SithLore

♡LOCATION: TIBRIN♡

Home. Silvanius had not been on her home planet since the day Jacobi Wylcott and Mercy kidnapped her 2 years ago. Her reason for returning was a very simple one. The map given to her by Warvanus showed multiple temples strewn across the galaxy. One which was hidden somewhere on her old tropical home.

Considering she had to lay low as a known criminal from bounty hunters, she wore a grey hooded robe over her head to keep her identity less noticeable and kept to herself. Her first instinct was to check on her father since her disappearance, but considering it wouldn't be safe for him, she showed self restraint. It was difficult not being tempted however, as she missed him and her home. She had even left the ring she always wore her mother gave her behind the day she was taken.

Breathing in the saltwater air as she left her ship Silverpelt, she quickly noticed the old fishing dock had been rebuilt on the sandy beach. The debris that littered the shore was now long gone and things looked relatively normal. However in her mind she still felt the splinters of wood hit her skin and heard the explosion of destruction that day as the Mandolorians ship destroyed the dock in hopes of stopping Ben Kenobi from rescuing her. She still remembered the searing pain of being electrocuted by an electro net, only to wake up later within Jacobi’s ship.

Sighing, the sith apprentice left the ship in the AI's care until her return. Silvanius was unsure where this temple would be. Tibrin was very flat. Tons of coral reefs and sandy terrain made up most of the planet along with shallow waters and many types of fish. Not just that, but some of the flora was dangerous if a person was unaware of it. There was algae that was known to explode. Anyone who came across it could have either been injured or killed by such a mundane looking plant.

Approaching the village, she moved along within a crowd of other tourists while looking at her map. It showed the temple was in a secluded area. But it would be hours before she reached such a place by foot. She would have used her ship, but she preferred to go on foot instead for some odd reason. Maybe partially to enjoy a moment walking through her old village, and another so she didn't miss the temple by flying over it. It figured this sith apprentice was stubborn to make it there the hard way. Which in her mind built character.

Silvanius wanted to find this temple to perhaps learn about her new enemy since the girl seemed to know Warvanus' old fighting style. She knew this girl was force sensitive and must have been training as a jedi. The padawan Ranah. She had gotten away recently, and it was another failing moment for the sith apprentice she did not relish.

She rested her right palm on the hilt of her dagger and proceeded to move through the busy street. "Now if I were to hide a temple here...where would it be?"

=Plah=

It always rained at this time of the year. The rain assaulted the temple in a steady manner. At times it rained much harder and at times it was like a sprinkle. It was good conditions to train. Ever since the destruction of the temple on Tibrin that claimed most of the occupants. Only a pair survived, one of them a monk, the other was a Master. It was the Master of the temple who stood on the balcony and watched as the rain cascaded down all around them. His hands folded behind his back, watched the rain with a passive contentment. Pai Kho had with some help built this temple with his own two hands. Surrounded by a dense forest on a plateau in the mountains. Plah Tibrin’s only moon had been the best prospect. It was hidden and secluded and for the middle aged Master it was perfect.

Pai Kho had studied and mastered many styles of fighting including Teras Kasi, Jar’Kai and Dun Moch to name a few. He had borrowed techniques in the Jedi and Sith arts alike and had melded it into his own style of fighting. He had taken anything that he could use, and from it Kho-Miai which loosely translated to Kho Way or Kho’s way. He had taught many as he developed this style and it was the only temple known to teach this unique style.

The Temple design itself was similar to the design of the old Jedi temple on Coruscant but smaller in scale though the temple itself looked small underground there was more than what was beheld at the surface including their hanger bay. The temple was expecting a shuttle to be arriving soon, with it would be new recruits if any, and supplies. While the temple itself was self-sufficient for the most part it still relied on goods from Plah’s parent planet. Outside the temple training courses could be seen throughout the landscape, as well as other obstacles for training. While the temple did have a good flow of students most did not stay after graduation. Only one in about thirty would remain to continue training to mastery. Master Kho remembered the last man who made it to Mastery. He had been broken when chance smiled on him to come to the temple he was also the last man to train on the Tibrin temple before it’s destruction. Often Master Kho wondered what ever became of the name he knew as Kell.

=Tibrin=

The Village was bustling with people and their comings and goings. Not far from where Silvanius stood was a shuttle with a few people loading supplies. Along with a couple of what looked like workers were a few individuals who looked like they did not belong. They would be leaving with the shuttle. They were not officially students of the temple but they would lend a hand as they all worked towards getting the shuttle ready as it was behind in schedule. Standing a bit away was a man holding a Datapad as he managed the progress of the loading crew.

“ We’re short on time” He mumbled under his breath “This was so much easier with the temple was on Tibrin”

Beginning to walk past the crew as they loaded the supplies, Silvanius stopped as she faintly heard the word "temple" uttered. She stopped and looked at the crew, observing that they didn't quite fit in with the locals. But they didn't look like anything special associated with the temple she was looking for either.

Still, the sith apprentice wasn't going to leave a stone unturned. Her gut told her this might be a clue to what she was looking for.

Casually she walked over to the man holding the datapad and smiled politely. Sith or not, Silvanius could hold a conversation with most people. "Excuse me. But if I may ask. What temple were you just mumbling about?"

The man looked up from his clipboard and saw the young woman, she looked like she could have been from Tibrin. He sized her up generally not alot of women came to the temple but they were always welcome to train. He gave her a polite smile.

“Oh? What? The temple? Ahh yes” he ran a hand through his stubble before continuing “The Teras Kasi temple was destroyed a couple of years ago, nasty business that was. The few who survived rebuilt the temple on Plah and every so often a shuttle comes to Tibrin and other worlds for supplies and goods. Sometimes we take back prospective students with us” he sized her up again

“You look like the capable sort, you are welcome to ride back with us to the temple we leave in a few minutes”

Silvanius nodded slightly as she smiled. "Of course. I was actually looking for the temple. I was given a map with coordinates months ago to come to the Teras Kasi temple for further training." Of course the Sith apprentice left out the fact she was looking for someone. That was only reserved for whomever was in charge on Plah. "Do what you need too. I'll be on the ship."

With that, Silvanius made her way up the ramp and settled in on the ship awaiting for departure.

"That was a little to easy..." she thought silently.
Questions had come to mind about how the temple on Tibrin had been destroyed. She didn't remember hearing about it before her abduction. "Was it after?"

The man nodded and went back to work. Inside the shuttle a small handful of prospective students sat spread out in the cabin. Some were talking amongst themselves.

“Wish I could have seen that assault” said one to the person next to him.

“ Yeah Me too, I can’t believe it was only a year and a half ago” Replied the other

“ I asked around and It was some cult that raided, they were looking for something” he paused “Or someone”

The other shrugged his shoulders “It gave them an excuse to start over”

Soon the rest of the cargo was loaded and the foreman walked down the aisle of the cabin to the cockpit informing them they were ready for take off. The shuttle shortly began its ascent and left Tibrin behind. Plah was in its sights. The shuttle made its approach, it had been maybe 20 minutes since take off when the majestic mountains came into view. From their distance it was just green mountains almost like a rainforest. As the shuttle got closer and closer a majestic building came into view, one that really did not belong it was ornate with curved roofs. It looked simple but one look anyone could tell that great care was put into its construction. The shuttle passed over the building and landed in a clearing. The Platform that it landed on was disguised as part of the ground and it began lowering after the shuttle touched down. It was obvious that this place had facilities underground.

A few minutes had passed when the pad came to halt and a thud could be heard. Outside stood three people adorned in robes, One of them more ornate than the other two. The man in front was obviously a person of higher station here. The trio waited for the occupants to disembark and once they did he greeted them.

“Welcome to Plah, I am Senzo Kimpo, One of the instructors here please accompany me , our Master of the Temple will wish to welcome you all” It was standard procedure. As Kimpo turned and would lead them to a room it had about a dozen spaced out chairs it had images and banners adorn the walls. The woman of the group would possibly recognize one of the images on the wall of a man. She would recognize his likeness but surprised maybe to find the image of the man was a bit younger in appearance. She would most likely know him under a different name.

The prospects were urged to take a seat and wait until the Master of the Temple arrived. Even here in this setting they would be tested In an effort to weed out the unworthy. Such was the ways of the temple