Future history would remember this world as the epicenter of Warvanus' powerbase. While by appearances he had lost much, which he had, command of his battlegroup, his flagship, his former stronghold, his former world any of the artifacts he had amassed now sat in the sanctuary of Tormentous. It was just as well. The knowledge he had amassed not only in his training but his search for antiquities which now was one of the primary things that Gerross Industries was about. He had a backup of his entire library, something he had carried with him. It contained teachings, histories, accounts, all manner of information. He had been laying the groundwork for creating his own holocron. In it would even contain the rituals needed to construct a sith sword, the technique of deadly sight all were among his library. This new stronghold would be even greater and better than his last one.

He had recieved a signal from Kahn he desired an audience, normally he would not answer him so promptly but this was a different situation. He made his way down and to the shuttle that was left for him. It was not space worthy but it had power and its comm systems functioned. It would suit the Warrior King's needs until his kingdom was finished. Warvanus sat in the make shift control room, which was inside a shuttle. He was dressed in armor his face concealed. He had gotten the signal from his agent. The Anzat had done well. He sat in the seat, and drawing on the Force pulled his powers and his presence within himself. (Force Mask) He was ready he had to test her himself.

=Gerross Industries=

Kahn’s desk blinked indicating he was ready, he cast a glance to Ashara. “My boss will explain the situation” With that he pressed a button on his desk and the holo-transmitter came to life, an armored figure sitting on what could not be determined but the figure would look intimidating. Ashara would not be able to sense the power he embodied or any hint of his idenity.

“Who have you brought before me Kahn?” the voice was mechanical. His attention was on Ashara. Kahn would let Ashara answer the question herself.

[Ashara Evanaris]

By the time Ashara had finished showering, she had noticed Kahn had lived up to his standards. Laying across her bed was her new very expensive clothing. Money was obviously at no expense. Ashara in her lifetime would never own anything this exquisit. She had only hoped there was only one person who she hoped was behind this whole ordeal. It made only sense her former master was involved some how. Arriving at some remote space station only to kill two unsuspecting security guards just the way she enjoyed. And then to meet Kahn who gives her own quarters and new clothing.

Every fibre felt smoother than silk, everytime light shone upon the fabric, it would appear to change colour, from a cool blue to shimmering midnight. Her leggings fit perfectly just the way she liked, comfortable, and tight fitting, only this time as if she wasn’t allowed to strap her two weapons to her thighs. Kahn picked the perfect out fit, from her halter top to the gorgeous robe of metallic purple.As if he was dressing her up for an encounter of utter importance. Either way Kahn had made sure she looked more presentable, but something felt off, familiar, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

Following Kahn's instructions, Ashara met with him as he had requested. Just as she had hoped the bounty on her head made little difference but was quite the opposite. She loved the idea was a test, but accepted it as a gift, the tooth pick guard was, well an enjoyable kill. The real test felt like trying to get out of there without being killed attempting to escape every guard pointing weapons at her.

Perhaps both were a test and Ashara had passed both. Arriving Ashara listened Intently while he spoke, stating he wasn't at the least concerned about the bounty on her head, but was searching for people such as herself reacting on orders of his own boss. More so she had now learned Kahn was a retired assassin giving her quite the compliment. He must have known Ashara enjoyed her line of work to give her a little praise. Only to have a meeting over holo-vid with someone or something sounding as a cosmetic droid. Asking questions she has already knew he knew the answer to.Giving her the belief this person wasn’t a person but some droid.

“Ashara, but you already knew that, my ship logs prove who I am. I would apologize for the guards,but I rather enjoyed killing the one guard. Should I thank you for giving me such a rare treat, or allowing me to escape the guards. It begs the question who are you?”

[Kell Sangros]

The man in the holo-vid listened as she spoke, really not caring about the men she killed. It was a few moments before Warvanus spoke but it was not to her he spoke to but to Kahn.

“Leave Us” Kahn bowed his head and stepped out of his office. He waited outside his own office, while it was his office his loyalty to the Warrior King was absolute.

Now Ashara was alone with the man behind the holo-vid.

“As Kahn had said you were on a list of interested parties, comprised of former Sith Apprentices who have abandoned their training, these people are former Acolytes and apprentices of various Sith Lords throughout their Empire. You may have some martial skill but your training in the Force is paltry at best. I also know your Master was the late Warvanus. He is gone, killed by Darth Tormentous”

He let that hang in the air as the silence was deafening

“ I am assembling a special team, Force users all, if you are interested you will be paid, given a place to live, weapons, and most importantly you will receieve training in both martial skills and in the Force and when your training is complete, I will make you leader of one of the teams, the former apprentice of the War-Bringer would be a very formidable being ”

While she thought about it, Kahn re-entered the office standing by the door though. All would hinge on her answer

[Ashara Evanaris]

The choice was an obvious one, gathering from his demeanor he knew what her answer would be. At last joining the ranks and continuing her training and well getting paid was an definant upside along with her living arangements. Who could refuse such an offer, plus she didn't believe him when he stated her former master had met his ultimate end.

Ashara's instincts told her she was dealing with someone not to be troubled with since Kahn had left his own office just so the two of them could have their little chat, and Kahn hadn't flinched twice when asked to leave displaying his utmost loyalty. Ashara understood, she had only considered herself loyal to two people in her lifetime, unfortunately they were both considered dead, perhaps this time she could turn a new leaf over.

"An offer I could not possibly refuse, you have my attention." Ashara remained emotionaless.

[Kell Sangros]

The hologram looked at Ashara  as if studying her.

" This is something we should discuss face to face, Kahn will give you the coordinates , we will resupply your ship and one of his men will escort you on your journey. Once you arrive we will talk further" With that the hologram disappeared.

Warvanus removed his helmet, he was unsure on her loyalties and he could not take chances With the Sith his exile and his presumed death needed to remain in tact. Even with a former apprentice he could not take chances, he had learned that lesson the hard way when he had to destroy Kinta Vetasa for her treason.. He sat and took a breath.  Construction had been progressing well, even ahead of schedule, it was to the point that he could reside in sections of his compound. She had vanished on him before and because of this her training suffered greatly. She could use the Force but not to where it would make her a more dangerous assassin He would be ready for her arrival.

=Sandstone Station=

Kahn saw the transmission cut out, and he approached his desk and from behind his desk he imputed some commands  as he did he spoke

"My men are refueling and resupplying your ship as i speak. One of my men will be coming in a separate ship as we are due to ship some supplies, you will be going to the Ice World Khar Delba, winter gear has been stowed in your ship already and your clothes have been cleaned and also stored on your ship"
He sat down behind his desk "You can depart when ready"

= Hanger Bay=

The Starchaser starfighter, personal starfighter to Darth Warvanus had been stocked with supplies, KL-PK1 was aboard in the second seat and the pilot was ready, they were waiting for the young woman to board and begin take off.  The Starchaser had a new sensor package installed, as well as a new paint job. It was also using a false transponder ID. They did not need to attract any unwanted attention