Well what did I tell you?

Not as big a turn out as I wanted, or as plan orientated, but this RP definitely brings out the cruelty of Seer and Syrica and the determination of Thorn (aka Rose Conner). We get to see that Seer is evil, but at times is true to the way of D'Hoffryn: "Never go for the kill when you can go for the pain." At least when the situation calls for it. Thorn too has come a long way, from being a quiet frightened girl to someone who is practically being initiated as a sith. Seer did something similar to Gitanna, but only marked her forehead with a sith rune, at first she resisted but then embraced its power. With Thorn, well she's a bit of a brat, loves to rebel and gets punished for it! (Subtext anyone? Try not to imagine Catholic school girls and a headmaster >.<) - thats the key: the more loyal you are, the less it hurts. If you are a impudent, you are dealt with in fitting measure, but either way, you find true power within the darkside. Or you die. The RP continues afterward, showing some weird thing I wasn't paying attention to. Anyway, it was really cool to have a full sith gathering, it mirrors the jedi gathering the night before, but with smaller numbers. Still, it is always good to see the different "cultures" and how they are so far apart at their core. Enjoy:

rth_Thor Turns towards her and says"What do you mean by that Syrica?", she starts walking towards her. Darth_Seer moves through the dark halls of the tomb that they use as their base, their stronghold. A flicker of the occasional lit torch lights the way rthSyr c "eh...you bore me, go", she continues sipping her wine and sitting on the alter of the atrium catacomb which they are in.... Darth_Seer emerges from the corridor opening as he enters the atrium catacomb "Syrica, Thorn" rth_Thor She hisses slightly"the only thing that is boring around here is you pointless and non-action words--", then looks towards Seer and becomes quiet. Darth_Seer : What is this contention I hear from the other end of the tombs? rthSyr c rolls her eyes in a rather nonchalant manner yet again, "nothing m'lord, I wasn't expecting you for some time..."

rth_Thor She slides up her glasses slowly, then turns around and starts heading towards the exit. Darth_Seer : Thorn, you were not dismissed, answer. rthSyr c : ...how eloquent Thorn has become, don't you concur m'lord? Darth_Seer : If evasive silence counts as eloquence. rthSyr c "mmmm", sustains her silence now, she simply eyes Thorn as the girl nears the exit...she still has much to learn about Sith etiquette... Darth_Seer slams the stone exit door shut with the force rth_Thor Looks towards Syrica with a cold look and says to Seer"I'm going back to my master..", stops walking as she watches the door shut and turns around towards Seer. Darth_Seer : And what would this master's name be? rthSyr c arches an inquisitive brow at this confrontation... rth_Thor Looks towards Seer still and says quietly"Malice.", then looks towards Syrica with her eyes only. Darth_Seer : And what draws you to this.. Malice? rthSyr c is still very aloof and nonchalant about it all...she could really care less, she will be entertained if Seer crushes Thorn's throat...but she doubts that will happen anytime soon, although dark lords are surprisingly very random like that... rth_Thor Looks towards Seer slowly and says"Power.. and to control everything I see fit.". She gives a glare towards Syrica and narrows her eyes. rthSyr c : how unique of you darling... Darth_Seer : Really? Show me this power, if it can rival what I have given you, insight into your own rage and hate... then you are free to leave. But if it is not, I will show you another lesson of the darkside. Darth_Seer : Pain. rth_Thor Narrows her eyes and turns around and moves towards the exit and starts pulling it open. Darth_Seer raises his hand to the door and thrusts it open

inward, causing it to slam towards Thorn's face Darth_Seer : Oh I'm sorry, do you need something from your chamber to make this power work? rth_Thor Senses the door is coming towards her in a dangerous speed and jumps away from the path of door, she spins her body around and looks towards Seer with a cold and heartless like look. Darth_Seer flicks his fingers open, all out stretched as darkside electricity crackles across his digits "Is this defiance I see in you? Or is silence the power that Malice brings?" rth_Thor She quickly grips her saber and narrows her eyes, she moves into a stance. Darth_Seer : You raise your weapon to one who is unarmed? You do not hesitate to grab the upperhand.. it is admirable. But will it help you? Darth_Seer with a wave of his arm, he brings down an ornamental pillar down towards Thorn from her left, its path aimed to graze her skull rthSyr c watches on...how exciting, she sips her wine again...perched high on the alter at the northern end of the atrium, "bravo...bravo...", she laughs macabrely as the confrontation continues 8t has left the conversation. rth_Thor Looks towards the Pillar and feels as the pillar hits her skull, she falls towards the ground and blacks out from the hit, she ungrips the sabers. 8t has joined the conversation. Darth_Seer : wb] Darth_Seer : wanna join the darkside Boto?] rth_Thor : (Wb boto) Darth_Seer : Syrica, shackle her between those two pillars please. t no ) 8t is away. t : ty) 8 rthSyr c has left the conversation. Darth_Seer : If this child is to return to her master, she should be .. properly dressed.

rth_Thor : (bye too Syrica >_> ) Darth_Seer looks to see she has gone "oh well" he moves towards Thorn's limp, fallen form and drags her to the pillars, with one hand he holds her upright, with the other, he attaches heavy chains that clasp locked around her wrists and ankles.. he floats her sabers out of the room rth_Thor Wakens slowly and shakes her head, she feels blood down the side of her head and on her shoulder. She looks Seer with a light headed look. Darth_Seer walks behind Thorn as he draws a small dagger from his belt, he rips open the back of her top, leaving her front covered. He does nothing to stop the blood trickling from her wound as he proceeds to carve the symbol of the sith'ari cult into her soft skin> Darth_Seer - this is no ordinary dagger, but one augmented by the alchemical means.. any wound it makes, takes twice as long to heal even in beings with hyper regenerative abilities "You have failed. Now you will be given a lesson to show your master" 8 rthSyr c has joined the conversation. Darth_Seer : wb] rthSyr c : thanks) rthSyr c : silly msn) 8 rthSyr c is away. rthSyr c watches on...enjoying the sight of pain, revelling in the punishment and the lesson... rth_Thor Yells out in pain from the dagger cutting into her skin, she closes her eyes and says"I do not fear you!" Darth_Seer whispers through his mask against her ear "good, pain cleanses you of delusions, whether you are the one who gives or recieves it. Even a casual observer finds illusions are shattered" he pulls the dagger away and holds it in a flickering lit torch> rthSyr c "m'lord you are giving me shivers", she continues scanning the scene, loving every little

moment...the sight of the dagger peeling skin, flesh, muscle and sinew... rthSyr c : brb smokies) Darth_Seer >he heats it for a moment and then brings it back, to cauterise the mark into a permanently burned scar, seeping blood crustens and fills the room with the smell of burnt flesh "do you still defy fear?" rth_Thor Bites down hard and closes her eyes tightly and says"I fear nothing!".She looks towards him slightly and gives him a slight glare. Darth_Seer moves away, letting the dagger's blade cool in the breeze "You are forever marked as one of ours, you may travel as far as the outer rim and never be free from this brand you bear. Syrica. There is a barbed whip in one of the interrogation chambers, why> Darth_Seer : don't you test its effectiveness on this precious child? Darth_Seer : But leave her face un-marked and do not kill her. rthSyr c : back) Darth_Seer : wb[ rth_Thor Keeps her eyes locked on to him and hisses out"I will never knee.."her anger sound out in her voice, she tries to pull herself free from the grip of the chains. rth_Thor : (Wb) rthSyr c smiles with that inherent malice in her faade, she stands and descends the crumbling steps of the alter towards the other two..."certainly m'lord...", she removes herself from the atrium for a moment and goes to get the lovely whip... Darth_Seer walks away to give Syrica room to work "Good, I feel your hate brimming, it is like white hot flame, but even the fire knows to stay near its fuel" Darth_Seer : You must be curbed if you are to bear our message to Malice. 8 rthSyr c has left the conversation. Darth_Seer : argh!]

8 rthSyr c has joined the conversation. 8 rthSyr c is away. rthSyr c : sorry) 8Elijah has joined the conversation. 8Elijah is away. Darth_Seer : eli] Elijah : hiyas Seer) rthSyr c returns shortly with the enormous malicious whip...she glares at the indignant and seemingly pathetic form of Thorn, stepping up to the circle her boots crack the crumbling foundations as she flails and strikes her across the back...singing a shallow > rthSyr c yet very painful laceration..."this is what makes us corporeal young one...this abhorrant...torturous existence" rth_Thor Bites down on her own teeth and closes her eyes tightly, she feels the stringing of the whip on her back and tries to break free from the chains. Darth_Seer "Do not stop until she screams.. or cries." he instructs as he watches her thrash about in her bondage, helpless to break free from such strong shackles rthSyr c nods to Seer, "of course m'lord...I'm obviously not trying hard enough", she flails the nasty whip again and it lacerates a deeper scar across Thorn's lower back, the wound weeps and cries blood...cascading down her back and legs..."mmmm..." 8JKSreNbrr has joined the conversation. rth_Thor Keeps bitting her teeth tightly, then becomes weak from the whiping and hands from the chains on her hands, she becomes much more dizzy from the blood loss from the wounds on her back.. Darth_Seer holds his hand out to signal to stop "Enough" Elijah : back) Darth_Seer : She has proven her resilience. She has earned the right to leave. Besides, I suspect she will draw her master here, I wish to see this "Malice"

Elijah is ummm....wandering around Talas Gat, the tree house in the forest that he'd shared with his adoptive parents.....until they'd abandoned him rthSyr c rests the whip on the floor and nods to Seer, "yes m'lord...", she then returns to the alter..."I should also like to meet this...Master" 8JKSreNbrr is away. JKSreNbrr is taking a resbite and having some fyyrbread as he leans on his swoop, he has been riding around the eastern savannas outside Theed for the past two days now...searching for any sign of his stray Padawan... Darth_Seer draws out his saber and slices the chains from the pillars, but without removing the actual shackles from her wrists and ankles, to show that she was in fact bound, but the chains no longe hold her> Elijah returned there, after his master had gone missing for so long, figuring that if he wasn't wanted by anyone, he would make his way as best he could. So one night, he'd left a note in his room at the prax, and had packed what few belongings he had, and had> Darth_Seer "Go child. You have shown true strength, not much wisdom, but indeed, you have spirit. Here, have a going away kiss" he mocks as he unleashes a burst of darkside lighting towards Thorn, not to kill or even stun.. but to simply.. hurt Elijah headed for the forest. He knew of one place where he could live in peace, so he headed for the huge tree house. Over time he'd started struggling with basic, having difficulty remembering a language he wasn't using. Elijah sits on the observation platform, clad in torn and dirty paddy clothes, staring up at the starry sky....<done> rthSyr c : g2g byeeee) rthSyr c : mwah mwah) Darth_Seer : ok] 8 rthSyr c has left the conversation.

rth_Thor Falls towards the ground and looks towards Seer as he speaks, she watches him send a lightning towards her, her weakened body could not dodge the blown and feels the lightning strike on her. She gives out a slight yell and passes out from the wounds and lightning striking on her. Darth_Seer summons a cloak that he drapes over her back, he floats Thorn's small body along side him with the force as he takes her out side to a transport JKSreNbrr had obviously not seen the note in the praxeum that was left behind...but he could not sense his Padawan anywhere in Theed, he finishes off the stale bread and continues speeding off on his swoop across the rainy plains towards the great southern forests Darth_Seer lays her face down inside the transport, her top garment still torn open, but covered by the cloak. he steps out and heads back into the temple, unsure of what Thorn will do next rth_Thor Wakes up slowly and looks around the area slowly, she grabs the cloak slightly and feels very dizzy from what happen. She looks towards the transport, then back towards the temple. Elijah sighs softly, staring up at the stars.....he'd tried, yet nobody seemed to stay around. Then he looks towards the lights of Theed, his sensitive hearing picking up a sound that was out of place...a swoop approaching the forest 8Talera has joined the conversation. 8Talera is away. Darth_Seer returns to his mediations (From here on, its just Elijah and Soren) Elijah : Tally ) Darth_Seer : yo] Talera : eli)) JKSreNbrr continues towards the forest...Theed is far back in the distance now, glittering like an ivory bastion in the night, he sighs deeply...so concerned about Elijah, he will track his Padawan to the ends of the

galaxy if he must, but the Force is guiding > JKSreNbrr him to this sacred place...how curious, he can't understand its significance, but he knows Elijah is somewhere in its density....somewhere, alone... Elijah frowns, and hurries down to the lower level, digging into an old trunk that had belonged to his adoptive father. If he could do nothing else he would protect the forest, and he pulled Kahlen's old blaster out of the trunk, then lays down on the outer > Elijah walkway, and waits...... JKSreNbrr reaches the outskirts of the southern forest and slows down, until in a filigree thickett of samsaara trees he brings the swoop to a complete standstill...he enters a code and it turns off for now, there is complete silence, only the rain and a light wind Darth_Seer : spectating!] Elijah : errrr....mastah??? i already said starry sky....you're changing the weather on me, dammit ) JKSreNbrr : it's lightly raining...lol) Elijah grrrrrrrrr) Elijah gnaws his master's ankles for that) Elijah scans the forest below, looking for any movement. He will defend what has become his home. Someone has to...... JKSreNbrr senses a certain tranquility here....strange for such a sacred and ancient place on Naboo, he wraps his beige cloak around himself and pulls up the hood to conceal himself better, and sets off into the depths of this oaken and foliage maze... Elijah sees movement off in the hazy distance, and turns the blaster in that direction, waiting..... himself better, and sets off into the depths of this oaken and foliage maze... Elijah sees movement off in the hazy distance, and turns the blaster in that direction, waiting..... JKSreNbrr continues forward through the forest, sensing a familiar signature through the echoes in the Force...it is troubled...alert...startled...and yet sharply aware

Elijah watches as the movement gets closer...frelling rain obscuring his otherwise keen vision a bit...his finger slides over the trigger of the blaster as he squints, aiming..... JKSreNbrr arrives into a small clearing...there is a small freshwater stream that is swamping up with age, he trudges on, getting closer to the signature...yet slightly unaware of its motives...he slips behind the buttress roots of a massive yaala tree and waits... Elijah sees the movement stop at the base of his tree....the very tree that Talas Gat is built into...he peers straight down, seeing the figure below, though he can't see who it is.... 8Talera has left the conversation. JKSreNbrr glances up...invariably...sensing something much closer now...how peculiar...but there is only darkness and starlight...and rain Elijah squeezes the trigger, but there is only a slight electronic whine....the blaster hadn't been charged since Duma knows when...... JKSreNbrr hears a strange metallic click above and is immediately alerted, he reaches out with the Force and guides his thoughts to the figure above...something stirs and he pulls the blaster from Eli's hand with the Force... Elijah almost gets jerked off the platform as the blaster is wrenched from his hands, and he lets out a howl of rage, grabbing a vine and quickly sliding to the ground, one hand dropping to his saber...he'll slice the intruder in half....still not realizing > Elijah that it's Soren JKSreNbrr is washed up in the maelstrom within seconds and rises to his feet, igniting his cerulean blue saber immediately to shed some light in the darkness...there is nothing hostile in his presentation... Elijah takes a step back, his own saber coming up and igniting....with the combined light of the two blades he sees a familiar face, and begins to tremble..... JKSreNbrr : ....Padawan...what is the

meaning of this? Elijah slowly lowers his blade......''m....master....'' he whispers in a scratchy voice that hadn't used basic in so long, and a trembling thumb deactivates his bright green blade as he looks up at Soren JKSreNbrr disengages his saber and moves towards Elijah, cradling him in a warm embrace..."what are you doing Padawan?" Elijah feels the embrace as the rain streams down his face, and he begins to shake......''you....you left'', he says, in hesitant basic Elijah : 15 minute warning ) JKSreNbrr nods calmly and breaks free of the embrace, "I'm sorry Padawan...I had to embark on a journey and I could not bring you with me", he sighs deeply, "that doesn't matter now, are you alright?" JKSreNbrr : kk) Elijah nods slowly, the flood of emotions running thru his mind confusing him...''I...okay'' he answers in a raspy voice JKSreNbrr glances around alertly, "come...gather your things, we are returning to the prax" Elijah looks up at Soren for a moment, and then he merely shrugs. He really has no belongings, other than what he's wearing, and he slowly clips his saber back to his belt, then wipes a dirty hand across his dirtier forehead, keeping the rain out of his eyes JKSreNbrr understands that look immediately and smiles calmly, "ok then...let's go home huh?", he begins striding back to his swoop bike...glad he managed to locate his apprentice Elijah follows along quickly......Soren hadn't abandoned him after all. Then a new thought occurs....why couldn't his master take him with him? Wasn't a paddy supposed to be at his master's side? His brow furrows in thought.... JKSreNbrr "your thoughts are turbulent young one...is something wrong?", he climbs onto the swoop and signals for Eli to climb on the back... Elijah climbs onto the back, as directed......''why...why

you not take me with you?'' his voice rasps, though the words are a bit clearer. He hasn't forgotten how to speak basic, it's just that it's been so long since he had, his vocal chords have to work at it JKSreNbrr sighs deeply, "it was far too perilous to take you where I went Elijah...I couldn't even tell you I was going, it was...difficult, but I thought you would have stayed at the praxeum...why did you run away?", he enters the codes and hurtles off across > JKSreNbrr the grassy plains to Theed... Elijah goes silent, trying to figure out the words to explain his feelings....... Elijah : and on that note, I have to head out for work) 8Elijah has left the conversation. JKSreNbrr returns to Theed and drives them to the prax...etc. etc.