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Ishvara

System: Ishvara system

Orbital Position: Second of four

Moons: Three, Yoddha, Raaja, and Daana

Grid Coordinates: I 8

 

Physical Information

Class: Terrestrial

Atmosphere: Type 1 Breathable Oxygen Mix

Primary Terrain: Mountainous river valleys

Points of Interest:

Three Paths of Divinity Temple: While sacrificial temples are found throughout the inhabited zones of the planet, the Three Paths temple is the largest and most famous, with the most important rituals to honor and sustain the gods taking place on its steps. Like most Sith influenced architecture, the temple is pyramidal in shape, and encircled by massive obelisks.

Ruins of the False Heaven: A number of crashed alien ships from the failed attempts of a largely unknown species to become an interstellar empire. Their technology is unfamiliar but in line with an early intersystem traveling culture. The locals consider the shipwrecks to be forbidden ground.

Krath facilities and hidden caches: A number of Sith sorcerers have used the planet to store their work, materials, and projects, and the landscape is peppered with hidden and heavily secured sites for those that know where and how to look.

 

Societal Information

Indigenous Species: Humans

Immigrated Species: Unknown alien species(extinct)

Primary Language(s): Ishvaran, Sith

Faction Affiliation: Sith

 

Ishvara is a pre-spaceflight world that is used by the Sith as a means to harvest souls, although with the Sith Empire moving away from soul powered war machines, it is now more a source of newly minted jade coinage used by the Sith as a more prestigious form of currency and valuable resource for Krath sorcery. The Sith "liberated" the world from an alien invasion force that claimed to be gods, and in turn also claimed to be gods. They claimed that they were fighting a grand celestial war against demonic forces, and that they needed the aid of powerful mortal souls to fight alongside them. As far as the Ishvarans know, the people that they sacrifice are joining the warhosts of the divinities to save the galaxy from evil, and being chosen as a sacrifice or choosing to sacrifice oneself is considered a great honor. There are three paths to becoming worthy of joining the gods and goddesses in the great war, the path of the warrior, the path of the king, and the path of mage, each corresponding with one of Ishvara's three moons.

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::Ishvara has long been a planet under siege. Yet there are no fleets in the orbit or militaries marching through the streets, the siege is on the very soul of the native humans. The populace once practiced a diverse but gentle religion of gods and goddesses who protected the people. The priests were often Force adepts, and in other situations most likely would have become wise Jedi. The people prospered and were peaceful.

 

Then the aliens came.

 

Using superior technology to claim their place as gods, they planted the seeds of insurrection and overthrew the human governments, claiming that the old gods were demons, and twisting their images into the horrific and obscene. There have been small cults who still follow the old ways to this very day, but over time, the aliens' propaganda has twisted most of the cults into groups of dark ritualists who practice dark rituals and ceremonies. These invocations have brought the attention of Dagon to the planet, the Sith's most powerful sorceror. He seeks to liberate these people for his own aims, but what will be the cost?

 

The aliens actively seek out the heretical cults with a militaristic police called the Silver Inquisition, who ensure the loyalty of the populace and scourge any resistance. The aliens rule from giant floating cities which double as weapons platforms to subjugate the populace. Any who question their rule are cut down in swathes.::

 

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In deep orbit, the Starweaver winked into view from hyperspace, its occupants gathered around a holotable. Hartel stood proudly, his recent victory having placed him in a position of superiority in his mind. Kratos on the other hand was glaring at Hartel, his only comfort being that he would eventually once again face his rival. The third man, Pravus, was a mystery to the others, and quietly observed his surroundings. The table showed an image of the world beneath them slowly spinning.

 

Dagon himself stood unhelmeted for the first time in front of his apprentices, wearing his gunman armor, helmet clipped to the side of his belt.His eyes were a vibrant green and his hair was red, cut short for easy management. His skin was pale, as his personal labs often allowed very little if any sunlight, but not to the point of being an unhealthy looking complexion.::

 

This is the rim planet Ishvara, this is where you will learn the dark arts of the Sith. For some of you, this will be a test of your instincts, abilities, and strength. For others, it will be a test of your intelligence, cunning, and knowledge. You will rise to your given tasks or you will be cast aside. Death is acceptable, failure is not.

 

OOC((Rather than boring you with retarded little rock lifting tasks, I'm going to send you on real missions and over the course of those missions will tell you at certain points when you've become capable of new abilities.))

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Pravus listened to the man intently, then during the pause afterwards, knelt on his knee and spoke, "My life is in your hands, Master. Do with it what you will. I only ask to take my father's place as a Sith and continue his work."

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The Mandalorian stood at attention, his taste for blood had been quenched but only for a short amount of time. It was nearing a time for him to kill again, the memory of blood on his hands, on his blade, on his toungue was alluring making him crave it ever so. Yet he did nothing, stood at his master, his warrior poise struck and listened to his words.

 

His speech was very similar to that of a Mandalorian Protector trial, one which had tested Hartel beyond his thought capabilities, the same was soon to come.

 

The Mandalorian stood there and said nothing keeping his firm hold of position and looked inot his master's eyes, now was not his place to speak, for the Sith Master needed no reply from him just respect and the assurance that he had heard.

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Hartel and Kratos, your first mission will be to enter the planet's surface undetected, land, and sneak into a city to test the response time of the alien police forces. My only parameters for the mission are don't get caught and don't do or say anything that reveals you as off worlders. Failure in that regard will have severe consequences.

 

Pravus, I want you to quietly investigate the size and number of the underground cults here, and what their capabilities are as far as influence and potential for resistance.

 

::When Dagon received word that the imperial capital ship had arrived, he set a course for it and docked. Dagon tended to receive a different reception from imperials than most Sith. Whereas most Sith hold the lives of the imperial soldiers as inconsequential, to be cast aside on a whim, Dagon held their service and sacrifice in high regard. Dagon believed in the same thing they did, the greatness of an empire. Dagon often had worked in tandem with imperial forces, both on the field of battle and in the research labs. It was his work that had lead to the creation of the Pariah gene and most of the empire's more advanced weapons. All of this lead to him having earned the respect of the imperial war machine, rather than having to squeeze loyalty out of them through fear.

 

Upon docking he met with the captain of the ship and his command team. After sharing a meal, they conversed on politics and the state of affairs in the galaxy. Dagon was not always a Sith and he was well versed in the finer points of ettiquete and conversation. After a long period of small talk, Dagon proposed working on a new project, something that would benefit both the Sith and the Empire. With the captain's blessing, he began constructing the framework for a new set of armor, laced with crystaline pathways and inscribed with powerful runes. It would take the full breadth of his knowledge to create the prototype of this weapon and armor.::

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Remaining kneeling, Pravus put his fist to his chest and said, "As you command, my Lord." Waiting for the slightest of nods from the older man, he got up and began his mission.

 

After getting a pack together that included changes of clothes, a holocorder, rations, and other various items, he entered the garage. He noticed a refurbished AT-RT in the corner and asked the technician about it. It was retro-fitted with sound dampeners that made the vehicle practically silent in its movement. Aside from the repeating blaster in the nose of the vehicle, a grenade-launcher was placed underneath.

 

"I shall take this on my mission," he told the tech. "Inform Lord Dagon of my departure."

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Hartel watched as the foolish other apprentice moved to the nearest vehicle. It was apparent that the words of being inconspicuous did not ring in his ears and being stealthy is not rolling up to an alien town with an AT-RT frightening the people. Hartel chose a better path and one which would not reveal his presence in such an obvious way. And so he began to move on foot toward the alien city.

 

Wheter they were known as Ishvara or Ishvarans Hartel did not know. Yet this would not matter as of yet. John did hold in his iventory a universal translator allowing him to assimilate anything the Aliens were saying. Hartel looked to his armor and noticed that it would be clearly unkown to them. This was a dangerous mission to embark upon yet John would do it, heeding his master's call.

 

John began to move quietly and silently slipping into the Ishvaran Sunset knowing it would not be the last he saw on this task.

 

((I am going to use my Jetpack to reach the city...later if you were wondering why i was walking))

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Landing on the planet's surface, the mysterious cloaked figure once again exitted his ship. His two hounds followed him at a distance as he headed into a small town. It was inevitable that he got plenty of stares as he crossed town and entered a near-by cantina. Although no pets were allow, no one seemed to question the intrusion of his two vornskyrs. In fact, people seemed to go out of their way to keep their distance.

 

It's just as well. I'm not here to make friends. I'm here to meet someone important.

 

Sitting at a table in the far back corner, the figure waited as his beasts slept beside him. It was only a matter of time...

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Pravus drove the AT-RT silently through the overgrown forest on his way to what his censors indicated being a small town. He stopped outside the town and continued in using the well-walked pathway. People eyed him warily. Apparently they weren't used to strangers deep in the overgrowth.

 

Standing in what could've been considered the town square, he spoke with a loud voice, "I seek information only. I wish no harm to any being." Most people gathered the children and went indoors. While watching the people hide from him, he noticed one twitchy character motioning for him to follow.

 

After going inside his small, yet well-lit home, he shut the door and said, "Name's Hilic. Who're you?"

 

"I am called Pravus," the Sith replied. "As I said, I am only seeking information. I need to know where to find the two cults on this forsaken planet."

 

"The cults?" he asked tilting his head. "Why do you want to get involved with them? They worship evil figures, Pravus. Evil."

 

"It matter not who they worship," Pravus replied impatiently. His impatience must have shown for the other man cowed down in his chair. "Now, can you tell me where to find them or not?"

 

"Yup, I can tell you," he said with a smirk, then added, "For a price..."

 

"How about your life?" Pravus answered, making the man cringe. "I'll also throw in two-hundred credits for your troubles." He held up the credit-chit and raised his eyebrows.

 

Hilic went to his terminal and typed up some information, putting it on a data-disk. He dropped the disk into Pravus's hand while swiping the credit-chit at the same time. "Pleasure doing business with you," he said with that knowing smirk.

 

Sensing his plans were in danger, Pravus imagined the man's blood boiling, until suddenly Hilic's eyes, ears and nose began to bleed. Pravus grabbed the credit-chit from the mans spasming fingers and said, "You were going to betray me to the cults. I can not allow that. You will die slowly and painfully from a brain hemorrhage since you were greedy. I have no pity for you."

 

With that, Pravus walked out of the home and out of the town. Getting back on his AT-RT, he inserted the data-disk and downloaded the contents. Two blips now blinked on his screen. Hopefully, this information is acurate, Pravus thought as he put the AT-RT into motion.

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:: Dagon suddenly sensed a presence and activated his comm.::

 

Captain, I require an escort to the surface, low profile.

 

::A few moments later the workshop door opened and a giant of a man stepped into the room, ducking to avoid hitting the door lip. He reported in as TK-1185, and stated that he was here to assist on Dagon's mission. Together, the two men descended planetside in a shuttle that landed a distance outside of town. The pair disembarked and entered town inconspicuously. Wordlessly Dagon posted TK-1185 at the entrance to a cantina and entered alone.::

 

You took quite a risk coming here.

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There was some movement outside. Within a few more seconds, another figure entered, this one heading for the alien's table. Reaching him, the man spoke.

 

The cloaked figure smirkly replied, "It wasn't as much of a risk as you might imagine. But either way, it was worth it. I'm glad to finally meet you. For the time being, you can call me Dethblow. Take a load off, have a seat. I'm sure we have much to discuss."

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((Sorry for not posting in forever but with considerable...consideration, I have decided to have this Character help renew the reformed Jedi Order. Nothing personal Dagon or Stephen...just a choice for this character))

 

It did not take long for Hartel to reach a small nomad settlement on the far reaches of the Ishavaran valley. Hartel, his bloodlust rising moved swiftly into the village the intent to kill rising within his soul. It was of no consequence his thirst for blood would soon be quenched if not by an Ishvaran through other means. Hartel licked his lips in anticipation and his Green eyes boldly turned a deep red...the hunger burning deep.

 

Hartel rushed into the village much like a cheetah runs after its prey hoarding them all in a group and then selecting the weakest to devour. The men and women began to scream as Hartel's war cry's echoed i the night and he, blasters risen and shooting in the very huts these people lived in made his desires a reality.

 

Soon he found the eldest of the group and confrnted him his blaster raised into his neck and speaking in Mando'a unkowingly demanded to know how to find the castaways, outcasts, exiles. Of course the man would know not what Hartel spoke of which only made him more furious and more bloodthirsty.

 

And then, looking into the eyes of his captive John realized what a terrible mistake he had made, he, Lord of the Mandalorians, had stooped to a lowly life of bloodthirsty killing, senseless, and evil. No he would not turn down that path and with that John looked at his armor.

 

What have I become?

 

John stripped off his armor it was tainted with his evil, his fury, and his horrible past. His Mandalorian armor remained beneath it and John ran for it stealing the nearest ship and made his way for deep space.

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Indeed we do. I see now, the hand of an artificier on your flesh. Your first lessons here apprentice will be direct tests of your ability. As you advance, you'll find yourself more and more removed from the task and relying on your subordinates to complete it. Such is the nature of command. Furthermore, the tasks you will face will change you, physically, mentally, and spiritually, are you ready to face change?

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Kratos understood the task at hand that his Master had given him. He knew he would be getting closer to his dream to become a powerful sith lord. He would do anything possible to make sure he would not fail or die while completing the mission. Instead of taking a ship he decided to use a more sensible way of stealth and transportation for this task. He would walk his way to the city. He knew that the sound from a vehicle would be heard from a distance so he would not bother with it. He ended up walking in the direction of the city. It was not in his distance of sight but he knew if he pressed on he would soon see it.

 

Kratos now decided to start running through the tall trees that blocked the sunlight. The sun could be shone in little patches and looked wierd as he started to run. He soon reached a small river that was in his way of the city. It was a long ide river that looked like it had a strong current. Kratos decided to run and jump it. Maybe using the extra speed he had with his suit he could clear the river with out being dragged by the river.

 

He noticed a long branch that stuck out from one of the trees. The branch was hanging over the river. Kratos ran and jumped up to grab it to swing successfully across the river. But something unexpected happened. The branch cracked and snapped as the weight from the apprentice was too great for it to hold. Luckily he remembered that his suit had a jet pack in it. Kratos gracefully made it across. He could not think of why he did not do it it in the first place. Once again he started to run toward the city.

 

He noticed that the forest started to widen out a bit as he got closer to the city. He could tell that he was almost there. He noticed the the ground also began to be filled with large roots.

 

Kratos noticed that he was getting close so he started to walk instead of running. There were so many roots that he could feel now underneath him. Kratos had stepped on one wrong and had fallen to the ground. He hit his ankle on one of the roots pretty hard. He could feel the vibrations of the impact from the fall. It was a good thing he was wearing armor.

 

Kratos then got up and felt foolish with himself and began to press onward. He could feel that he was almost there. He knew he was close but he did not see anything in view that looked like a city. Kratos would keep going until he came to the city. He would not fail his Master nore die.

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The first step in any plan is to know who and what you're dealing with. While my other apprentices deal with the physical and mental aspects of this phase, you will deal with the spiritual aspect. Religion has played a major part in the past of this world, and false gods rule it presently. It is in the nature of man to define the unknown even if it is beyond description, and therein lies the key to manipulating any faith. Locate any descriptions of the pantheon, from the alien enforced demonizations to the old texts that have survived censorship. Once this is done, you and I will examine the texts and I will test your competence on how best to succeed.

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Kratos understood what his master was telling him for his mission to be successful. He now was in view of the large city in the dense forest of Ishvara. He decided to round the city to the left instead of just walking in. He crouched down as he walked stealthly around to find a secrective entrance inside the city. Kratos found a lttle break in the fence that surrounded the place. It was just big enought for him to squeeze through. It had looked like it went through to the back of a house. He barely got through and now he was hiding behind a building peering around the corners to see if anyone was closeby.

 

There were aliens all around in what looked like a town square. Kratos could see that markets were out in the open so he figured it was some kind of square where trading took place.

 

Then at that very moment someone was coming to the back of the building where Kratos was. He quickly rolled to the other side of another building to get out of site from the being. Kratos barely made it without being seen. He was sure that he was a goner. There was a back door that the alien had gone through. He figured that he would follow the alien to see if there was anyway he could get deeper into the city from a stronghold which was the house.

 

Kratos drew his sword and readied himself for what he was about to do next. He slowly approached the door that was left open from the alen who just entered. Kratos could see a nearby barrel and crouched his way to it inside. he was now behind one of three beings. Kratos took his vibroblade and struvk the alien in the back of the leg. the alien let out a short cry then Kratos stood up and chopped of his head.

 

the other two aliens now had there eye on the sith apprentice who now stood before them. They pulled out weapons that Kratos had no idea what they were. They were now pointed at Kratos. He quickly jumped to the side back behind another piece of furniture to dodge the tream of blasts.

 

Kratos had gotten hit but it did not affect him so much becasue he was wearing his suit of armor. He now did not know what to do. Either he stood up and faced the aliens and probably die. Or he stay ther and wait to think of a genius plan without disrupting anyone else.

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Darth Pravus returned to the landing grid and requested his walker be replaced by a speeder, a highly modified blaster whose requirements he uploaded, a plug in surveillance module for his armor, and an interrogation kit to be delivered forthwith.

 

Imperial discipline insured the items were delivered from the Hell's Wrath quickly. Pravus thanked the Imperial crew for their efficiency before selecting his gear.

 

A gnarled hand grasped his shoulder as he turned to leave. He half-turned, wondering about the identity of whom was touching him. A face, grizzled from years of loyal service stared back at him, hardly flinching at all.

 

”œChief Rennick, Sir.”

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The figure nodded. Such manipulation was easily more powerful than both mental and physical aspects combined because it could encompass much more. With the right information and manipulation, the figure realized that he could become a God or Devil of the people.

 

However, the personage thought of one area the other person had failed to mention. There was one other very powerful way to gain such knowledge. And it was often far better than searching for hidden texts; it was word of mouth. There was bound to be someone that knew the stories. Someone that could tell him all the tales. A wiseman, a shaman, a leader, or someone else should know about the spirituality that drives the populus.

 

Once he had learned all the tales, it would be a simple matter of recreating himself within the confines of such myths. In essense, giving himself Godship. The road to Godship had begun.

 

Rising from the table the figure nodded, "Very well. I accept your assignment. Do you have an suggestions on where I should begin? Otherwise, I will get started. I imagine you will train me in ways of the force as we go?"

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OOC((If you wish to continue being my apprentice, Praavus, I strongly advise that you read the planet description, your mission description, and the previous posts by this character. Upon doing so edit your post so that it doesn't go against all of those things. If you're having trouble, PM me.))

 

Focus for now on the written word, oration means people and people means witnesses. As your command of the Force grows, your ability to move unseen will allow new options to open up.

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Kratos knew that he was now in trouble. Then he thought of something that he could do to get past the two aliens that were aiming at him. He would try and use the Force to get pass the two and then kill them from behind. Kratos got up and Force ran to get closer to the aliens. The aliens had seen this move and started to fire upon the Sith apprentice. Now he was behind like a large chair that shielded him from the blasts.

 

The run using the Force was successful. He couldnt believe that he just used the Force. He could feel himself getting closer to becoming a Sith Lord everytime he learned something new.

 

Now Kratos was closer to the aliens more than he was before. If he jumped up with his vibroblade he could probably make a good attack. But did not want to risk attracting more attention to himself. He decided to use his suits power to emit a projection og himself to distract them. Kratos put the projection behind the aliens so they would turn around. The plan had worked. Kratos creeped up behind them with his vibroblade and beheaded the aliens.

 

Their head fell to the ground as well as their bodies. Kratos put his sword back in his arsenal. then he crouched near the front door. He pushed it open with his hand the hid against the wall. Kratos saw many aliens out and about has they wandered their city.

 

Kratos noticed a barrel to the side of the door. He crouched his way there without being seen. Now it was his time to act. Maybe he could use the Force to maybe enhance his strength. He thought real hard about the Force and gaining more strength. All of a sudden he felt overwelmed with energy.

 

He noticed a group of aliens. It looked about as if there were five of them huddled to gether. Kratos ran out with his vibroblade in hand and severed their bodies.

 

All of a sudden a swarm of aliens started running after Kratos. They all had their weapons drawn and looked ready to fire at any moment. Kratos thought of something fast. he put a projection of wear he was standing then shot his real self up using his power boosters in his suit. Kratos flew out of the city unharmed. He noticed that the aliens were still firing at the projection. Kratos deactivated it as soon as he was outg the city. He decided to send a COMM to his master.

 

COMM:Master Dagon I have completed the mission. I am on my way back to the ship:END COMM.

 

Kratos landed back to the ship and waited for his Master.

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::With his newest apprentice sent off on his mission, Dagon left the planet surface for the ship in orbit. His first stop was at the ship's firing range, where once again he honed his skills with firearms, one of the many peculiar traits he possessed that set him apart from his brothers. After a couple of hours of range time and cleaning his weapons, Dagon returned to his own ship, in the hangar of the Star Destroyer. Entering his personal quarters, Dagon removed his robes and soaked in the warm water torrent of a refresher, running his hands through his red hair to remove the filth of the city from his scalp.

 

Dressing in a body glove and some training robes, Dagon relaxed on his bed as he awaited for his apprentices to report in. The first report came from Kratos, who Dagon ordered to report in to him on the Starweaver.::

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Kratos walked in to the Starweaver as his Master had instructed. He followed his Master's pressense and was now infront off Master Dagon.

 

"I have completed my mission Master."

 

Kratos bowed before Dagon to show respect off his Master. He now waited for his Master to respond.

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Kojoka was about to land when he saw what looked to be two sith fighting. Kojoka landed and got out of his a wing and watched as the suspence was building. kojoka thought to him self "maybe this is the guy to train me, I have been waiting for so long."

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((ooc)) if this post isn't good enough, let's chat about what you need. Thanks.

 

((ic))

Darth Pravus awoke from a hazy nightmare as the sun set and reflected how he had come to this point. In it, he had acted the brutal Sith warrior, directly in contrast to the course he had started on.

 

He had examined the data he had gleaned from the now deceased alien informant as he drove away from the town into the rural landscape. At a clearing a short distance from the first target, he stepped from the walker and walked through the underbrush and up a low rise until he could safely and stealthily observe the gathering the information had said was to take place here.

 

Once he had settled in, he lay motionless throughout the entire afternoon. Sweat soon permeated his clothes in the heat, while the local insect population began to annoy him. He bore the burden stoically until a twelve legged creeper slid down the front of his shirt front and began dining on him. Angered, but unwilling to move lest he reveal his position to the natives, he found a moment of pure emotional focus.

 

The pulsing life that was the crawler was instantly and ruthless crushed. A dark joy seized his soul when he killed it, yet somehow he knew the brutal reaction was beneath him. He had a destiny that was above crude force. Still, the brief force projection had convinced the worst of the local insect population to leave him alone.

 

Long after the sun had set forth, Darth Pravus still lay waiting. The night was filled with the sounds of the its denizens moving about, calling to each other, and occasionally dying. Eventually, he found himself dozing off again. As he fought against his eye's efforts to droop closed, his anger rekindled upon itself and he felt strength flood him.

 

His awareness returned in time to warn him of the stillness that had overtaken the land at the approach of several humanoids. Pravus stopped breathing, somehow knowing that these primitives would kill him without remorse.

 

The gathering of humanoids soon numbered near fifty. Swiftly, they cleared a circle among the forest and erected a crude altar in its middle. Pravus watched, listened, and gradually realized that something special was occurring in this place. The event had, from the accents evident in some of the conversations, attracted adherents from quite a distance. He gathered that for the cultists, it was a huge gathering.

 

Eventually, silence descended upon the clearing again. Pravus watched as a heavily robed human approached the altar. Behind him followed a pair of what he took to be lesser priests or acolytes followed by a bound prisoner. The prisoner was obviously an alien and in terror for its life. He reveled in the bared emotion.

 

((ooc)) editted to diminish the cultist power and numbers.

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OOC((My only problem with it is the scale. You seem to keep attributing huge numbers and power to this cult, which is a secret society. Think small groups of ten to fifteen people hiding in cellars and secret rooms to practice their faith. It will be the imperial army that does the actual liberating of the planet, but simply liberating the planet is not our goal, such base objectives are for the Jedi.))

 

::Dagon scanned over the information sent by his apprentice and filed it accordingly on his PDA.::

 

I have a new mission for you, Kratos. One that makes use of your... talents. I want you to return planetside and start butchering human believers of the alien's state religion. Do not allow yourself to be discovered, but make the manner of their deaths both personal and horrifying.

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Kratos accepted his the mission his master had just given him. He would make the humans suffer. He could hardly wait to kill and to hear the screams of agony and death. Kratos walked out of Dagon's ship and looked across the large forest of Ishvara that lay before him. He started walking in a direction of where he could feel a presence in the Force which was recognized as a group of humans as Kratos had suggested. Every few yards Kratos would stop and conceal himslef behind a large tree. There he would wait and see if he could hear anything close by. He did not want to reveal himself just yet.

 

Kratos was now getting closer and closer to the presence that it felt like they could be around the corner. It was a strange feeling trying to feel a being through the Force. Kratos had never fully expierenced it before. It felt kind of good to him.

 

Then he saw someone walking in his direction. Kratos quickly rolled behind a nearby tree. He did not make a sound. It was so quiet that he could hear the exact footsteps of the man walking.

 

Kratos peered around the corner to see where the man was located. He was approximatly 10 yards away from the tree that concealed Kratos. He got a good look at the man. He was rugged and looked like he hadnt bathed in weeks. Then Kratos noticed that the man had a blaster drawn. He must have heard an animal or something. Kratos made sure that no one could hear him.

 

Then Kratos quietly took his vibroblade from his belt and held it close to him. Now the man was 2 feet away from the tree. Kratos was nowing inducing the fear that would fuel him to make a quick swipe without a loud noise. the fear had taken over him as Kratos jumped up and decapitated the man.

 

Kratos could hear the sound of the sword making contact with his organs an his bones. the man fell to the ground. Blood was everywhere. It stained the ground which made it look like an actual pond of blood. That was how much space the blood took up on the ground.

 

Kratos then stared crouching to the trees now. He got real low so brush could shield him from sight. His heart was racing. He could hear the thump in his chest as well as clearly feel it.

 

The killing of the man made Kratos feel good. He liked the view of death and the sound of bones and tissue snapping. He liked the way a body would fall to the ground after it had just died. But what he liked most of all was the beings expression on its face after it had just been killed. that was what fueled Kratos to the fullest. The site of a killed being.

 

Now Kratos could see the men huddled together in a group looking like they were haveing a grand old time. Too bad they would not live to see tomorrow. Kratos would have them killed in a matter of minutes. He then waited behind a tree next to the men waiting till he thought of a plan of how to kill the men.

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