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Post by Darth Malvus on Oct 11, 2020 18:47:08 GMT -8
The Archives of the Conclave were left in a rough condition, due to the passage of time, but thanks to the diligence of the Seer and the Circle of Knowledge, it was revitalized with both ancient and new knowledge. Librarians were selected from among the Knowledge's persons and assigned to maintain and expand upon its foundation. Here there is both physical and digital forms of information that can be found. Stacks of ancient tomes, books, and scrolls that were once used by the Old Sith and careful maintain. Towers of mechanical constructions house vast libraries of digital data. The most studious and those that greatly thirst for knowledge may be found here.
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Post by Darth Craxious on Oct 16, 2020 10:31:08 GMT -8
Vallius had but exchanged a glance with the Iktotchi before he kept walking into the towering fortress. Inside, he only glanced shadows and sensed darkness pouring from the very walls. There were many of his creed -Sith of great power, some familiar presences among them- within the walls of the complex but, clearly, they were instructed not to interfere. The prince wasn't hostile, both hands clasped behind his back as he treaded the hallways. The Sith almost smelled the air like a predator, following the scent and trail of the Pureblood. He felt him. Close. with a slight gesture he slid open the doors, walking into the Archives. Acolytes and adepts scurried between the towers of data servers and the old tomes and scrolls, filled to the brim with dark scribbles of power. He stopped just once, to gaze into one of the open volumes, reading the ancient and lordly runes of the Sith. Naga Sadow... old tyrant of bygone age. First Sith to dare to conquer the stars... Long dead, but still useful, he thought, arching an eyebrow. Then he kept walking, sensing his former master's presence. He crossed a threshold and found himself looking down into a chamber, where a Pureblood toiled.
"Lord Malvus"
The final letter hung in the air like the hiss of a snake. The raspy voice lowered itself to the Sith lord's ears as Darth Craxious walked down the stairs to the bottom of the room.
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Post by Darth Malvus on Oct 16, 2020 10:40:03 GMT -8
The Archives were a process as of right now. It had been left in a neglected state, like most of the old fortress from a bygone era. The newly formed Architect division was hard at work refurbishing and making the whole place operational. Even now, a small staff of librarians, assisted by acolytes, aided in the process of getting the Archives fully ready. Malvus was in another room, examining some newly found materials that were slightly broken and would require a bit of restoration. The Heirarch did not even look back as Vallius entered and spoke to him.
... In the three hundredth year, since our glorious empire rose, raiders from beyond came forth... the Chosen has been killed and the empire without leader... I write this as a follower of Mosûz, Lord of Vardin, the rightful claimant to the throne of Adas. Long may my master reign over the nation...
Malvus repeats quietly in the High Sith language. He calmly rolls up the broken parchment and places it in its case, setting it to the side. His hands reach for another, upon a neat pile to his right and uncorks the container to retrieve another bit of parchment.
Lord Craxious, it is no surprise to find you here.
The Sith pauses to speak quietly in his native tongue on what was written.
I have had many visitors recently. It was only a matter of time before you came. So I will ask what I ask every visitor; why have you come? I always find the answer to be inspired by curiosity as to why I broke away and to confirm the rumors.
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Post by Darth Craxious on Oct 16, 2020 10:49:13 GMT -8
Vallius' mind followed the Sith's speech, translating as the other man spoke of old lore. At least the story of their kin and ilk would be kept in good hands.
"I suspected you were toiling in secret"
He said, lowering his hood, revealing the cruel horned head, with the flowing designs inked on the skin.
"But I did not know the extend of your machinations. Unsurprising, however. My father... failed. He's weak"
Vallius walked without a sound, the hands again behind his back.
"It is unknown to me if your plans were accelarated by mine or if this was a mere coincidence. A fated once. My father will hardly be able to fight both of us at once"
The sole of his boots scratched the pavement as he turned on his heels and stood, looking at the Pureblood. He talked about his self-proclaimed lordship over two whole sectors and pretended claim to the Imperial purple of their splinttered nation.
"But, also a shame, for me... you brought most the strenght of our race here. I can... feel it. And many are under Znalost's thrall, stubborn in their devotion to Lord Viox"
He added, closing and opening his eyes, the pupils growing larger and then narrowing in the yellow and bloodshot eyes.
"I have minions in Mustafar, they informed me of what transpires in the throneworld: your apparent betrayal reached me early. Then, I only had to follow your scent here. I sensed you holed in the holiest place of them all... what else but Moraband, Korriban of yore and power?"
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Post by Darth Malvus on Oct 16, 2020 11:13:29 GMT -8
Malvus glances behind him to look at Vallius.
I hadn't heard word of your betrayal until we took Dromund Kaas. Communications were found in the military outpost there, reporting of an uprising at Iridonia and neighboring words in that section of the Imperium. Once that was known, I put two and two together.
The Sith turns back to the parchment, rolling it back up carefully to be placed within its container for safekeeping. It joined a new pile that was to the left of Malvus as his hand reached for another to his right. This one, as he unrolled it, seemed more preserved than the previous ones.
Znalost is a skilled person of your father. If the Sith'ari never had children, Znalost would certainly have been the heir.
He had no doubts that, with the stirrings having happened, that new efforts would be focused on ensuring the continuation of the Blackguard. With that in mind, Znalost would certainly be put at the head of it. During his tenure as Jen'ari, Malvus had seen some of the experiments crafted by the Sith Lord from his lair on Ziost. With Vallius' betrayal, now it seemed all but a certain that Znalost was to succeed one day.
Given what I desire to do, as Heirarch, it seemed best to settle the capital on this world of the Sith. Korriban, and the Sith Worlds, have been neglected for too long in my views. They must become a center for... for the future. A future that I hope to see be made reality.
Malvus rolls the parchment back up and places it away. The Sith pauses for a moment.
I assume you have come to offer some sort of alliance... or bring some beneficial business to my attention? Given you control Iridonia, I am curious why you are here and not there, securing your future and the future of your family's homeworld.
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Post by Darth Craxious on Oct 17, 2020 3:27:17 GMT -8
"It's not betrayal. It's but natural, the way of the Sith. One must seek domination and power, to exert authority and have no lord save your own will"
Said Vallius, whose eyes followed Malvus.
"And... Znalost... he will be. As soon as things stand as they do. Do not fool yourself, my father would have clinged to live for many more years. I chafed under his thrall. He's powerful, but insane. And I'm young and my mind has been sharpened by the very best in the Blackguard, specially yourself... I'm a worthier emperor than he would ever be, so neglectful of the minutiae of ruling"
He walked around.
"Palpatine didn't understand that either, he secluded himself on his Palace and delved in the occult, but left the affairs of the Empire into the hands of lesser men, sycophants and military. With Tarkin gone, his Empire was doomed, as he couldn't bring himself to actually rule. The duty of a leader is to lead, my father forgot that. I hope you didn't"
He stood again, both hands inside the long sleeves of his robe. Korriban... it was pulsating with dark energies.
"This... this very planet... is the heart of our race. It's but fitting. I hope you thrive in here"
Vallius knew future was always in motion and no matter how hard he tried to look behind the curtain of fate, it was clouded.
"My armies are enough to finish what I started. With the space gained and my acolytes hunting whoever remains, it shall be soon completely under my control. And I had to come to you, I felt the pull in the darkness"
He snarled.
"I have no ill will to you or your people, on the contrary and the Sith homeworlds were neglected, distant from the throneworld in Mustafar. They're yours. I offer you my friendship, something you knew you had, in exchange for our... mutual collaboration, in the ruin of the Jedi and the domination over the Galaxy. And, you should acknowledge my claim and the leadership I provide to many of our ilk"
He frowned.
"And let Dathomir be a common ground for us two. I have the blood of a witch, a coven leader, rancor-rider and magick-wielder. That planet can be the place where our Darkness might be joined"
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Post by Darth Malvus on Oct 17, 2020 6:34:10 GMT -8
Malvus resumed his work, opening another container and pulling out some parchment as his ears took note of what Vallius had to say and offer. Unrolling the parchment, the Sith took note that the remaining writing spoke of a challenge between two claimants during the nearly twenty thousand years of interregnum that followed the death of the Sith'ari Adas. One of many that he suspected he was likely to find during his examination of these lost materials. Malvus began to roll it back up as Vallius finished what he said. The Sith pauses in his actions.
Friendship is welcomed. Collaboration is welcomed. I will acknowledge the claims you have over the worlds you control and the leadership over those who follow you, Vallius. Just as you acknowledge the control I have over the worlds that the Conclave rules and those who follow me.
He reaches for yet another scroll to unravel.
The Sith follow whoever they view as strong and capable. If there are several of those, then there are several of them.
For a moment, his mind wandered to the existence of the Dominion, another Dark Sider cult within the region.
In our history, there is no respect of hereditary right, to dynasties. True, certain families have prestige, as it is natural, but not any rights that they may have due to ancestors. You are your father's son. Just like my children are my own, born of the womb of the late San Zabar. And yet, they will not succeed, in my place, when the Force takes me. Not by some rite of succession that states they will lead after me. If they prove themselves worthy, if they prove themselves strong, then they will lead where I once did. But if they do not, then they will either bow to my successor or die for challenging their rule.
Malvus once had dreams of a dark dynasty, but back when he was under a different name. The name given to him at birth and one that lasted for many years. That dream, that ambition, was dead. He saw the flaws of such a concept. As a result, the Sith Lord left that ambition on the way side and hadn't sought after it since. Just as, eventually, he left his identity as Valstrol Horica behind.
The Sith Lord falls silent, looking down at a scroll. Another mention of claimants and battles that embroiled the period that Malvus was examining. Hopefully, other scrolls would unveil newer information on the backgrounds of those who fought for the throne of Adas. Slowly, he rolls it up, his words gathering upon his lips as he did so.
And as for Dathomir, my agents were the ones who gained the cooperation of the Witches there. They know that I am an ally and that my presence there will ensure their protection and their prosperity. Even some of their own have begun to join my ranks. They will not care for blood ties. After all, when the Jedi Tenel Ka Djo married Prince Isolder, she was merely the Chume'da of the Hapes Consortium because of their succession rules. She had no right to authority over Dathomir, even as a daughter of the planet. Just the same as her daughter, Allana. Like the Sith, the Witches follow the strong and the capable... only a powerful matriarch can rule them. Just like Sabine before.
A moment of silence fell as the Sith thought of an old companion, a Nightsister who ruled over Dathomir with an iron fist. Sabine, the Matriarch of the Night Clans. She was quite the woman, nefarious and beautiful. She ensured the independence of the Witches during her time as their ruler. Setting down the scroll, Malvus turns to Vallius, taking a pause from his work.
You are welcome to visit Dathomir as an ally, but the world, and its system, belongs to the Conclave, and to that extent, the Witches, in its entirety. I will lose reputation, among my own, if I share the world that my agents claimed ahead of my betrayal for the purpose of the Conclave's foundations. They will feel that their efforts were for nothing.
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Post by Darth Craxious on Oct 18, 2020 3:05:41 GMT -8
"I can't do otherwise, Malvus"
Said the former apprentice to his master.
"If they chose to follow you, that's their will. You shall not have an enemy in me"
He added, baring the canines.
"I'm strong. I will crush all and any that dare to stand against me. Already the bodies of my enemies rot in the squares of Iridonia"
Said Vallius in a hiss.
"And I'm smarter than my father ever was. He was astute, yes, and relentless, but I'm all that and more"
The eyes flicker with hatred.
"So, your tentacles already spread through the Mid and Outer rim... even at the home of the witches... whom you have put under your thrall"
His voice lowered into a growl.
"You realize? Hadn't I rebelled against my own sire, we'd be at each other's throats..."
The Zabrak crossed both arms over his chest. He remained silent for a few moments.
"Will you lurk in the shadows? Your dark conclave is a thing of dissimulation and deception... You know that we both could be an easy prey for the pretender at Coruscant and the Jedi as we stand, divided and weak. Your absolute dominion is and will be hampered by the lack of manpower and resources of these systems, the Sith homeworlds. Abandoned, infertile, uninhabited, poor and isolated from major routes"
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Post by Darth Malvus on Oct 18, 2020 5:43:30 GMT -8
As Malvus unrolled a new scroll, facing away from Vallius, his lips curled into a grin.
I am well aware of my lackings, Vallius. I know that my worlds are relatively barren and underpopulated. The worlds I have, with significant resource, are few. But I have my own plans on how to make up for those lacks... I wouldn't have come here without a plan. I am not an amateur Sith after all.
Many years ago, under a different name, he had once ruled the ice-ball world of Alzoc III. And from it, an empire sprang up and lasted for nearly twenty years. It only ended by the desires of the Sith to let go. Other things were more important. That was all history now. His ties to Alzoc III were severed long ago and the Sith never looked back at it. Those were... different days as the Sith recalls them.
My location is of no consequence. Isolation can be, in itself, a boon.
Malvus states as he unrolls the scroll, in his hands, slowly.
As for manpower, there will be no lack.
The Heirarch seemed completely unmoved by the words of Vallius. He even remained vague and undeterred by the lacks that the Sith was fully aware of. He had no worries of it however. Even when the topic of the Nightsisters came up, the Sith did not seem relatively moved or uncertain.
And yet, you would likely claim dominion over them by blood, Vallius. Just as you claimed commonality with the natives there a moment ago. A factor they would mock you for and for the fact of a male attempting to rule over them. They are not a people to be trifled with...
Malvus turns to glance back at the Sith.
The Nightsisters were never to be my thralls, only a fool would seek to do so. The Conclave will respect the territory of the night clans and keep to a respectful area. I offered them the hand of friendship and they welcomed it. I have given them resources, slaves, weapons, and the means to thrive. They will stand tall and be strong as they were before, not hunched over as subjugated people. They will be treated as friends and allies, not as my slaves.
The Sith's gaze lingers for a moment longer before turning back to the scroll.
Like you, I too have crushed all those who stood against me, their bodies littered across the Sith Worlds, and I have been astute, relentless, and more for many generations. The Sith Worlds have been pacified and my authority has been established. Now... begins the time of building and creating.
The paper moved slightly as the Heirarch turned to Vallius.
As I said before, I will acknowledge what is yours and I will accept your friendship. But that is all.
Malvus then returns to the article in his hand, reading it over in silence.
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Post by Darth Craxious on Oct 18, 2020 11:29:10 GMT -8
Vallius remained silent, albeit his mind did not, pondering the topics mentioned.
"Either you will thrive"
He placed both hands inside his sleeves.
"Or die"
He knew that the Pureblood Sith knew about and practised alchemic experiments and mutations extracted from old lore. Such things were not of Vallius' liking, but to keep power one had to do whatever was necessary. The Zabrak pulls up his hood.
"But, I bet on the former"
He turned heels and started raising the steps to the entrance. Savage stopped for a moment in the threshold.
"I guess this is probably the last time we see each other face to face without lightsabers lit..."
He added in a hiss.
"Farewell"
And the man left without a sound, only the whistle of his dark robes.
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Post by Darth Sirona on Oct 18, 2020 12:03:39 GMT -8
Sirona had been spending much of her free time in the archives, and much of her working time too. While working she was primarily helping to restore the old library to it's former glory, working along side individuals such as Seer Monmouth to set up a new cataloging system as whatever program had been keeping track was so defunct that it could hardly be read. In her free time however, she read the scrolls and tomes that had been dusted off and logged into the new system. Her thirst for knowledge drove her, as did her own personal project.
On this particular day though she worked alongside her Master. He had become very interested in a certain period of Sith history. In fact it was a spot that needed a good deal of light shed on it. For about 20,000 years there was a blank spot in most Sith records. Hopefully this new trove would yield something. The Echani was about to return to her master with a new lead she had found, but she over heard the familiar voice of her adopted father's son. She decided it best to remain out of sight as he spoke to the Heirarch. But she waited and listened closely to the conversation. At times one hand floated down to her lightfoil, ready to assist her master, but no such need arose. When she heard the departure of Vallius, she removed herself from behind the shelves and approached the Dark Lord and presented the scroll she had found, nothing more than a list of Sith names, names that would have been used at the time of Lord Adas.
No war today, Master?
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Post by Darth Malvus on Oct 18, 2020 14:51:14 GMT -8
Malvus listens to the words attentively of his former apprentice. When he felt Vallius departing, the Sith spoke.
May you thrive above the shadow of your father, Lord Craxious.
The Heirarch knew this is what would happen, but it could not be helped.
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After a few moments, Malvus turned to the area where he sensed Sirona lurking during the conversation with her adopted brother, which was perhaps a more former tie now. His apprentice had made her choice and she was likely an outcast of the Savage family as a result. Nonetheless, her chains were broken from that former life and the Sith could sense Sirona's potential growing by the day. Her desire for knowledge mirrored his own pursuits. She was to be a worthy apprentice.
His gloved hand reaches for the scroll found by her. Malvus slowly unrolls it, examining the list of names. It seemed to be a census of sorts, perhaps of the nobility and major families that existed at the time of Sith'ari Adas. These persons were more than likely the numerous claimants that sought after the throne of the ashen Sith after his death. When Sirona spoke, Malvus looks at his apprentice.
Your brother, if you still call him that, was raised to be a Prince of the Sith. At least, of those who followed the standard of the Blackguard Imperium. Now it has fractured, the claim has... been weakened immensely. The Sith do not follow appointed leaders nor blood ties... they follow strength, charisma, and power. A great name does not mean immediate leadership, action and capability proves it thus! Vallius is strong, but so am I and others I know of.
Viox still lived, Znalost thrived, and the Prophet of the Dominion lurked. Even the female that led the Dark Jedi Order, Mariah Shadows, was a reputable warrior and capable leader from what he heard. Malvus was willing to recognize his former apprentice as Prince of Iridonia, a rightful spoil from his schemes. But beyond that? No, the Sith could not accept any further acknowledgements.
I could not acknowledge him any further than that of what he had gained. The Conclave was created by my strength, my charisma, and my power. It stands because I stand as its sole and rightful ruler. If I was to acknowledge him as 'overlord', everything would have been lost...
Malvus looks down at the list of Sith in his hands.
I would have lasted as long as some of those on this list. Ruler one day, the grave the next.
The Sith rolls up the parchment delicately and finds a container to preserve it in.
Vallius will find his destiny, one day. His true destiny, not an assumed one that was placed upon his shoulders because of who his father was.
The container was set to the side. The Heirarch then turns to his pupil, deciding to question her.
What did you think of his words, Sirona?
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Post by Darth Sirona on Oct 19, 2020 13:17:19 GMT -8
Sirona was quiet as she thought on the question posed by her master. What did she think of Vallius' words? But after a moment of silent reflection she spoke her mind.
I have never felt much kinship with him, not like I felt towards my fa- towards his father. From what I heard, he came here for needless chest beating, something I find typical and distasteful of men in the Sith. He wished to size us up by way of you, to see if we were weak enough to give in to his wishes. I am glad to see he left thoroughly disappointed. Where these the old days you probably wouldn't have let him leave at all, and if I may be honest, I think would have been the correct choice. She took a deep breath, she had never liked the old ways of the Sith. The in fighting and killing of one another that is. But they sometimes had a point. While most of what he had to say seemed like empty posturing, he is still a threat or at least an annoyance. One better dealt with sooner rather than later.
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Post by Darth Malvus on Oct 19, 2020 14:03:55 GMT -8
Malvus gave an approving nod to his apprentice. Like with Luxeria, Malvus sought to teach his apprentice that not all Sith needed to die from feud and rivalries. Some perhaps, if the reason was truly justified. For a defeated Sith has more of a reason to redeem themselves and rise again. They can still be useful. A Sith, who is good with tactics, may still be defeated in a duel, but their tactical knowledge is still of use. Thus, they are kept alive and continue to serve the cause that they are bound to.
The Rule of Unity is ambiguous by what it means to be 'unified' as one. This could mean an alliance, a league, a mutual concord. It could also mean one state, under one banner, with all under one rule. It is left up to the interpretation of whoever utilizes this philosophy. But, no matter what, unity is still the theme.
Malvus turns away from Sirona to gaze back at the container in his hand, setting it off to the side.
Certainly, there are those, both within and without, who believe I have betrayed my own preaching. However, the Sith naturally follow the strong. If division is necessary, let it be so. If there are to be more than one ruler among the Sith, then let it be so. Such things cannot be... forced to comply. There are cases where the Force speaks to us and its will cannot be denied nor ignored.
The Sith had ensured that his reasons for this breakaway did not violate his own philosophy. A new force was unified under him, a separate Sith state that followed a different figure, a different degree of strength, power, and charisma. The Heirarch had seen the decay and rot of the Imperium... the nepotism of the Savage family. These reasons allowed him to justify the departure and the conversion of those who followed him now.
Vallius can become a threat. But first, he must remove himself from the shadow of his father. He may have broken away, but a shadow can linger where one is not present. His true destiny is written in the stars, not dictated by his birth. I saw no need to kill him. Perhaps, one day, I will have to. When that day comes, it will be an imperative to do so.
There was no regret within his voice. No uncertainties within his tone and emotions. Malvus was assured of himself and confident of his plans. He had capable persons at his side, many who were among the notables of the Imperium while others rose from the shadow of their former roles. Vesperia, Luxeria, Elarinya, and Sirona were among those to mention. Malvus knew that his cause would thrive.
We have other matters to concern ourselves with first. I must see to your education as others are doing with their apprentices. Our Conclave needs to be built and the foundations made strong. My gaze must be inward for a time... a necessity when it comes to the founding of a nation.
Malvus turns to Sirona after a moment and hands her a scroll which he had not viewed yet.
How is your High Sith speaking coming along?
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Post by Darth Sirona on Oct 21, 2020 6:54:58 GMT -8
Sirona listened as her Master gave an impromptu lecture on the Rule of Unity and general Sith politics. But she had never been one interested in the power struggles or advancing herself in rank or title. As long as she had access to the libraries then she would be content. It would, however, be useful to learn as not everyone around her was as passive as she, nor did they always buy her stance of contentment. Now that she was being more active within the Sith she would need to keep both eyes open for those seeking to do her harm, simply for being in proximity to power.
But then the topic changed, the Hierarch asked her about how her language skills were coming involving High Sith. My studies are progressing steadily, Master. It is very different, but I have the basics down.
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Post by Darth Malvus on Oct 21, 2020 18:07:51 GMT -8
But then the topic changed, the Hierarch asked her about how her language skills were coming involving High Sith. My studies are progressing steadily, Master. It is very different, but I have the basics down. |
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Post by Darth Sirona on Oct 26, 2020 18:34:46 GMT -8
Sirona nodded along as her Master elaborated on the importance of the importance of her learning High Sith. It would make her own research much easier and more independent, no longer needing translators, but able to directly read the primary sources. But then her interest was truly piqued when mention of a trial reached her. She was to be the first to open and interact with a newly found Sith Holocron.
I- I am honored for the opportunity, my Lord. And I will carry it out to the best of my ability. Though won't Seer Monmouth object to a such a junior member of our Order being assigned the task over himself?
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Post by Darth Malvus on Oct 28, 2020 15:45:12 GMT -8
I- I am honored for the opportunity, my Lord. And I will carry it out to the best of my ability. Though won't Seer Monmouth object to a such a junior member of our Order being assigned the task over himself? |
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Post by Darth Sirona on Nov 1, 2020 23:22:33 GMT -8
Sirona nodded at the response Malvus gave. Though was accompanied by a look of surprise that the Seer did not know of this excavation, but the look was swiftly removed from her face. It further resolved her deep seeded worry about joining the Conclave in seeing her Master's dedication to ensuring her generation would be well prepared to take over some day. Though she imagined her assentation would be less dramatic than her predecessor's, but it may not, depending on if Monmouth found out about the Holocron. But she pushed her resolve outward and buried her fear and reservations.
I will not disappoint you, my Master. I will prepare to depart immediately. The sooner I unlock this Holocron's secrets the sooner we will be that much stronger.
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Post by Darth Malvus on Nov 2, 2020 11:07:09 GMT -8
I will not disappoint you, my Master. I will prepare to depart immediately. The sooner I unlock this Holocron's secrets the sooner we will be that much stronger. |
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