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Trael had been thinking of a future with Azar for a while now. So when he was questioned on his ambitions and if he just wanted to be in the shadows his response flowed easily. Azar’s reaction was not quite what he expected. It carried all the theatrics he had expected but seeing him kick the...

Trael nodded his head as Azar explained they knew it was a Sith. He wasn’t sure how that would affect things, he wasn’t known to be a Sith, but they all knew he was FS. Maybe it was for the best he stayed away, it might be the only way to protect the others. Azar grew aggravated at his answer...

Trael went silent with Azar. The mood had shifted to serious and Trael understood that. Azar finally broke the silence, his words drew a shocked expression that Trael couldn’t even try to hide. At the mention of Mama Dolce being dead a sharp pang hit him in the chest. Trael’s eyes were moving...

Trael was sitting in his room, his dragon, Fuso, was standing on the table before him. It had golden eyes, deep red scales and black wings. It was making noises and flapping its wings, it was asking for food, Trael hovered a piece of meat in front of it. It opened its mouth and sent a small gout...

Trael could only keep his urges under control for so long. Azar pulling him in burst the dam allowing his urges and desire to reach their heights. Azar’s soft moan into his mouth only increased the intensity of his desire. It had been months since Trael had been with Azar, since he’d explored...

Trael felt the hand press against his chest, internally praying it wasn’t to push him away. Luckily the hand relaxed almost as soon as it had pressed against him. As the kiss progressed Trael could only lose himself in it more and more. He had missed this, he needed it. The touch of Azar, his...

Trael read the passage, and while he was maintaining his control it was slipping. It wasn’t just Azar who was struggling, Trael was quickly heading towards his limits as well. It wasn’t helped when Azar turned around flustered and his back pressed against the shelves. He wanted to do nothing...

Trael listened as Caer (@LouJoVi) explained that he had managed to squeeze time to be here. How the order and the Dark Lord were his priorities. He didn’t miss the way the Master gazed at Azar afterwards, his face betrayed his lack of enthusiasm. “My priority is Arcanos, regardless of the title...

Trael quirked a brow at Azar coughing, his eyes shamelessly wandering the pureblood. He smiled when Azar looked away and once again avoided eye contact. “The ISC backed government is adverse to the Sith. I’m simply an individual with a trade license and a family known to be traders. There’s no...

Trael stared at the gate, memories of a long time ago assaulted him. A young boy covered in smoke from a house fire, crying in the floor as a woman screamed at him. Monster, evil spawn, never should’ve been born. A list of insults played through his mind, ones that his own aunt threw at him...

With the Hyperion leaving through the maelstrom and the Apparition still showing its loyalty Trael knew the battle was over. The Hutt fleet made its way back to the shipyards, the carrier docking for repairs. Trael ordered a head count of his forces wanting to be able to make a proper report of...

Trael couldn’t help the rush when Azar had to do a double take of him. He may not have favored this outfit he couldn’t deny its sentimental value to him. This outfit was there for what ended up being where everything with him and Azar started, and it Trael had kept it as a reminder of that...

Trael looked over to Azar as he quipped about the dragon fire, “My muscles were oddly relaxed after dealing with it the last time. Though I did have a few new bruises, scratches and a bite mark or two.” He mused with a shrug, a slight smile on his face. Running from the dragon and almost dying...

Trael was at the Korriban academy for some basic research, making sure he was up to date with everything pyromancy related. Especially with the discovery of a new galaxy and supposed other Sith. Sadly for Trael his research and testing of new ways to utilize pyromancy didn’t go quite as planned...

Trael watched as Azar was lazily looking through books on the upper shelves of his large collection. He winced at the mention of plotting Azar’s death, had Azar’s opinion of him shifted this far? “No, despite everything that’s happened you still mean everything to me.” He responded in a serious...

Trael had gone through the ‘proper’ process to set up a meeting to report to Azar. He could’ve asked Azar to come to Kessel, the planet he now ruled, or he could’ve showed up and went to talk to him as he normally would. But everything wasn’t normal between him and Azar, so he made an...

Trael took in her words about sign casting. He wasn’t too sure on the speed aspect as it required making symbols and hand gestures to use from his limited knowledge, that sounded slower than simply willing the Force to do as you wish. Efficiency he could agree on fully, but speed not so much...

Trael listened as she started to reply, his face in the same determined yet unamused look it had been the entire time. Both yes and no. Won’t blindly follow my orders. He repeated internally to himself as she answered. He waited till she finished explaining herself, “I don’t want you to be my...

Trael watched the officers fan fare. His eyes and expression never changing, he had learned to never underestimate anyone in his tenure of being a Sith. "I can ensure your survival of this battle." He said flatly, "If you need proof." He said turning his head, his arm waved and every ship in the...

Trael watched as the bombers were slowly whittled away by the ships laser fire. His mind was beginning to peace together that this was likely a victory. He didn’t see the need to kill the imperial officers if they would join him. Before he started the holocall the Hyperion gained target lock...