Darth Occidius had been going through a recent series of reports shortly before Malicia arrived. They came in from across the galaxy and from a vast multitude of operations he ran. Some might consider the veteran Darth a military man, but that was actually quite far from the truth. Once upon a...
There was no way that Calix could miss behind the meaning behind that covered gaze and the Eternal's sudden attention. Calix currently commanded the entirety of what was once the Legions of Lettow, the most combat-ready arm of the Sith Eternal. If he decided in this moment to abandon the rule of...
Calix did not particularly like the Black Sun, but he couldn't really disagree with what the Eternal said. Beyond the fact it was the Eternal saying it, the reasoning was sound. Calix's initial approach had been more subtle than enacting conflict between the syndicates, but war worked just as...
Calix watched Ender turn around and march out of the room, filled with determination and purpose. The Champion approved. His hate could make him strong and forge him into a weapon worthy of the Eternal, like Calix had been himself. Let him make use of those zealous Knights of his, and if he did...
Calix rose an eyebrow in response to Ender broadcasting of his emotions but said nothing. He was more concerned with the Eternal's mounting frustration with the lack of progress. Calix also found it worrying. How was it possible that Ender, a Legionnaire of the Eternal, had gone up against an...
Calix entered the chambers of the Eternal dressed in his usual leathers, the mask he'd used for the assault left behind on his ship. The battle had gone more or less as planned, save for the number of Jedi. Ender had escaped, defenders had died, half the prison had been blown to shit. The only...
Calix heard the message from Sol and quickly responded, stopping his advance and enhancing his voice with the Force. "We are heading out! NOW!" he demanded both verbally and through telepathy to any Sith in the area below Champion rank(@Versok), his harsh and commanding tone leaving no...
Calix's assault on the Jedi seemed to be having the intended effect, overwhelming him with sheer power. He didn't seem to be the most experienced combatant, but he at least seemed reasonably powerful with a good sense about him. The Champion could respect that. The Jedi was trying to flee...
Calix had nearly made contact with his blow before he Force had built up in the Jedi he was engaged with, seeking to push the Champion back and away. Calix exhaled and bent his torso in response to the blow, the burning power of the Dark Side joining his own skill and experience at fighting and...
It seemed these particular Jedi at least had some idea how to use the Force, even if they were using it in the wrong way. Calix sneered at the male Jedi's idea of a taunt, responding in kind through his mask's vocoder. "Come closer why dontcha, so I can even out that face of yours?" He seemed to...
Calix could sense the lightsiders amongst the non-sensitives, standing defiantly against the incoming darkness. The Champion sneered derisively behind his mask, moving forward quickly through the building. His apprentices swiftly took out another two officers rushing to see what the alert was...
Calix followed shortly behind Roan, dressed practically in a black tunic and a concealing deep gray mask with short, forward-curving horns and a malicious grin. He was flanked by two students of his own, dressed similarly with hornless masks and lugging satchels of det charges. Each belt flashed...