SithLore

For the past two and a half years Koudelka had been stuck in hyperspace sleep; unaware while she was sleeping,cyro sleep had malfunctioned and her ship had been marooned on Dar Kelba.  Koudelka woke up alone and fortunately the ship she had been traveling in was left untouched and she was unharmed. It was safe to say her master probably either left her to die or had no idea what had become of her.

The point on the matter is that she is alone and has to find another way off the planet. Although her ship has basic computer functions, sensors; life support, and a food processor that was added so at least she had food and water. Other than that unfortunately she had no way of communicating beyond the planet; she had to survive on her own.

One of the most peculiar scenarios is that  her ship wasn't even looted, everything on the ship was in the same place as she had  remembered  it. She found her vibrowhip  along with a dagger and her sword, with a sly snicker her finger tips danced along the hilt of the whip.

"I have missed you my little darling"

Placing her weapons in their respected places; she sat in the pilots chair wondering where her Droid got off to she hadn't seen it since she woken up.sitting cross-legged she pondered her next move.

Her first plan was to set out and look for her Droid and find out what happened while she was in cyro sleep and  how she was put thier in the first place. She doesn't recall or remember putting her self to sleep, thinking to herself if she didn't than who did.

Firat and foremost Koudelka needed to investigate her surroundings and find out if there was any signs of civilization and perhaps her Droid. But Khar Delba was an ancient sith planet she had serious doubt she would find any signs if intelligent life other than species corrupted by wild life. From what she had known was that there were many sith temples and and possible reminiscent buildings of the old temple; she had hoped possibly there was in fact sith hiding or living here.

Preparing herself for the upcoming journey she packed with her supplies and her weapons and set out on her personal mission.

A small scout post upon the edge of an icy ravine was where she was, the Zabrak King of Kings. Her lieutenant stood behind her as the two, cloaked in snow-camo plasteel and thick coats, scouted through binoculars for their target.

Off in the distance, they saw it, creeping over the horizon. Its imposing angles warned against unauthorized entry, but the feeling one got as they looked at it betrayed a power within. One the Zabrak and the Rattataki would recover.

This was something of a personal project, to seek out and recover an artifact, a crown of Darth Zannah. Though ideologically, the Order of the Sith Lords stood opposed to the current Sith Praxeum, the power the Darths of the post-Ruusan era held was immense. The power it no doubt held was not the desire of the Kings, though. Clout was the goal, bragging rights to the Sith that claimed dominion over the Kings In Yellow.

Picking up her blaster rifle and stepping down toward the ravine, her lieutenant in tow, Emic set into the ice-waste wilds of Khar Delba.

At least Koudelka had warm clothing for the harsh environment resembling camoe  for the snowy weather. She must have looked like a abonible snowperson considering she took pride in her natural physique which she was quite muscular.  During her sleep she either put on weight or her clothes shrunk, she had a difficult time slipping into her combat pants; either way with a sigh she made out on her trek through the snow. She was eager to assess the lay of the land and to become comfortable with her surroundings.  She may as well make the best of it Koudelka thought to herself; to focus on continuing her training albeit if she had to train on her own.  Khar Delba was the perfect opportunity to test her will and physical prowse.

Uphead lay a ravine, and The blonde Sith had an overwhelming feeling to stear clear of; a feeling she could not identify. Koudelka decided to follow the edge instead of galloping straight through it.

The ravine was windier than the top of the hills that bordered it, the two Sith soldiers needing to push their way against it. The temple rose in their view through the blizzard, and in a matter of hours, they arrived there, shivering and chattering their teeth. Desperate to get out of the snow, they stepped inside, scrambling for flammable items they could use to make a fire.

With some spare fuel lying in a crate, nearly inert from age, they managed to set a small campfire alight and warmed themselves against it. "Maybe we should have found a way around that ravine, Chief," said the lieutenant.

"Maybe," the Chief replied curtly, tugging her face covering up under her goggles.

Koudelka was apprehensive to wonder through the ravine; and on the other other end of the vast ravine lies a temple which she was unaware it existed. From her vantage point she could see the blizzard but she had no idea two sith soldiers were already through the blinding snow entering the temple. The lone sith smirked to herself that she had trusted her instincts and decided to walk around. Sadly the March added a few extra hours and she was getting hungry, taking a out some food supplies she had a bite as she walked Koudelka  was not the one to stop and linger for too long unless she felt the need too.

She pressed forward until the need finally arose to she neededcto stop and rest for awhile. As well as scope her environment;  Khar Delba was completely new to her she wanted to be prepared just in case. She took some time syrveying and once she was satisfied she was alone, she noticed the ancient sith temple once the blizzard disappeared.

Once she had reached the temple her fingertips danced across the hilt of her whip; she had no idea what lay beyond the temple door. She felt something dark beyond the door and knew it may not be friendly.

"Iam certainly not" she thought to herself as so she slowly opened the door.

As the door opened, behind it was the barrels of two blasters, pointing with threatening intent toward the newcomer. The Chief scowled under her scarf. "Easy, scav. No sudden moves. What are you doing here?"

She backed off, putting some space between them, but still keeping her rifle at the ready.

Well Koudelka had found herself in quite the predicament, if only she had brought a side arm with her she might have had a chance in disarming perhaps one of them. But  to her dismay she was left out in the open and little place to fend for herself. Another factor was she had still yet to construct her first lightsaber; yet another disadvantage. Wisdom told her she would have to rely on negotiations.

"Well  I wasn't expecting company; at leeast not here anyways. I supose this is a test of wits. Lower your weapons and I will glady tell you mine. As you can see I am at a  disadvantage. Theres no need for any one of us to push up daisies if theres no need for it" Koudelka smirked devilishly.

This would be a good time for her to show some sort of control, under different circumstances should would have handled the situation entirley different. Perhaps falling asleep in cyro statis had chamged her a little bit. Either way her anger was still the same that she was left alone and she yearned to know why.