Serenno

[Traven]

Traven knelt infront of Draken and said

"Welcome back"

"What is the 2nd task you have set for me master?"

[darth shadowlord]

Draken looked at Traven and pondered for a moment. How could he test his apprentice. Hmm, what could he use? Wait what about Korriban, he could send his apprentice there. Let him pick between three choices, he could walk through the front door and fight his way through the creatures, he could use the stealthy approach and sneak into recover the holocron, or he could use knowledge to find a way to bypass the creatures and retreive the holocron.

 

"Here is your task, you are to go to Korriban, to the tomb of Markos Ragnos. There is a holocron that I wish to study. You are to retreive it for me, then use the force to find me, I will tell you this much Iwill not be on Serenno. You will have three choice of how to retreive the holocron. Fight your way through the tomb by means of the front door, use stealth to retrive the holocron, or use your knowledge to get to the holocron. You will find that I dont not teach as far as teaching goes, I will instruct you. You will learn everything that I have to offer from trying it yourself. This is a test for me to show me how to train you, be it Warrior, Assassin, or finally the Sorcerer. Here is the hyperspace route, now be gone on your task. A ship is already prepared for you in the hanger bay."

 

Draken turned and headed to the hanger bay and boarded his ship. A short time later, he flew off into sapce and moments later, jumped into hyperspace.

[Traven]

Traven moving out of the building to the hanger,

Got in the ship His master had put out for him, and took off for Korriban.

[darth shadowlord]

The Grand Duke landed back on Serenno once again and a royal escort almost was waiting for them to disembark from the ship. Draken lowered the ramp and slowly opened the door, the guards snapping to attention and falling into a percise formation of an honor guard.

 

Draken smiled and held out his arm for Alora. "Welcome to the planet of Serenno." He led her into the palace and to his enormous chambers and removed several suits from the walk-in closet. "Perhaps you could help me pick a suit out for the wedding?"

 

The first suit was a black satin suit with a red silk shirt, he hung it up by the door so that she could look at it then removed the other suit from the closet and held it up for her to observe. It was a white satin suit with a black silk shirt. Each sleeve had the crest of Serenno embroidered on it with black thread, the suit looked quite stunning. Draken after looking at it wasn't quite sure why he hadn't worn it yet.

[Vladimir Faust]

A comm, based in heavily encrypted channels and is otherwise untracable, reaches the Count of Serreno, bearing the signal markings of troops loyal to Vladimir Faust and under his delegated authority. The communique, classified under the highest authority is delivered to the Count's ears alone, certain to please him.

[Alora]

Alora had admired the ship as Draken had led her to the bedroom, reclining back while he flew them to Serenno. As they arrived, she took his arm as he held it out to her, walking beside him into the palace, admiring the scenery as he led her to his chambers.

 

"You have a lovely place here Drak. Very nice."

 

She turned back from the window she was looking out of when he began to look through his suits. They were all very well made and she was sure he would look handsome in them all. The white suit with black shirt was nice, but then, so was the black with red. Her hand lifted the sleeve of the white suit, inspecting the detail of the crest that was embroidered on it.

 

"Hmmm very nice indeed. I like your tailor."

 

The decision would ultimately be his. Alora wasn't even letting on about what colour her dress was, keeping the details of Sirvani's side of the wedding party secret.

 

When the comm chirped, Alora moved back over towards the window to give Draken some privacy as he listened to it.

[Count Teema]

Waxing, washing, polishing....all of the droids in the Imperial Embassy were activated and hard at work. The Great Eye of Serenno needed to be spotless for the coming guests. They were Imperial dignitaries from all parts of the Galaxy. They were coming here, as statesmen and representatives, to debate various issues pertaining to the Galactic Empire. The Embassy, therefore, would serve as an interim meeting place until a permanent location for the Assembaly could be agreed upon.

 

Count Teema, a distinguished diplomat himself, was delighted to host the event. Soon his honorable guests would be arriving, and when they did, he had informed his various greeting parites to escort the delegates to The Confrence Room. It would be there that the political body of the Empire would formally establish itself.

 

Teema sat patiently in the Confrence Room, waiting for the first of his peers to arrive.

[Sasori]

With a roaring thunder the YT-1300 named the Prometheus exited out of hyperspace above the blissful planet of Serenno. The place looked peaceful even from this largely out of bounds area. But the master of the ship pressed on leadign it toward the surface of the capital city. He was most intrigued with this information on the formation of the Imperial Senate and he was rather hoping he would enjoy himself while enterign the political jungle of the universe. Also, the force had sent him here for some reason, he could not explain it but they spoke to him telling him of fortune upon the planet of Serenno.

 

Nokrt landed the ship right below a massive structure and palace hiding in anyway possible his massive black YT-1300 from view. The Chiss had grown fond of this freighter and it suited his needs quite nicely.

 

Standing up he exited his ship with grace and entered the building his black cloak whipping in the slight breeze of the Serenno world. This continued to go until her entered the palace before him in which the breeze stopped and only the drifting of Nokrt's feet allowed the thing any movement at all.

 

The Chiss continued his movement guided by the force to the Senate chambers. However the force was misleading him, purposefully.

 

After a few moments the Chiss appeared in front of a huge door which he could only guess was the Senate chambers. He looked to his left and then he saw her, her hair was fair, her body was as louscious as in his vision, it was her, the Sith Master of his dream. Nokrt was transifxed upon her, she was so beautiful nd eventually the chiss found himself moving toward her, no indication however of his gawking.

 

"You were the woman in my dream," Nokrt said as he approached the beautiful woman feeling a bit abashed that he had just said those words but in a way that the context could be derived wrongly from it. Perhpas she knew of this dream as well. Nokrt could only guess. But he had to have her as a master, it was his path, he could feel it.

 

((The woman is Alora btw))

[Alora]

Alora turned from the window towards Draken's personal Chamber doors as they opened, seeing the Chiss wander in, feeling his eyes on her with every step he took. She turned to face him, her golden hair bouncing around her shoulders before she flipped it so it fell down her back instead. Her violet eyes flashed as they looked over him, a delicate eyebrow raising as she queried,

 

"A dream?" A mischievous smile appeared on her face, "Are you lost perhaps? This is Count Shadowlord's personal Chambers... or were you wishing to speak with him?"

[Sasori]

Nokrt shook his head in disbelief that he had stumbled upon Shadowlord's, who he had met a couple times before, personal chambers. But he was not lost at least he did not feel it.

 

"For the first time mi lady, I feel as if I am found," said the Chiss eloquently with every aspect of manner and dignity that he was taught under the tutelage of the CEDF Youth Academy.

[Alora]

Alora looked him over again, the spark of mischief still in her eyes.

 

"If you'll excuse me a moment Drak, I'll show this fellow out..."

 

She gave Draken a wink before she turned back towards the blue man in front of her. She was intrigued at this dream he had mentioned. Stepping towards him she motioned with a graceful movement of her arm for him to proceed her out of Draken's Chambers.

 

"I don't believe I caught your name. I'm Alora."

[Sasori]

The way the woman moved was in the exact same intruiging grace Nokrt had remembered fondly from his dream. He did not know why but watching the sway of a woman's hips always made him much more in a mood than most anything else upon a woman. Nokrt looked to her as she guided him out of the chmabers, whether or not she would slam the door in his face remained to be seen.

 

But she did not. The tiny interest in Nokrt's dream must still reside in her mind as it dwells on Nokrt's entire being. He allowed his eyes to dwell upon hers, he could see his red glow in the milky white of hers and he found himself transfixed upon them.

 

"I am commonly called Nokrt by non-Chiss madame."

[Alora]

Alora closed the distance between them, her hand resting lightly on his arm, her finger tracing a pattern on his blue skin.

 

"So Nokrt... what brings you here? It can't have only been because of a dream?"

 

They had walked down the corridor and were now in a secluded courtyard. Draken would know that she would be up to her old tricks again as soon as she winked at him.

[Sasori]

Nokrt stood there for a moment, perplexed at the finger which seemed to be forming a series of concentric circles upon his arm. This sort of behaviour was one the Sith Lord was not familiar with and therefore did nothing but allow it to continue, the tingle of her gentle touch rippling throughout his entire body.

 

"It was not just a dream, but a vision I had during a dream. I was sitting on the balcony of an elegant apartment, it was in a city, could have been Coruscant or Corellia if I judge it by the structures, and you were there as well, casting a spell over me with a sexy bodysuit which made my lip curl in the taunt of tearing it from you. But you were not some mere nymphomaniac. No. You were much more."

 

Nokrt paused at a moment and looked into the beautiful eyes of his enchantress before he continued once more.

 

"I was a student of yours study under you to prepare for my Master Trials in this dream, I addressed you as master and treated you with the utmost respect. After I awoke I knew I had to have you and so here I am, and I have found the woman of my dream."

 

Nokrt now braved a light touch upon the top of the finger which grazed his own arm, not taking his eyes of Alora. She was wondrous.

[Alora]

"Interesting dream... so... you wish for me to be your Master... what prey tell, do you wish for me to teach you?"

 

Her violet eyes sparkled as she let her finger trace up his arm to his jawline, lightly following the line of his jaw until she tapped it gently on his lips.

[Sasori]

As the finger glided over his lips Nokrt felt himself in a trance, he wanted her, not out of love or sentimentalism, but for lust. He wanted her at this very moment alone with him. Nokrt decided to start off by opening his mouth when the finger placed itself upon his lips, he allowed it to enter his mouth where he gently sucked on it. His eyes still intensely upon Alora's.

 

"If there is but one thing you can teach me mistress, I am willing to learn it," he said passionately as he let the finger fall from his mouth and rest on his chin.

 

Nokrt placed his left hand upon her hip, it was more fabulous than he could of imagined, she had a perfect structure. She was not bony, but she was smooth soft and Nokrt could not wait to be able to further examine here exemplary anatomy. He pulled her in closer to him so that heir faces were no closer than 3 inches from touching each other. Nokrt could from this point feel her breasts press against his chest.

 

"What a fabulous sensation!" thought the Sith Lord as he could feel their entire form against him and he was growing to be rather fond by his predicament.

[Alora]

"So, you want me to teach you... that could be interesting. I have a wedding to go to at the Golden Link Casino. I'm sure you have something that drew you here... other than me. I'll have to leave soon as Draken is ready... though if you wish to find me afterwards..."

 

She left that hanging, wondering if he wanted to find her afterwards. She didn't know if he wanted to do anything now... she wouldn't have time for any... specialised training just yet...

[Sasori]

"Do not worry mi lady, I will wait for you here until you return. There is something that brought me here but it appears that I am early...so if perhaps you had any time on your hands before the wedding, i'm sure you could find something to instruct me in before you must go."

 

Nokrts eyes were burning with dezise, the red glow was more vibrant than ever before creating a red hue upon everything in his sight. He wanted her more than he could describe.

[darth shadowlord]

Draken turned after replaying the comm several times and looked around. There standing at his door was a Chiss. He grimaced and turned away. What was his planet coming to, if it wasn't annoying apprentices then it was freaks not just invading his planet, but now they were invading his personal chambers. He stood up and signalled to his servants to carry both of his suits to his ship.

 

He then left his room and went out after the Chiss, he was no longer in the best of moods. He strode quickly through the palace, the servants and guards jumping out of his way. His anger was building quickly which was quite unusual for him now. His eyes were now balls of seething black flames. He snarled and the door in front of him crumpled and flew to the side.

 

" Actually, if you don't get out of my palace, the only thing they will be calling you, is dead. I can stand people walking into my Palace unwelcomed, but when a creature walks into my personal chambers unannounced, then it is time to teach some manners to the uneducated savage that is standing on my planet in my Palace. "

 

He threw out his hand, calling forth force lightning and catching Norkt in the eyes with the voltage, blinding him for a short time allowing for the palace guards to throw him from the palace. Draken turned and spit on the ground. "Foul Chiss! My apologies Alora, I shouldn't have let my anger free in such a manner. When would you perfer to leave?"

[Alora]

Later Nokrt... you'll have to come and find me... The silent message was sent, Alora not willing to encourage Draken's rage just then. It was exciting to see for her, though with the wedding imminant, it wasn't wise to dally for too much longer. She knew that there would be no permanant damage, though she'd prefer that Nokrt come find her anywhere else except for Serenno given Draken's feelings towards other races. She herself didn't care, as long as she could... get what she wanted... besides, Nokrt intrigued her with this dream. One she wished to find out more about. She may be referred to as a nymphomaniac, though she was one to 'play with her toys' before getting down to business.

 

Alora turned her attention back to Draken once Nokrt had been removed.

 

"I am ready whenever you are my dear. Shall we?"

 

She indicated for him to take her arm to escort her to his ship.

[Sasori]

Nokrt stood up clealry abashed at Draken's hateful response to him. He was obviously a hater of non-humans which Nokrt had indured before as his own master as an apprentice hated him for such. The shock of the electricity was over at last but the pain he would remember. However, this Chiss was a civilized being. His kind were usually a largely respected race within Imperial borders, mostly because of Thrawn's exploits, so Nokrt knew his time in the Senate would be much easier.

 

"Excuse me Master Draken, I was looking for a place where the Imperial Senate was supposed to be held. It was not my intention to intrude upon your hospitality any more than I had to."

 

This Chiss paused and stood to his full height allowing his red eyes to glow into Draken's.

 

"It was your mistress here that sparked my interest Master, the Force had called me to her and being the man I am I followed its advice. But I shall be on my way now. I hope we do meet again someday Master Draken, perhaps then we can be more civilized towards each other."

 

The Chiss finished his eloquent speech giving a wink to Alora, he then exited the room without making another look back at the two Sith he did not wish to be attacked by Draken's fury once more.

 

It took only moments before Nokrt found himself in front of the a large circular building, which must be the chosen place for the impromptu Senate meeting. Nokrt awaited by the door for a moment then entered inside. He spotted a man who looked to have extreme purpose within him for this meeting ((COUNT TEEMA)). Nokrt moved up to him in a stately manner and extended his hand.

 

"Greetings, I am Lord Nokrt, and who might you be?"

[darth shadowlord]

"Just one moment Alora. I have a small matter to attend to first." Draken stepped to the side and opened a comm to Norkt.

 

--Comm--"I offer my apologies for my previous actions"--End Comm--

 

He tucked away his comm link and turned back to Alora. "Indeed we shall." He linked her arm through his and slowly lead her back to his ship. He fired the ship up and slowly guided it into space. It was still sometime before the had to be at the casino.

 

Perhaps he could brush up on his sabre forms while they travelled. He stood up and walked from the cockpit to his or now Alora's room. Tapping on the door, he entered and looked at her. "Are you up for a bit of a workout?" He grinned slyly and twirled his sabre hilt. "Just like on Vernza Torrah."

[Sasori]

Nokrt was however interrupted by a comm from a distant Sith Master. He had no time to doddle in this Senate now. This was of the utmost importance and Count Teema, being a proper gentleman surely would understand his absence. Nokrt bid him farewell and embarked on his ship speeding off into space to his required destination in haste.

[Vladimir Faust]

The troops carrying Achzet, having carefully searched, disarmed and stunned him into submission, enter a small side chamber for the count's palace on Serreno, wheeling Achzet in the hovering prison of a universal energy cage. There, they await the arrival of the Count and the final dispensation of their prisoner.

 

Achzet's ship was sold for scrap and the proceeds directly entered into Faust's private expendature account.

[Alora]

The Grand Duke returned to Serenno, it's occupants grinning to each other in anticipation of the torturing of the prisoner that had been delivered there.

 

"I should get changed my dear, before we land. I'm looking forward to this. He's not going to get away with what he did to you..."

 

Almost gleefully she rubbed her hands together as she headed back to the bedroom to redress in something... suitable for the next activity. Being that she hadn't changed out of her torn bodysuit it would be a good idea.

[darth shadowlord]

Draken smiled and headed to his chambers. He went straight to his closet and removed a black leather cloak. Next he removed a black satin shirt and a black pair of pants. He slowly pulled them on and removed a black set of mithril like gloves. The sheen of the gloves shifted in the light as he pulled them on. He smiled as he looked at them, he had crafted a second pair at the same time as he had crafted his own.

 

Lastly he pulled on his high polished boots and walked out of the chambers to meet with Alora, the gloves tucked into his belt. Finding her, he lightly touched her shoulder. "Alora, I have something for you."

 

He pulled the obsidian gloves from inside his cloak and passed them to her.

[Alora]

Alora stood there, dressed in a deep crimson red, lace body suit. It accentuated her figure perfectly, showing off her best features. She had teamed it with her black robes that were lined with a matching crimson, along with her thigh length black boots. Her golden hair was held back only with a black headband, otherwise it was loose.

 

The seductress looked Draken over, admiring how he looked dressed in black. She took the gloves off him, turning them over in her hands before pulling them on, seeing them fit perfectly to her.

 

"Very nice Drak. Thankyou."

 

She placed her hands on his shoulders, pressing her body against him as she kissed his lips.

 

"Lets have some fun!"

 

Her violet eyes were sparkling with mischief.

[darth shadowlord]

"Some fun mistress?" The sparkling in her eyes was matched by the sly sparkle in his eye. Draken smiled and kissed her back on the lips. he looked down at the gloves that she was now wearing.

 

"How do they fit you?"

 

He tucked his cloak back and offered her his arm as he motioned toward a black sinister doorway.

 

"Would you care to see the torture chamber. It had been built by Trism's father." He looked slightly sorry as he mentioned her name to Alora.

[Alora]

"They fit fine my dear"

 

She linked her arm through his, walking along with him as he escorted her through the Palace.

 

"I'd love to see the torture chamber."

 

Regarding his comment about Trism, she smiled at him,

 

"You know as well as I do that I'm not concerned about past loves dear. Besides, there will be many more lovers for the both of us... I don't expect you to be faithful. Not in our line of business dear"

 

The seductress caressed his face, grinning at him. There was no way she would remain faithful to just one man, it just wasn't in her nature any longer.

[darth shadowlord]

"You have a good point Alora. What is faithfulness anyway, something that the jedi thought up? It is of no real concern I guess, it is a portion of life that has passed. It is time to forget that which once happened, perhaps we should continue on to the matter at hand."

 

Draken led her down into the torture chamber. Deep under the palace they went, heading downward for nearly an hour. Finally they reached the bottom of the stairs. But just as they did the fifth step from the bottom gave way under Alora's heel. With a snap, the step broke in half catching her heel and pitching her forward.

 

As soon as the step snapped he leapt to the ground and threw out his arms. He caught her just before she would have hit the ground, saving her from a bruised face and a twisted ankle. "Sorry about that Alora, I hadnt checked those steps in sometime. Now I have the distinct pleasure of presenting you with the torture chamber."

 

The room was dimly lit and was about twenty square meters of space that was filled with various torture devices. He ran his hand lovingly over the crank of the rack, its cogs and chains were polished and lovingly cared for, the former king ahd loved his torture chamber. Each impliment of torture lay gleaming in its correct spot.