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    Korriban.

    Birthplace of the Sith Empire.

    Ancestral home of the race known now as the Sith Purebloods.

    Dusty wind-trap full of old buildings, older tombs and the oldest Dark Objects in the Galaxy. Zeven had never been fond of Korriban, on any level, but one thing he enjoyed about the place was that it seemed to hate everyone equally. Everyone who stepped foot on Korriban got assaulted by the storms, the locals, the Dark Side or a combination of all of the above.

    But he needed it to hate something other than him today - today he needed Korriban to be a lot more giving in it's secrets than it typically was. That was why he was currently standing outside an ancient Sith Pureblood tomb, looking at the door to the strange pyramid with a scowl.

    The place stank of the Dark Side and he was reasonably sure that something inside could help him but, well, it was locked up tight and this tomb was actually rather close to some local purebloods. And by close he meant that there were literally two purebloods watching him with a scowl from about ten meters away.

    There was a small camp of Purebloods around this tomb - apparently it was a tradition to journey to this tomb. The person buried here had been something of a big shot, even if they had lived almost a thousand years ago now.

    "It's really awkward with you staring at me like that." he told them bluntly, "So go look at something else before I decide I might need to sacrifice a couple pureblood lives to open this door."

    They knew he was a former slave - they had greeted him as a Slave when he arrived - so they were unlikely to actually move. Which meant today was just going to keep on getting better.

    Fantastic, right?


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    Tasha didn’t often broadcast her fascination with Sith history. She preferred people to think of her as a simple minded Sith, and otherwise a fantastic exotic dancer. She had become well known at the Lusty Lekku by now, and any Sith that visited there would recognize her. As long as that didn’t leak back to Mandalorians, she was quite okay with it. After working enough shifts, she decided it was time for her to pursue some of her interests – namely those around exploring old tombs. The Sith of old were notorious for taking their secrets with them to the grave, and it left plenty of wonderful things to excavate for generations down the line.

    As she arrived, she saw a Sith already there, causing an internal groan. She had hoped to come here and investigate alone, but someone had beat her to the punch. From the looks of it, he was utterly clueless on how to get in. The purebloods in the area were standing around giving him nasty looks, and she came by just as he snapped at them. The Sith remained unmoving, one crossing his arms over his chest as the other one scoffed.

    Tasha was adorned in a tight fitting dress, as always, though this one didn’t reveal as much cleavage as usual. She still knew to respect old, sacred grounds, though she certainly liked to walk a fine line. Her sabers were on her hips, and her yellow eyes were as piercing as ever. She came to stand near the green man, not bothering to look at him, “What’re you going to do, stare at them moodily till they melt?” Her voice was as airy as ever, always dripping with that hint of desire that followed her from her career as a dancer and escort.

    She drew out a small dagger, and it was obvious it was ancient. It was black, slightly crooked and worn. The purebloods suddenly looked over curiously, fixated on a weapon that was clearly crafted by their ancestors. Tasha pretended not to notice, taking the dagger and cutting the blade smoothly along her palm. Without a word, she grasped the green man’s hand and opened his palm to cut into it as well. She’d release him if he resisted, but she had a feeling he wanted to get into this tomb as well, “Let’s hope you don’t have any blood diseases,” She quietly muttered before drawing her blade back.

    With that nonsense done, she stepped forth and pressed her palm against specific ruins on the door, “Anga dor iv tave kier,” She said once, and then again. It began to sound like a quiet chant, and the purebloods began to shift uncomfortably, looking as if they wanted to interject.

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    "If only they would." he remarked blandly as he continued to stare at the door, "Unfortunately they tend to be slightly more resistant than that. Like weeds that don't know that the garden is dead - they linger."

    He glanced to his side to look at the Sith woman who had joined him by the door. She was certainly Sith but she wasn't a pureblood or even a human - which was honestly something of a rarity around here despite the talk of how the Old Empire was far more progressive than the Imperial Republica. He raised an eyebrow slightly when she took out the dagger and he was tempted to prepare himself to have to fend off a hostile assault.

    If she was going to assault him he doubted she would be so obvious about it. Instead it likely had something to do with the door and he was sick of looking at it.

    Felt like he'd been looking at it for ten days already.

    He offered her his hand after seeing her cut her own palm to bloody it. Raising an eyebrow as the door began to open from their blood and the incantation, Zeven couldn't help himself.

    "Fascinating." he remarked, looking at the door as it opened to reveal a narrow stone corridor that led downward into the darkness, "You don't look like an archaeologist. At least... none of the ones I've ever seen."

    Descending into the smooth stone corridor, Zeven raised his left hand, calling the Dark Side to conjure flickering flames to his palm that helped illuminate the way forward.


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    Tasha blinked and tilted her head to finally look at him as he mention his analogy about the weeds, “Dramatic,” She muttered softly, “Learn that from a Holomovie?” She gave him a sultry smile and a wink before turning her attention back to the door. The incantation took a few times of chanting before the door finally opened. Tasha cast a glance over at the purebloods. They looked as if they wanted to move, but in the end they backed away. They knew it wasn’t worth starting trouble, not when their numbers were already dwindling.

    She gazed ahead at the narrow path that led into the temple. She was blasted with a musty scent of a place that hadn’t seen the light of day for centuries. Tasha let out a cough, grimacing slightly before her eyes adjusted to the darkness. She followed him inside, quirking an eyebrow at his words. Her solid yellow eyes seemingly gleamed of their own accord in the darkness, “Oh? What do I look like then?”

    She didn’t miss the way he easily conjured up a flame in his palm, suggesting that he wasn’t exactly weak with the Force. It answered his call fluidly, and there was a casual way about it. Tasha made an internal note of it, filing it away for later. She looked at the sides of the walls, her fingers running smoothly over the markings and etchings depicting wars of old.

    “What’re you hoping to find here?”

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    Probably was from a holomovie now that he thought about it - Zeven got very bored when in hyperspace so he queued up a lot of them for whenever he went away. He honestly wouldn't have been surprised to find that he had basically just ripped off a scene from a movie without realizing it.

    "What gave it away?" he remarked with a smaller, answering, smirk, "Was it stilted in the delivery?"

    Zeven didn't pay any attention to the purebloods.

    They didn't matter in the grand scheme of things and they didn't matter in the here and now either. They were footnotes of history, soon to be overwritten... and he was, in fact, pretty sure that was from a movie so he was glad he hadn't said so aloud actually. Sneezing once due to the dust, Zeven wiggled his nose in annoyance before glancing back at her.

    He looked her up and down pointedly.

    "You look like you're about to ask an Imperial Agent why he likes his drinks shaken and not stirred. Bonus points if you're actually a female spy-catcher trying to honeytrap him."

    What was he hoping to find here?

    "I don't know." he answered honestly as he made his way around a pressure pad on the ground, "I felt someone deep inside that was strong with the Dark Side. I plan to use it to help me properly attune to the Dark Side on a higher level than I have ever done so before... I need to overpower the Light of a dozen Grandmaster Jedi."

    He shrugged.

    "So anything like that'd be great."


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    Tasha grinned at his question, “Maybe you just don’t look broody enough for it to be part of your normal dialogue,” She walked deeper into the corridor, allowing him to lead the way. The corridor opened up into a round chamber, and it was filled with statues and runes on the floor. Tasha surveyed the statues, spotting a door behind them. It looked like another code to crack before they could move forward, but unfortunately she only knew about the way to get in.

    She was distracted by his description of her, and she quirked an eyebrow, “Oh?” Tasha eyed him curiously, “And what secrets would I learn if I were to ‘honey trap’ you?” She asked smoothly, the words rolling off her tongue always with controlled measure, and with the perfect amount of sultry. Tasha was difficult to crack in her intentions, and the smile was always just vague enough.

    She turned her attention back to the room before them: the statues were of Sith based on their pose and the outline of robes. There were also soldier statues, and they were all in different poses. Tasha walked forward and began to look at the statues from all angles, attempting to find any markings or any clues that would help them get into the next room. She quietly listened to his words as she did so, circling around the statue of a Sith woman.

    “If something is strong in the dark side, it’s probably selfish and doesn’t want to share,” Tasha ran her fingers along the base of one of the statues, “And have you even met a Jedi Grandmaster?” She chuckled softly, “The only Jedi I’ve met have been quite pathetic. I wouldn't use them as a reference for anything,” Tasha paused as she felt an indent in the bottom of the statue, “Help me move this, I think there’s something inside.”

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    "Curse my jolly green skin and disposition."

    It was as close to a deadpan as he could give when he was still fighting off a small smile. He couldn't even help it - she had been rather amusing. The rounded chamber was a nice touch to the tomb though. Zeven was often bored by the way that so many tombs looked all the same but this was nice.

    Another code to break but that was to be expected since the ancient Sith were rather famously stingy with their secrets.

    "Why Miss Blue, are you trying to seduce me?" he joked lightly as he looked around, trying his best not to notice her raw physical sex appeal considering she was a Sith and he was at least somewhat convinced she might try and kill him, "If you are then please, don't let me stop you. I rather enjoy the attention though I'm afraid I won't be indulging your appetites."

    She had a point about the Sith artifact he was hunting of course.

    "I'm hoping it's hatred of the Light will outweigh it's hatred of me." he admitted as he moved around the other side of the statue that she was gesturing around, "I've met a Jedi Knight and a Jedi Padawan. The Padawan was so filled with hatred and pride he might as well have been an acolyte. The Knight?"

    A memory of Nikka.

    "Was something more."

    Using the Force to lift while also keeping the flames going, his lift with the Force wasn't as strong as it could have been and it would need assistance from Tasha to properly move the statue.


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    Tasha chuckled at his question, “Trying? I’m wounded,” She ignored the rest of his commentary, rolling her eyes at his defiant statement of not indulging. She never planned these things, and her focus now was on the strange puzzle that was still left to crack. As he described the Jedi he had met, she didn’t look at him, her focus on moving the statue.

    “It doesn’t know Light to hate it,” She muttered quietly, “Light hasn’t existed in a very long time, and even back when it did, it was seen as weak and easily destroyed. We have no way of letting it know that light still exists, not unless you possess a Jedi artifact of some sort,” Tasha sighed, finally lifting the statue with his help and placing it aside. It was hollow inside, and there was a receptacle with fragments of the Sith code written around it.

    “Uh.. another offering I suppose,” She muttered as she drew out her palm and squeezed some blood into the receptacle. For a moment, the surrounding writing glowed, but nothing else happened. After a few seconds, there was a soft groan and the sound of something rattling. Tasha looked up at once, seeing a skeletal and spiky creature slowly moving towards them. It hissed angrily, and it reeked of dark side energy.

    “Sithspawn?!” Tasha gasped out in surprise, calling her saber to her hand, “Well I guess dropping blood in wasn’t the right answer..”

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    Well he supposed he was in luck that what he had with him was exactly that - a Jedi artifact so steeped in the Light that it was rather disgusting for him to view it in the Force. It was like something that had been cleaned and then cleaned again and again until there was no defining characteristic except that it was clean.

    Aggressively bland almost.

    "I'll see what I can do." he said instead before pausing upon realizing that they were going to have to be dealing with something other than just a light puzzle, "Alright... do you need mine again?"

    And then he got his answer.

    Sithspawn.

    "Maybe it's not your blood that is the answer?" he suggested as he drew his lightsaber in his right hand, igniting it's red blade mainly so that he could use the fire in his hand for something else actually, "Maybe it;s the blood of a foe?"

    The Sithspawn lunged for him and Zeven darted to the right, his left hand raised. His flames were not the same caliber as a flamethrower but even a weak jet of flames, like the one he pushed out at the Sithspawn, did wonders when it came to the eyes. The creature shrieked in pain as Zeven blinded it in one eye by partially melting the eye in it's socket.

    In it's flailing pain, the creature's claws slashed through the air, over his left hand to scratch his upper left arm, causing him to hiss in pain as it's claws dug deep enough to let the blood flow freely.


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    Tasha grimaced at Zev’s words, “I don’t even know if that thing has blood,” She muttered just barely audible enough for him to hear. She was prepared to fight, her saber ignited and ready to go. Zev started things off by unleashing the fire at the creature, and it resulted in a high pitched shriek. The fire lit up the rest of the room, and she was able to see there were various creatures that looked like this one stuck in suspended animation.

    As the creature clawed Zev’s arm, Tasha rushed in with the saber, slicing off the creature’s extended limb at once. She was light on her feet, coming up behind it to slice across its ‘torso’. To her horror, the creature simply put itself back together when the saber was used on it, “Only Force!” Tasha called out, coiling the energy around the creature’s center mass to apply a powerful compression.

    The sithspawn shrieked and struggled, but Tasha held fast, slamming it down to the ground. This would give Zev an opportunity to finish it off with an attack. It was obvious the creature wasn’t powerful enough to take them both on, but the brief flash of light in the room suggested that these things came to life whenever a mistake was made.

    After things calmed down, Tasha rushed over to Zev and grabbed his arm where he had been clawed, moving the fabrics aside. The markings were black, and even the blood there looked unnatural. Tasha’s eyes were wide, “This isn’t good,” She muttered quietly, “I think it may have cursed you somehow…”


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    Of course the Sithspawn was engineered to fight Sith so it simply reformed itself when push came to shove - lightsabers and blades would not avail them this day it seemed. Cursing in light of this, he narrowed his eyes and nodded in agreement. This was a creature twisted by the Force and it would be the Force that ended it.

    Tasha held the struggling Sithspawn in place and Zeven did not waste the opportunity.

    Gripping the creature's skull and neck tightly with the Force, he grunted as he pulled his left hand backwards. The creature struggled mightily until it was too late - Zeven's Force grip and pull tore the creature's skull from it's body, dragging a small section of it's spine along with it. The thing finally stopped struggling and, wincing in pain, Zeven squeezed his hand closed, pulping it's skull.

    Gritting his teeth, Zeven kept the saber raised as a light source but stopped drawing on the Force, his wound burning more when he used the Force it seemed. Looking down at his arm, Zeven cursed as Tasha grabbed it. It hurt far more than a wound of comparable size should do... she was right.

    He had been poisoned or cursed.

    "It hurts more when I use the Force." he told her honestly, "It's still possible but it takes more effort. I think I have an idea though."

    Wiping some of his cursed blood onto his free hand, Zeven wiped it off onto the receptacle... and a section of the wall began to shift and slide open to reveal a set of stairs leading downward. Looking at it for a moment, he closed his eyes for a second.

    "Blood to open the first door. Poison to weaken connection to the Force to open the second." he opened his eyes and grinned a little bit, "It wants to weaken us."

    Down the steps was another challenge and another chamber. This time the chamber appeared to be in the shape of a four sided pyramid with a central focus point. In the middle of the chamber was a large crystal, roughly the size of his torso. It appeared to be almost a cloudy quartz but the Dark Side hung around it ominously, letting them both know it was something else.


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    Tasha eyed him warily as he supplied some of his ‘cursed blood’ to the receptacle. His method worked, the old stones groaning as they shifted and moved to reveal a new path forward. She followed him down the stairs, keeping her distance. She almost half expected him to suddenly turn into one of the very things that attacked them.

    “If you start to get weird from the poison, I hope you’re not expecting me to bail you out,” Tasha mumbled quietly. She was sure he wouldn’t expect anything else. They were Sith in the end, and they had gotten this far by being survivors. She stayed cautious with her steps, spotting the large pyramid set up that had the space in the middle.

    There was nothing but haunting silence here, and Tasha looked around for more clues. She glanced over to his arm, seeing the black blood still oozing out. He would be useless to deal with whatever new trick this room provided. Tasha finally decided to investigate and stepped forward into the space, glancing up at the focal point of the pyramid.

    “I don’t think anythin-” She barely got the words out before excruciating pain took over her. Tasha’s body contorted as she felt as if someone just as powerful as her were unleashing lightning on her. She took the full brunt of it, screaming and crumpling to the ground. Externally, all Zev would see is her contorting and no actual attack happening.

    Tasha collapsed to the floor, her entire body shaking as she reeled from the blow. She twitched and could hardly move otherwise, simply lying there in a heap, “Ugh…..you’ll….just need to keep going…”

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    If he started to get weird from the poison? Did she not considering 'being blocked from the Force' as weird? Of course she did. She was probably just trying to rib him... which was fine. He chuckled a little bit as he continued to make his way onward, beginning to sweat a little bit now as he was feeling hot all over.

    "As if." he remarked with a smirk, "I kind of expect you to point and laugh."

    Hell, he would do if their situations were reversed.

    Blinking, Zeven watched as Tasha suddenly started screaming and writhing in pain. It was as if someone was actively torturing her through every single nerve ending she had. Honestly, it reminded him of when someone was hit, unexpectedly by a ball of Force Lightning by someone of a decent level of power.

    When she managed to speak through the pain, to urge him to go on...

    "... well alright then."

    It was just his kind of reaction.

    It was only when he looked away from her that he realized he honestly didn't have any idea how to actually keep going. There weren't any doorways or walls or anything similar. Just the large crystal that, if he was a betting man, was what was torturing Tasha. He looked between the crystal to Tasha... and back again... and again... and sighed.

    Swinging his lightsaber with his good arm, Zeven sliced clean through the crystal, cutting off the pain to Tasha as the crystal exploded violently, forcing him backwards a few steps and peppering him with small shards of crystal. In hindsight it had been a terrible idea but terrible ideas were fine when they were the only kind you had.

    From the crystal shards a black smoke unfurled.

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    The smoke formed itself into the solid form of a Sith spectre, a ghostly vision of a Sith Lord long since past. It's armour was solid. Indeed, everything about it seemed to be solid as it formed itself out of the black smoke and embers that seemed to flicker to life from a fire that didn't exist.

    "AT LAST I AM AWOKEN FROM MY IMPRISONMENT."


    Zeven groaned as he pulled himself up to his feet again, igniting his lightsaber again as he swayed slightly on his feet. The poison was making it harder to sense the Force and he never really realized just how much he relied on the energy from it before it was sucked from his soul forcibly.

    But the prize was there.

    In the remains of the crystal was a Sith holocron - exactly what Zeven wanted for Life Day.

    "HAVE YOU COME TO KNEEL AND PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE?"


    Zeven glanced to Tasha before shaking his head, prompting the Sith apparition to form a large black blade of the solid smoke and embers.

    "THEN DIE."


    The creature took a massive swing with a sword as long as Zeven was tall, looking to cleave both himself and Tasha in two with a vicious horizontal slash.


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