Vernza-Torrah

[Zeke]

Zeke processed all of the information, digging into what memories he had concerning the Lygers. Two lines of them had been developed, the genetically altered, armored Cardia Jungle cats and the normal, machine based ones. There were also different sizes for different purposes, as with most types of droids.

 

"Ysimilari. The Lyger's are built to support it on their frame and keep it alive for the duration of its natural life span. I can understand your paranoia and distrust of the Jedi and Sith, as well as respect it."

 

He paused for a moment, calculating a rough estimate of the order placed.

 

"Twenty of them can have Ysimilari put into place, it'll be extra though. That's a tall order, can you're tribe afford what you are asking for?"

 

He raised an eyebrow, accentuating his question.

[Daben Celt]

The man pushed at his wrists a few times, seemingly pushing buttons on a wrist console. A droid came from his ship carrying something wrapped up, the size of a melon.

 

"The Powers That Be have allowed our world to grow into massive inflation. With no government or means to control standard currency seem rather pointless to me. I trust that a man such as yourself would agree. That is why I have brought payment with a little bit more... collateral."

 

He took the object from the droid and removed some of the cloth to reveal a baby boy.

 

"The child's midi-cholrian count is off our charts, the highest we've ever encountered. Due to our fear of these beings we decided to dispose of it. However, our society looks harshly upon murder so we saw fit to sell him into bondage. Our Oracle has foreseen a great future for this child. Having the power to shape this boy's destiny we hoped that he alone would be sufficient payment for these droids."

[Zeke]

Zeke know, instantly, what the small wrapped form was. He could feel the life force pulsating in the air around the boy. He was more then a little curious about the child's origins, but during his life he had found it best to not ask questions about things. He listened to the man's words while he stared at the baby boy, captivated by him. He recalled Rath, Trowa's son. Rath had been taken away by his mother and he hadn't heard from the boy, or his sister Rose in years.

 

”œ”¦He, yes”¦the boy will be more then sufficient. I'll be sure to,”

[Daben Celt]

::Celt boarded his ship with his droid companion and left the planet behind::

[darth shadowlord]

The Sundered Heart reverted from hyperspace in a flash of light. Draken's hands were dancing on the controls as he opened a link to the Grand duke and quickly slaved its navi-comp to the Sundered Heart. With that done, Draken guided both ships down to a concealed landing pad. "We have arrived on Torrah."

[Alora]

Once back at Vernza Torrah, Alora helped Draken run through the post flight checks then the two of them went back into the living area of the ship.

 

"Ok Mara, I want you to repeat the last exercise I gave you in illusion."

 

She took a seat in a comfortable lounge chair, letting KD2 bring her a drink as she made herself comfortable.

 

((OOC: This time I want you to describe exactly how you want us to see you. What you want us to see you wearing, if you've changed your hair colour, etc etc ))

[Mara N. Jade]

Mara took a moment to consider the appearance she wanted to present, and decided to keep it simple. She would begin by making only a few alterations to her appearance.

 

Concertrating on her hair, Mara pictured herself with shorter, shoulder length hair, that was more brown than her normal red/gold. She turned her eyes brown from their regular green.

 

Deciding to go for a casual look, Mara pictured herself in a pair of loose fitting black pants, and a forrest green t-shirt. Going for a bit of flair to top off the illusion, Mara added a brown page-boy hat.

 

Reaching out with the force, she located Alora and Draken's presences, and projected her image to them.

[darth shadowlord]

Draken glanced over at Mara, observing the way she had changed her apprearence. He stood up and walked completely around her, checking the way she appeared and the way she had changed the way she looked. Nodding, he smiled at the way she looked. "Not bad. Tell me, what do you remember from our sabre training the last time?"

[Alora]

"Much better Mara. Once you master that properly we shall teach you how to enhance those illusions." Alora murmured, walking around the girl to examine how good her illusion was.

 

She stepped back as Draken asked her about her sabre training, a grin appearing on her face as she looked out at the populace that was left after Slaanesh left the planet. The warrior women were skilled in the art of combat and Alora had used them before to train apprentices. She had done so with Draken and with Raxeon, though the latter had disappeared.

[Mara N. Jade]

Mara thought back to her first training with Draken.

 

"I remember the basics, but beyond that, not much. I don't think it could hurt anything to get a refresher even in the basics."

[Alora]

(sorry I haven't posted earlier)

 

Alora shifted her gaze from Mara towards some of the warrior women that were practicing over from them. She signalled for two of them to come over.

 

"Ok then Mara, I want you to demonstrate what you know with our warriors here. Their blades will withstand the blows of lightsabers. You will fight one of them to begin with and then both when a signal is given."

 

She glanced at Draken with a grin on her face before she stepped back indicating for them to begin.

 

(you can post your opponent's actions as well, I'll let you know when the other warrior woman enters the fight)

[darth shadowlord]

With their apprentice vanishing, Draken and Alora spent a month together. They took that time to rest away from the cares of the Galaxy and the battles of the Jedi and Sith. But after recieving a brief comm informing him that a a batch of wine had been removed from the cellars after being in there for ten years and was ready for sampling.

 

Draken smiled and nodded to himself. He pressed a single button on his comm unit and his ship which had been set on stand by, began to prep the engines. He set out a quick comm to Serenno and ordered several bottles to be sent to a certain location in space where it could signalled from there to move to a new locale through hyperspace.

 

With that done, Draken bid Alora a passionate farewell and boarded his ship. He took off quickly and moments later jumped into hyperspace, sending a quick comm to Zara as he made the jump to hyperspace.

[darth shadowlord]

A short comm arrived for Alora from the Count Shadowlord.

 

--Comm--"My darling mistress, my travels are taking me farther away from you. It seems that even Sith must do a good deed or two for the Galaxy. Should anything happen to me, you have the codes for my ship as well as my DNA sample. Have no worries for me though, I will return to you soon."--End Comm

 

As the comm ended and Draken's voice faded away. The ruby pendant around her neck began to gleam and it seemed to heat up, as if to remind her of him

[darth shadowlord]

A flash of light signaled the return of the Grand Duke to Vernza Torrah. Draken smiled as he looked over the lush green and blue planet ahead of them. He guided the ship in slowly, letting it glide through the light mists that hung faintly over the Temple they were landing beside. He shook his head as he though about the different events of his life that had happened here.

 

He remembered back to his training day and his Duel with Zad and his reward from Alora. Then there was all those times they had met here since for various other things. He smiled then leant over and kissed her gently on the lips. "We're back. You were mentioning about a base of sorts? Perhaps we will use the warrior women to build and defend the base."

[Alora]

"They will defend it, though I'm going to call in some contacts that I have back on Leria Kerlsil for the building. I'll send off the requests and then we can do some training while we search for the perfect location. I have a place in mind though there may be others just as suitable."

 

Using her comm Alora sent off the messages, calling in *favours* and using enticements to get the best builders from the planet to come. She told them that the co-ordinates she was sending to them were top secret. They had to take precautions not to be tracked there. Not that Vernza Torrah was a secret location or anything but she didn't want the general public, particularly the Jedi, to get wind that there was a sith haven here. She sent off another series of comms to weaponry specialists, telling them what she wanted for the fortifications. They received the same instructions.

 

Once that was done, she turned back towards Draken, her hand caressing his face, "Lets go." With those two words the Sith Mistress fluidly made her way out of his ship, running with her robes whipping in the wind behind her as she ran towards a pretty valley overlooked by a plateau of rock.

[darth shadowlord]

Draken watched for a moment as Alora took off running across landing pad and into the grassy field heading for the Valley. He smiled as he watched her, then took off after her. Luckly for him, his stride was long and after several moments he caught up with her. Once he caught up with her, he adjusted his stride slightly, just enough to stay even with her. He smiled at her as they ran together.

 

"Are we headed to the valley Darling?"

[Alora]

Alora just grinned back at him, letting the Force speed her movements as she ran. She felt so alive, so energized with the Force flowing through her veins. She was in a steady rhythm, leaping over rocks, fallen trees and other obstacles in her path. She glanced back, seeing Draken keeping pace with her, her attention then returned to where she was placing her feet. As she neared the base of the plateau she launched herself upwards, catching hold of the jutting rocks to propel herself up until she reached the top. Once there she stood waiting for Draken to join her on the edge.

 

"This is perfect don't you think?"

 

They had a terrific view of the valley, very scenic and beautiful. Turning around they had a view of the ocean, a startling white sandy beach with clear aqua blue water. The fortress would be situated on the plateau and would be blended in to look like it belonged there. She also had plans for the construction workers to have part of the fortress within the rock itself.

[darth shadowlord]

Draken watched as she grabbed hold of the rocks and pulled herself up the side of the cliff. He pulled off his shirt and levitated it up the rock face so it was setting beside her, then slowly began to climb up the almost sheer rock face. He was using nothing but pure muscles as he pulled himself onto one overhanging ledge. Once he was on that ledge, he leapt to the side and caught hold of another ledge and pulled himself up as the muscles in his arms began to bulge as they took his weight and slowly drew his body up onto that ledge.

 

Two more ledges remained before he reached the top of the cliff. He reached upward and began to slowly work his way higher. He didn't look down as he trusted his bodies reaction time and if that failed he could always trust the Force. After several moments, he reached the next ledge and he crouched for a moment on his powerfully muscles then leapt high into the air and caught hold of the next ledge. A second powerful jump and he had reached the top of the cliff

 

He walked over beside Alora, his body gleaming from the workout he had just put his body through. He slid his arm around her waist and nodded. "It is perfect, much like yourself," he said with a kiss.

[Alora]

Alora smirked at him and with a wink said, "Yes I am, aren't I". Grinning she turned to look out over the landscape, pointing out a couple of locations in turn. "We'll have sensors and outposts there, there and there."

 

She could picture what she wanted in her mind and would impress it into the minds of the builders when they arrived. Alora turned back to Draken, drinking in his masculine form. She reached out, caressing her hand down his chest then pointed out towards the Temple of Slannesh. "Still as impressive as ever."

[darth shadowlord]

Draken watched her point out the various area's for certain installations and he studied the area's for a few moments. Some area's he nodded, others he posed a question and motioned to several other locations that could potentally work as well. He let his mind drift through their bond and looked at what she had pictured in her mind when she saw the fortress. He smiled as he glanced at her.

 

"Very nice my darling. It should work well I think, perhaps we'll add several nasty little suprises as well." He winked lightly as he pondered various suprises that they could use to the planet's defenses. After a moment he followed her pointing finger toward Slannesh's Temple and grinned impishly at her. "Now there is a few good memories as I recall. Especially the apprentice days."

 

He remained smiling as they returned to the Temple beside which his ship had landed. By now darkness had fallen and he headed inside the temple and into the room that hand been his chamber as an apprentice. He laid back on the bed and drifted off to sleep.

[Alora]

Back at the Temple they parted ways, Alora heading in to the main chamber. She felt the dark energies, the chaotic energies that abounded in this place. This was where she had been rebuilt originally, then later had gotten the surgeons to perform a similar act later, only she didn't have a shattered body that time, she was enhancing what she already had. A warrior woman approached her, Alora smiling seductively as she then walked with the woman to another chamber off to the side. She was pampered, massaged, and left totally relaxed through meditations by the time the sun rose the following morning.

 

With the coming of the new day, ships had begun to arrive, all having brought special materials with them that would go into the construction of the new fortress. Alora greeted them, looking her absolute best. She flashed smiles, flirted and impressed upon the men with the use of her illusions and the Force just what she wanted with this fortress. Sure that her instructions would be carried out, she left them to their work.

[darth shadowlord]

Meanwhile as the workmen began the work for the new fortress, Draken began work of his own. He proceeded down to the back courtyard that overlooked the ocean. He reached into his cloak and removed a holocron he had found sometime ago and let a wave of the darkside pass over it. The holocron clicked then emitted a sharp hissing sound as it began to slowly open. An image of a tall cloaked figure appeared a short distance before Draken.

 

The figure gestured slightly then spoke. "I am he who was called Darth Arcanus, it was I who have snunk through the ages and been a whispering voice in the ears of those who have turned to the darkside. It was power and knowledge I used to tempt them to the Darkside, whether it was power to help the innocents or knowledge to bring about justice, it was all bringing them to the fall."

 

Draken smiled and squatted to the ground. He opened himself to the Force and began to take in the knowledge offered, copying some of it down.

[Alora]

Alora took the workman to the site, pointing out where she wanted the outposts as well as telling them about the section she wanted to be carved into the rock. Everything had to blend in with the surroundings, and look like it belonged there.

 

She had also hired decorators that had worked within her shipping industry back on her home planet. Every part of the interior would be luxurious - except for the dungeon. That would be traditional. She headed back to the temple, aware through their bond that Draken had activated some kind of old Darkside energies. She homed in on his location, remaining back from him as to not disturb him, though close enough to see that he was using a holocron. She sat in the shadows, watching, learning.

[darth shadowlord]

Draken began to write several things down as Arcanus talked about various techniques. He listened intently, using the force to remember some things that would perchance slip his mind. He smiled when Arcanus mentioned about a technique that could turn an opponents limb to crystal. Draken halted his listening to the holocron and summoned a slave forward.

 

The slave came forward as Draken pulled the coldness of his desire for revenge forward and unleashed it in a massive wave of the Force. There was a tinkling sound and the slave screamed in immense agony. As Draken watched, the slave's legs began to crystalize starting with the blood within the veins. Draken was intriged and moved closer as the muscles and skin began to crystalize as well.

 

He tapped the slaves legs with his hand testing to see if what he saw was mearly an illusion or if the legs had truly turned to crystal. He heard a light bell like peal, similar to what a crystal formation would make if struck. He ran his hand over his goatee as he considered the potential of the technique. He quickly summoned a medical team and ordered them to take samples of the crystal and various samples from the slave to see if it would have any other effect on the slave.

[Alora]

Alora listened to Arcanus discussing the techniques, nodding her head as she realised it was similar to a particular skill she had already perfected. She watched as Draken attempted the crystallization process on the slave, silent though stepping closer to observe. There wasn't much of a difference between the crystal and ice. She would practice the skill as well.

 

"You can do the same though instead of crystal, you can turn them to ice my dear." She told the slaves to bring forth a prisoner, not wanting to waste the slaves at this point and they did have plenty of prisoners to choose from at that time. When the man was brought, struggling all the way as he saw the Sith Masters near a medical team. Alora grinned, a sinister look appearing in her eyes and ordered the slaves to hold the prisoner still. She started with one of his legs, turning it to ice to begin with, the ice traveling down his leg to his foot. As with the other 'specimen', this prisoner screamed in agony.

 

Focusing on the other leg, the Sith Mistress gathered the Force to her, letting the dark energies swirl around her as she processed the new skill, that Draken had just performed. The differences weren't many though required a different touch. Her hand raised, pointing to his other leg then observed as it began to crystallize. The screams increased until the prisoner passed out from the pain, the medical team taking a second patient away.

 

"Nice, I like that one. What else does the holocron have to impart?"

 

Meanwhile the fortress was being completed, literally rising up from the top of the rock plateau to stand proud over looking the valley and the ocean.

[darth shadowlord]

Draken pondered the ice technique and grinned. "I believe I have seen that technique before actually. Though not to this degree. I have seen it used for small things such as creating ice in a drink or in a flask of wine. I'm thinking it may have various other uses as well. I'll have to consider this." He stroked his goatee for a moment as he considered this technique.

 

A moment later, one of the medical team came running to them and bowing, presented a report to Draken then vanished again. Draken looked the report over slightly, skimming over it in reality. His eyebrows furrowed and he looked at Alora and motioned toward the report. "This is bizarre, the man that you saw me crystalize remains alive but retains no function over his lower body."

 

He passed her the report so she could read it over. That way he could get he thoughts on the report.

[Alora]

"No, he wouldn't. Think on it. The extremities have been turned to a crystaline state. It is no longer under his control, it's solid, unmoveable. Hmm. It might be interesting to try and alter that so that they can... that will require thought. How to crystalise - or ice - them and still have them be able to function."

 

She read the report that he handed to her, pondering the results and finding it interesting. It would take a very skilled Force user to do what she was thinking of doing. If the two of them could master it it would be something special. Alora grinned at Draken, sharing the thought through their bond.

 

==

 

The workers continued on the fortress. It would be soon completed. They were using a special technique to melt into the rock so that the walls were smooth. Various rooms, dungeons and a labratory were built below in the rock while in the above Fortress everything luxurous was built and installed.

[darth shadowlord]

"Very intriging. I wonder if it would be possible to to twist the ability to allow them to be able to move? It could have quite a few uses. Especially near Jedi, since crystal can hold a electronic signal so we could load thier bodies with explosives and then detonate them, thereby sending deadly shards of crystal flying everywhere."

 

Draken grinned as he pondered for a moment. "Thats to say nothing of the stautes we could make and the combat uses that could have. I mean suddenly send a stream of crystal shards at your opponent and see them attempt to dodge them."

[Alora]

Alora's violet eyes sparkled with all the prospects. They could have a great deal of fun with this skill...

 

"Yes... turn our soldiers to statues, then send them as a parcel to the Jedi... then reanimate them at the right moment. Wouldn't that be something..."

 

The workmen building the Fortress send Alora a comm, telling her that they were up to the finishing touches. Grinning, the Sith Mistress turns to Draken. "I'm going to inspect the Fortress. Do you wish to join me or learn more from the holocron?"

 

The Force was teasing her senses, giving her the urge to head back to Coruscant. She would inspect the Fortress then head to the city planet to seek out the subject the Force had shown her.

[darth shadowlord]

"Oh, it would be rather interesting to see. The jedi receiving a package containing what appeares to be a crystal statue commemerating their sacrifice during the most recent war, then when they unveil it, it explodes in a spray of deadly crystal shards. Hmm maybe several of them, one dressed as a starfighter pilot, one dressed as a regular ground soldier, one dressed as a jedi and the last as a ship crewman. Also send a crystal plaque with the words ""In Memory of Your Sacrifice"" engraved on the crystal."

 

Draken sent the image of what he was picturing through their bond to her as they walked toward the fortress. His image was vivid and detailed as he passed it on to her and could actually be accomplished rather easily all they would have to do would be to erase all traces of previous life forms. Once they did that, Draken knew of a method to age the crystal to make the crystal and not the statue look older, much older.

 

By making it appear older, they could fool the Jedi. Especially if they made it appear from a distant and very poor planet as their way of thanking the Jedi.