Silas Onnd

Silas' ship glided out of hyperspace above Korriban. Even from this distance Silas could feel the dark energy radiating from the planet slowly circling below him. He put the ship on autopilot and opened a coordinate search that allowed him to look for the famed Valley of the Dark Lords. Within a few minutes he was rewarded with the location. He put the numbers into his ship's comptuer and let the vessel do the work for him. A few minutes later the valley that he was seeking came into view. He took the ship off autopilot and completed the rest of the task himself. He set the ship down on the outer rim of the dark encampment and debarked from his shuttle. Now all that was left for him do was find what he had come here searching for.

Silas Onnd's Character Sheet Identity [!ident] Real Name: Silas Onnd A.K.A: Homeworld: Tatooine Species: Human Physical Description [!dscrp] Age: 31 Height: 6'1" Weight: 200 lbs Hair: Blonde Eyes: Hazel Sex: Male Equipment [!equip] Clothing or Armor: Traditional dark robes Weapon: Blastech Dl-44, thermal detonators(4), detpacks(2), and ion grenades(3), Caelestum (obtained from Dagon during minimal training) and the nanites obtained from Geki during his brief stint with SEED Common Inventory: Weapons and Comm Faction Information [!factn] Force User Alignment: Evil Current Faction Affiliation: Sith Current Faction Rank: Hopeful History: [!hstry] Force Side: Dark Trained by: Jidai Geki Grand Admiral Nokrt Dagon Nurgle Slicer (All minimal and incomplete) Trained who: N/A Known Skills: Slicing, thievery, and piloting Background: Born on Tatooine as the twin to Jacen Onnd, though it was never made apparent to him because he was taken away by Tusken Raiders when he was 2. He lived with them until he was 10 when he escaped and made his way into the rest of the galaxy. Ship Registration [!ship] Name: N/A Class: N/A Model: N/A Manufacturer: N/A Length: N/A Armaments: N/A Armor: N/A Anti-Personnel Defenses: N/A Appearance: N/A Modifications:N/A

New Character Sheet. The old one was nearly 3 years old and out of date. CHARACTER SHEET Real Name: Silas Onnd Nickname: Age: 24 Species: Human Height: 6' 3'' Weight: 185 lbs Hair: Brown w/ gold highlights Eyes: Deep blue Sex: Male Homeworld: Tatooine Alignment: Evil Clothing: Ripped jeans, tight t-shirt, overjacket. Weapons: Blastech Dl-44, thermal detonators(4), detpacks(5), and ion grenades(3), Caelestum (obtained from Dagon during minimal training) and the nanites obtained from Geki during my brief stint with SEED Force User: Force User Inventory: Spare creadits, weapons, rations Posessions: Ship- Firespray Class, R2 droid: Crux Trained by: Jidai Geki Grand Admiral Nokrt Dagon Nurgle Slicer (All minimal and incomplete)

A small personal freighter snuck into the fringes of the Gala system. Silas Onnd sat down in the pilot's seat and felt it conform to his body shape, heating up and bringing him the comfort he desired. Now all he had to do was wait for the comm from his employer. He began to fire up his decryption system, entering in the newly created key that his contracter had given him.

Silas recieved the man's comm and headed towards where the instructions directed him. He input the coordinates and pulled th lever, blasting himself into hyperspace.

Silas boarded the Darkest Knight, quickly powering it up and lifting off from the landing platform. He made his way into space, sending a message to the Fenris I. --Comm-- I've made it to space. Where are we headed next? --End Comm--

Silas nodded. "Sounds like fun. Are we to meet in space above Gala then?"

Silas walked with the man, not even looking as he answered. "It happened to be pleasure, but if some kind of business comes out of it, I'm not opposed to it."

Silas nodded at the man, pushing his all of his chips in on the current round. "All in," he said, now turning to the man. "You presumed correct. As soon as this hand is finished I'll leave, but I want my money," he said smiling to the man. As the cards were turned his smile grew larger. Pure Sabacc. The dealer put his winnings on a card and handed it to him. He nodded in return and stood from the table. "Let's go."

A small freighter burst out of hyperspace, and Silas Onnd piloted it down towards the Golden Link Casino. He exited his ship and made his way into the gambling establishment, choosing a sabacc table and sitting down. "Deal me in."

((Slicer- I've decided to go a different way with this character. Sorry bout the waste of time.)) Silas took the man's advice and headed out into the jungle, but instead of practicing, he went to his ship, powered up and burst off into hyperspace.

((Slicer, is there a reason we're going round and round like this? Just train my damn character so we can both move on...)) Silas nodded. "Nokrt was a fool. He gave his life for it. My intention is to get trained in the dark side of the Force, but if you aren't willing to do that, I am waisting my time here. I have no intention of fighting against you at any time. Look at it this way, one more person you train is one less person that your enemies will train to fight against you."

Silas nodded. "My name is Silas Onnd, and yes I do wish to be your apprentice. I've been minimally trained by Jidai Geki, Dagon, the late Grand Admiral Nokrt, and the late Mast Nurgle, but all have become lazy and my training became a chore. As to pledging my loyalty to you? I'll agree to help you when it is required, but I will not be your lapdog to order around all my life."

This drew another smile from Silas. "Perhaps because I could be...useful, in the event that you get yourself into an...undesireable position. And the Sith are a state of mind, I want training in the dark side, not training to be a Sith. If I happen to help the Sith out a little so be it...Good enough?"

Silas smiled. Looking at this new presence, he spoke. "Be that as it may, you attacked me," he said, chuckling a little bit, "but either way, I have...a feeling that I'm supposed to be here. Any ideas on why that might be?"

Silas silently crept through the ship, looking for any suprises. Of course he wasn't read when he heard a voice directly behind him. As he began to spin around he moved his arm out to strike this new threat. Unfortuneately his new opponent was wearing some kind of armor, which in this case happened to be extremely hard. There was a resounding thud as Silas' forearm crashed into the man's exoskeleton. Stumbling backwards, Silas frowned. "Who are you?" ((Sorry bout the short post. Longer posts will come when there is more to post about or train with.))

Silas awoke with a jolt. He had apparently drifted into sleep somewhere in his descent into the forest, and he had lost his target. He sat up and closed his eyes, focusing on what it had felt like to draw closer to his target, and he was rewarded with success as he found what he had been following. He began ascending through the forest, from branch to branch, slowly appraoching his destiny. He reached the edge of the city that he had jumped off, now wondering how he was going to get back up. He quickly began looking around, seeing what he had to use. There were a few vines roped on the underside of the city, and wondered where they led. He jumped out and grabbed ahold of one of the branches, taking the risk that it would support his weight. He was in luck as it did. He began moving foot by foot across the underside of the city until he reached what he was looking for. There was a small door, just big enough for a wookiee to fit through. He swung his leg up and kicked it open, then swung his body through. He was in a hallway, attracting more than a few curious looks. He closed the trap door and walked down the hallway as if nothing had happened. He was once again following the trail of the presence he had sensed. It led him through some interesting parts of the city. When he finally found what he was looking for, he wasn't at all suprised. He was standing in front of a ship and the ramp was lowered. Deciding to go against all logic, he walked up the ramp, wondering what he would find.

Silas stepped out of his ship and turned to the boarding ramp, sending it back into the ship and locking it effectively. He reached out with the Force and began to search for a presence. He quickly found what he was looking for, a strong presence that he seemed to be drawn to. He walked over the city and headed towards the city. When he was close enough, he approached the edge of the city and jumped over, using what little he knew of the Force to slow his descent. He crashed into the trees, but escaped with only minor injuries. He continued his descent, drawing closer to the presence. He jumped from branch to branch, going down slowly, but at a steady pace. He used the Force and the nanities to avoid any of the wildlife as he didn't want to get into any fights, at least not yet. He had his blaster in hand as he waited, knowing that eventually he would come into contact with what he was looking for.

The Darkest Knight burst out of hyperspace above Kashyyyk. Silas brought the ship down and landed on one of the many tree cities. He wasn't sure why he was here but he knew that he belonged here, for a reason left unexplained to him. now all that was left to do was wait.

Silas broke the atmosphere just as he got the coordinates from the nav computer for the jump into hyperspace. He pulled the lever and the ship burst into the never-ending abyss.

Silas decided that the wait was becoming too long, and he had other things he could do. He walked out of his quarters, and towards a hangar. He walked up a ramp and decided that he would bust his way out of here if he had too. He powered up and began to fly out. He was about five minutes from atmosphere when he began to panic. He had to get out of here whether Nurgle like it or not.

Silas' writer sat on his couch watching Everybody Love's Raymond, wondering if Sam had fallen into a coma...

Silas nodded at the droid and took his leave from the chamber. He made a quick inventory of his wounds, nothing major, maybe a few cracked bones, but nothing a few hours in a bacta tank wouldn't fix later. His shoes made a satisfying clink on the metal deck as he made his way to the main chamber. He opened the door and saw Nurgle, now Darth Dominus standing with a group of other people he recognized, but didn't know the name of. He bowed to his master and nodded to the others, wandering what was going on. ((Sorry posting took so long. I'll be more active now that I don't have competitions every weekend.))

Silas felt the anger rush into him as the blood flew out of his nose, splattering the cold metal floor. The taunts of the droid only further fueled this anger, causing him to lose control of his emotions. He felt the dark side gather around him like his previous three masters had attempted to teach him. He tried to harness it, to let it control his movements. He moved forward quickly and swung his leg around in a roundhouse kick, which connected with the droids head with a satisfying clang and a dent. Though he knew droids couldn't feel emotions it seemed as if this one was getting angry. Knowing that if he was to win he would have to keep up the offensive he followed through of the roundhouse with a sweep of the same leg, sending the droid crashing to the ground. But even this attack was not without its consequences. The droid happened to land it large metal frame on his ankle with a nasty sounds crack. Silas quickly pulled his leg out before the droid could recover. He saw it throbbing, but thought nothing of it. The adrinaline rushign through his veins would allow him to keep moving on it, along with some help from the Force. He looked up from his ankle to see where the droid was, yet was suprised to find the huge clanking form about a half a meter away from him. The next thing he saw was a metal fist crashing into his face, breaking his nose. He flew backwards once again, a grunt escaping from him. He quickly tried to recover from the attack and jumped to his feet despite his now weak ankle. He bent his knees and used the Froce to propell himself up through the air to land strataling the droid. Without waiting for a response he began beating on the droids fragile joints, weakening them, but to no avail. He felt the droid grab his leg and project him towards the now blood-red wall. Now he was really getting angry. He called upon the Force as he had in Nokrt's chambers so long ago and pulled his hand up, focusing on moving the droid backwards, with force. He opened his eyes to see the droid lying slummped against the wall, and began wondering if it was truly over, or if there was more.

((Sorry bout the delay- Life got hectic really fast...)) Silas stood up a little straighter and deposited his weapon belt on the floor of the chamber in a corner, where there was little light. The faceless droid stepped forward presenting itself to Silas. He began to release himself to the still mysterical energy field known as the Force. The air around him began to swirl as he gathered the dark side like he had been taught by his previous mentors. He began to envision the droid flying backwards. Though he had never actually been taught this he had read enough during his time on Silence V to know how to do this. The droid began to move backwards, starting out slowly and increasing its speed until it crashed into the wall, putting some dents into its frame, but not enough to seriously damage it. The droid began to move towards him once more and this time it came to about three meters from Silas, then began its attack. A few quick feints and then came the real attack, which connected with Silas' chest sending him flying backwards. He crashed into the opposite wall and slumped to the ground. Now his adreinaline was pumping. He stood quickly and rushed the droid, arms in an attack position. ((Not sure how you wanted me to do this. And sorry bout the short post. If you want me to post both the droid and myself i'll continue this in my next post. If not, we can contine when you post.))