Recent content by Kerowyn Tempest

He knows. She was aware of this the instant that he looked over to her and stated that he feared being stabbed. Unless Jedi made a habit of killing each other, there was no doubt he could feel the Darkness off of her. Though it wasn't as strong as it had been not so long ago, thanks to Horus...

She wasn't waiting. Maybe Horus was content to allow people to die (though she doubted it), she was more interested in figuring out what was actually going on than anything else. When she arrived, a young man was climbing among the wreckage with a lightsaber in his hand, looking over at her...

-Watch Me- Kerowyn wasn't entirely sure what she was doing. Part of her believed what Horus was saying, maybe she could make a difference and change. But her roots were dark, and her hands were stained crimson with the blood of so many beings, it was hard to imagine herself as anything but the...

-Nuclear- The Water is Sweet, But Blood is Thicker. Kerowyn hadn't heard or read those words in over ten years. Maybe even longer, still. They belonged to her house crest, back when the Tempest family was a respected lot, before the downfall of their homeworld so many years ago. When Kero had...

-Long May He Reign- Her expression didn't change in the slightest as the fellow Sith, Malius, looked her over with what appeared to be approval. She was unconcerned whether she attracted others, never truly had cared for the idea in the first place, it caused too many issues. He took another...

"Kerowyn Tempest. Though most simply call me Kero." He had a very distinctive and fluid tone to his words, and also carried an accent that seemed to be nobler than anything else. Her accent sounded most strange to humans, as though someone was pronunciating each vowel with a strange whimsy. A...

There was someone else here. Someone powerful, far more powerful than she or any other Sith present. Unmistakable hatred emanated from the verdant skinned humanoid that seemed interested in catching up with a nearby female. Hmm. Another Sith Lord playboy? How many of those are we going to create...

-Mephisto's Lullaby- It was time to reappear in the Galaxy. For a time, Kerowyn had given in to her more basic desire to travel and attempt to locate ancient artifacts associated with her people. Her search turned up nothing, which wasn't too much of a surprise to the young woman. Their home...

-Desolation- -Dice Rolls-Kerowyn watched as the bouncers made their move from the water tank to behind the bar, assuming that was where her partner had gone. Taking advantage of the shift in attention, she moved past the crowd and into the side door Arnoth had previously entered, calmly smiling...

-Dice Thread- -The Dark Side- She has pushed farther ahead than any of them, the venom of being attacked almost masked her with a sinister and somewhat terrifying aura that permeated from the death she had just dealt. The man's body was a piece of burning flesh gashed in multiple locations...

-Desolation- -Dice Rolls- The young Vahla watched with sick satisfaction as the water tank began to hiss and constrict before it exploded, sending water in all directions. Luckily she was far enough away and avoided the splash by default, wincing slightly as she saw the man she traveled...

Kerowyn nodded slowly as Kal responded. Kal Drast... that sounded like a name she had heard before, one associated with a Dark Lord of the Sith. Interesting. She understood wanting to live under an alternative identity, especially considering his family situation as it currently stood. Getting...

-Imperatrix Mundi-Wind rippled through her cloak, which had only begun to show the speckles of white from the snow above her. Kerowyn hated the cold, she loathed this place of frost and dampness. But she was here for a purpose, called by an unseen force to this desolate place. She had heard...

-Sick of It-Her eyes thinned slightly at the change of language. Not that she couldn't speak the language, rather the opposite, moreover that she didn't feel the desire to continually change linguistics every time she found a new ally. Hopefully, this was temporary, and before long the woman...

Her eyebrow flitted upwards as the Crusader began to wipe the bile and gore from the amulet and placed it down. The smile on her lips was deceptive, and if it was true then Kerowyn saw a small smidgeon of weakness in her. She'd been nothing but blatant and rude, but in truth, it was an...