Makhai Winters
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Post by Makhai Winters on Feb 20, 2016 20:56:42 GMT -8
*Makhai wearily opened his eyes and gazed upon his master and the large sword in his hands. He glaned briefly down to his own new swords laying just before him. The twinned blades were much smaller than the greatsword of Ver’metus. Makhai’s blades were only 30 inches long with a single handle extending another six inches, leading into an ornate firebird grasping a red crystal. The blade shimmered an icy blue color and the crossguard was slender and sloped to deflect blows and allow them to glance away from the hands if raked across the blade. The width was only around three inches at the widest. Makhai’s twinned swords had a gradual curved fluidity that ebbed along its length.
Makhai leaned forward and picked up the two swords. He held them firmly and stood. Testing the weight and balance he swung the blade around several times as he quickly became accustomed to the lightweight materials. The difference in the swords style was as different as night and day; each having their balances that played into Makhai and Ver’metus’ strengths in combat. Both however, were similarly formed and Makhai nodded in appreciation of the work that Ver’metus had obviously put into the much larger sword that the old Anzati now held.*
I thought that weapon was lost to time Master.
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Post by Ver'metus on Feb 20, 2016 22:01:36 GMT -8
*Ver'metus set down his sword long enough to return the daggers he used back to their places and then removed the sheath from the container and closed it again. He stood up as he put the sheath over his shoulder so that the large sword was across his back. He looks down at Makhai, watching as the young man tested the weight and balance of his new swords, it was not a surprise that the boy would take after his mother, in a way he'd been counting on it. He picks up the canister and nods to the forge.*
I had hoped it had been left, not that anyone would have been able to open it. Its purpose had been outdated at the time, It seems that now is a good time to restore it to use. We should carry on. Time is not to be wasted and we should probably rejoin the others. with the complications so far we need to be prepared and informed. Assuming Phantom hasn't blown it with that temper of his.
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Makhai Winters
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Post by Makhai Winters on Feb 21, 2016 10:02:12 GMT -8
*Makhai nodded his head in understanding and agreement. He set the swords down briefly and turned around. Grabbing his cloak and robes he donned the rest of the clothing and turned once more to his master. Makhai’s green eyes surveyed the large sword briefly, then grabbed his own swords. He walked briskly towards the shuttle, leaving the forge and empty bag behind. They were part of the old self, and now he was moving forward into the next stage of his journey as an apprentice.
Boarding the ship, Makhai gathered some supplies to quickly fashion a pair of sheaths for the swords. He gathered the supplies for an adjustable scabbard for shoulder and waist usage depending upon need.*
Hurry Master, knowing Phantom and the others likely will not wait for us.
*He yelled out at his Master, wile Makhai was busying collecting supplies aboard the freighter.*
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Post by Ver'metus on Feb 23, 2016 15:17:37 GMT -8
*Ver'metus grabbed the canister and brings it aboard with him. He set it down within the ship and walks purposefully towards the cockpit. When here he starts firing up his ship before he sits down. He takes the sword off of his back and secured it in the cockpit and then sits into the chair. He pulls out the secured nav coordinates that Stormro had given him and entered it. He looks at the small chip and then crushes it inbetween his large fingers. He made sure that his apprentice had everything he wanted aboard then starts to take off, the small freighter headed up into space leaving the ruined academy behind.*
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Post by Stormacht Undom on Nov 2, 2016 20:56:05 GMT -8
The shuttle lands in a clearing nearby what he wanted incase he was followed, in a universe like this anything could happen. as the ship touches ground stormacht pushes some buttons and a cloaking device activates around the ship
storm: follow me azoth you will want to see this.
Stormacht exits the ship with azoth the instant he touches the surface a familiar presence is felt. Memories of the place makes stormacht smile, he looks at azoth sensing azoth is going through some emotions
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Azoth Kissai
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Post by Azoth Kissai on Nov 2, 2016 22:30:44 GMT -8
Azoth grabs his rifle as he heads toward the exit
Azoth walks to the surface and instantly feels something unfamiliar but powerful, he feels anger, hate, power, joy, and confusion. He has traveled many places but wherever storm has taking him is unfamiliar. Azoth looks around seeing ruins and overgrowth. an uneasy feeling comes over him. Who ever has been or was here were very powerful. Azoth holds his rifle closer and goes on high alert. he thinks to himself this will be an interesting time.
He notices storm looking at him and stands at attention.
"After you sir"
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Post by Stormacht Undom on Nov 7, 2016 20:30:28 GMT -8
Stormacht walks through the ruins he remembers where some of the things were especially his old room. he begins winding through the ruins of the academy, Seeing old and decrepit statues, giant obelisks. Azoth running close to his heels. Some of the beauty was covered with nature overgrowth as he looks to his left and break the vine in front of him. He finds a whole in the rocks that leads him down the hallway, feeling familiar presence all around him wherever he goes. After going through destroyed labyrinth of the old academy he enters what is left of his room. his meditation area was still somewhat intact so he walks into it. He kneels in the middle and meditates. Azoth takes guard position.
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Post by Azoth Kissai on Nov 7, 2016 23:26:02 GMT -8
Azoth continues to follow stormacht which seemed to feel like hours twisting and winding down corridors and ruins. the uneasiness never seizing, he feels something here unsure where or what it comes from but he can feel it. Azoth continues to follow until stormacht stops in a room. To Azoth this is nothing but the presence of his lord is stronger. Azoth always felt the presence but not this strong. Azoth calculates possibilities in his mind and concludes this must be his room or a place he spent lots of time. Azoth takes his position to keep his lord safe
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Kel Sentriss
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Post by Kel Sentriss on Apr 1, 2017 15:42:14 GMT -8
The water pummeled him from seemingly all sides, though he knew that was mere perception. He stepped back cautiously, careful to keep his footing on the time-worn rocks at the base of the falls and brought his sword up in a simple slash that had no real strength behind it. This was a motion for center oneself, not for the serration of flesh. He stepped forward, into the stroke, then pivoted and held still a moment.
The man working through martial stances at the base of the Nawataa Waterfall was once Kel Sentriss, a galactic mercenary and expert swordsman, now turned Darth Archais, Dark Lord of the Sith. For nearly two decades he'd waged a shadow war against various forces in a bid for galactic domination, and this was another step on a journey meant to center himself and hone his body for the work ahead. The Shadowlands were a place of constant struggle, of rampant death - perfect as a dark side nexus in which to still his restless mind. It had been some time since his latest bid for power, and it had taken nearly a year for his body to return to fighting shape. Hells, between various cybernetics, prostheses and reparative surgeries he wondered how much of him was original anymore.
He shook the thought aside with another sequence, this one taking him the length of the stone platform at the base of the falls. His body screamed in protest, every step magnified by the volume of water crushing him from above, his strength necessarily augmented through use of the Force. His thighs were in agony as he stepped slowly, deliberately, his motions as smooth as they would be in zero-gravity. The Sith demanded such perfection. His sacrifices were the price meted against the promise of power, the quest he'd undertaken to seize ultimate authority. He would gladly give more in pursuit of the galactic throne, and an ocean of blood paid testament to that.
It was during a particularly grueling sequence that he heard an ear-piercing alert, and with a sideways flip came out of the worst of the deluge and into the shallow pool at the base of the falls. He cast a severe gaze to the shore where a pair of his ship's crew stood, one holding various sundries and the other a commlink. He held a hand aloft for the commlink, and willed it to his hand. A moment later, he flipped it open and spoke without preamble.
"Speak."
Sir, this is Ferris. You will want to return to the ship at your earliest convenience.
His usual disdain aside, Ferris knew the weight of such a recommendation. He'd taken his recuperation seriously, and interruptions came at a high cost if unnecessary. He exhaled, then responded.
"Very well. Send a shuttle."
He flipped the commlink closed, then lifted a second hand for a towel. He stepped from the pool to the shore, and after running the towel the length of his face, turned to the pair of crewers.
"Ready yourselves for return to the ship. It appears we've a new development."
A quarter-hour later, the shuttle arrived and bore the three to orbit.
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Post by Stormacht Undom on Dec 31, 2017 21:00:18 GMT -8
Stormacht lays meditating, feeling the force around him, it is substantially weaker then before but in his old chambers the connection is a little stronger He focuses and taps into what he can feel reaching to form a connection. As he reached a surge of energy shoots through his body, He feels the connection to the force stronger then ever.
He feels the dark and the light, ciursing through. His Spirit struggling with the power. He taps into the sith lord Freedon in his soul, whicxh helped him through his life , making him stronger.
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Azoth Kissai
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Post by Azoth Kissai on Dec 31, 2017 21:04:19 GMT -8
Azoth watches his master meditating when all of a sudden he feels a surge of power in the area around him. He feels a large array of emotions of hate and peace like an innner turmoil fighting within him. Azoth is unsure of this feeling so chaotic and neautral, his body begins to shield itself from tampering of his life through the force. Throwing a wall mentaly and physically like it was instinct. Mostly due to his training.
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Post by Stormacht Undom on Dec 31, 2017 21:08:05 GMT -8
Stormacht continues absorbing feeling the power. He begins to love it, wanting more, the surge beginning to feed into his lust, he begins to feel unstoppable, he looks around seeing his bodyguard standing guard sensing that Azoth is confused. Storm takes it as an opening and begins to make an attempt to control Azoth feeling invincible like a god
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Azoth Kissai
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Post by Azoth Kissai on Dec 31, 2017 21:12:08 GMT -8
Azoth immediately senses something or someone is trying to control him, Usually tied to a Mind Control technique. Per his training to take on Force users he focuses on the wall that started building in his mind, He also causes his mind to make random thoughts ever changing like Pazaak. Battling the invasion to his psychy
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Post by Stormacht Undom on Dec 31, 2017 21:16:38 GMT -8
The power continues to surge through him he feels the resistance of Azoth and Stormacht tries harder, begins to loose himself, But in his Hubris he keeps pushing, He knows better but disregards the feeling. As he continues his feral instincts take him over
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Azoth Kissai
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Post by Azoth Kissai on Dec 31, 2017 21:19:56 GMT -8
Azoth tries harder trying to block and keep out the invasion battling against every attempt. His body goes into survival mode fighting the control, he never felt this much force on his mind it was unnatural Azoths body begins to fail
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Post by Stormacht Undom on Dec 31, 2017 21:25:14 GMT -8
Stormacht feels Azoths will failing so he pushes more and harder, Breaking all forms of defense down like a battering ram the defensive walls crumbling.
Stormacht feels good victory seems assured, Then all of a sudden like a firecracker entering a pile of dynamite, a explosion is felt in his soul and body,so much power, as the body deteriorates he wanders if his Lord Feral Ragnos was so powerful.
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Post by Azoth Kissai on Dec 31, 2017 21:30:50 GMT -8
Azoth feels weak nearly dominated, Azoth Struggling to fight back like a warrior, till the bitter end against this sith great power. Azoth struggles nearly defeated his last bit of sanity dwindling to nothing, when all of a sudden the pressure disappears almost instantly. A flash appears and his instinct dives him into cover like a flashbang was used. As his eyesight returns to normal he looks where his lord was and saw nothing there except his robe. Azoth stands up feeling a bad headache drained of strength and will and falls forward to the ground and passes out. The area around him is quiet like a cemetary.
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Post by Azoth Kissai on Jan 15, 2018 13:54:38 GMT -8
Azoth wakes from his slumber, He stands at the ready and runs i diagnostic scan of his health with the suit. No damage just a couple scratchs and bruises. He must of been lucky to wake in the same spot and undamaged. He walks to where stormacht was and picks up his Bosses saber and his weapons and store them in his small back pack. He knew with something like this probably dont want to be around. So much power can cause a disturbance with wildlife whenever a sith is present and uses power. He leaves the ruins of the academy and works his way back to the cloaked ship
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Post by Ambar Calmcacil on Jan 16, 2018 23:40:14 GMT -8
*The sudden surge in the Force—tainted with the dark side even—could be felt by Ambar, Samantha, and Baylee even from Rwookrrorro. It was alarming enough for Ambar to investigate, leaving Baylee behind. This was the difficult part, but she eventually relented. He and Samantha boarded a speeder, with a Wookiee trooper volunteering to be the gunner as he took control of the wheel, following his senses out into the Shadowlands. Was it a Sith refugee, who'd survived the destruction of the Temple? Worse?
Eventually the journey brought him to an older structure, one that was no longer in very good shape. The speeder slowed and he waited, using his senses to investigate before his eyes, not wanting to leave the gunner in potential danger. There seemed to be no one inside... but a fresh taint of the dark side lingered here. It was offensive to him; reminded him of a time he no longer enjoyed.
He extended his senses outward, but it was difficult to feel through the mess of the Shadowlands. Whoever was just present here, they could still be close or have gotten far away by now, and it wasn't easy to tell where.*
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Post by Azoth Kissai on Jan 18, 2018 0:04:10 GMT -8
Azoth continues wandering through the shadowlands retracing his steps toward stormachts ship when he hears a buzz of a speeder nearby as it passed him. He crouched down in some brushing to avoid being seen. His dark armor and the darkness of the forest helped him hide. As the speeder flew by he thinks he saw 3 humanoids and a very furry large humanoid. In his mind he could take them if he tried he fought all types through his elite training and missions. But for once he had no superiors and on a planet he has not been on for a long time. Nature seemed to have eaten alot and changed the surface so he was only in observation mode. He hears a stirring behind him. He grips his rifle and turns on supressive mode just incase. He continued hiking through.
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