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Vrael hardly even noticed the Agents final salute and sentence, only the last two words really registering. He couldn't help but snort in brief derision. Vrael Dynasty? He certainly hoped not. It had been a rule of blood that had first started this whole mess, the one they were only now trying...

Vrael turned as someone else stepped onto the bridge, a welcome distraction from the tedium at this point. He found an Imperial Agent standing before him and the other officers. Vrael recognized him as Agent Torobah after a few moments, a soldier who'd assisted in his palace sacking on Pyke...

Vrael didn't so much as twitch at the chatter that followed his quite generous offer. He didn't even give them a thought, noting calmly how not a single word had come from the Grand Moff. Yes, only the man in the center mattered at all here. The lesser moffs could discuss and talk till the sun...

Before him was the Moff council, the remaining leaders of the Imperial Republica and all that held it together. They were men who commanded armies and fleets, whose names were associated with power and fear amongst entire systems. Vrael hardly even glanced their way, merely glossing over them as...

Vrael finally set aside his datapad with a quiet sigh, idly flexing his wrist as he mentally reviewed the last hour or so of effort. Logistics and after battle reports on the numerous tasks the Sith was embarking on across the galaxy. Busy work in the truest sense of the word, but vitally...

Vrael stood as the shuttle touched down onto the appropriate landing pad with a lurch, glaring a hole through the metal as he waited for the ramp to lower. The moment it did, he was striding down it, hardly giving his guards the chance to follow. He briefly surveyed the area, noting his escort...

Vrael ignored her many expressions of gratitude, keeping a stony face as he waited for her to get on with it. He didn't react as she reached into her pockets, the weight of his recent mental discoveries staying his hand still. She had no intention of betraying him, not right now at any rate...

She had a lot of nerve bringing the will of the force into this, especially after her blatant disregard for the progression of the Sith cause and all it stood for. Obviously the force had intended for her to walk the path of the Sith, and here it was forcing her back on track after her impromptu...

Vrael raised an eyebrow at the offerings she presented, a clear expression of incredulity. On paper it sounded very nice, a tidy extra avenue to success for any operations the Sith might one day need. Another way to strike out against the Empire's infamous enemies and make them pay for their...

His datapad buzzed suddenly, drawing Vrael's focus from the papers he'd been perusing. A brief look revealed the reason, and a scowl appeared on his face as he started organizing the mess on his desk. Ah yes, it was time for this little appointment he'd finally granted. It wasn't something he'd...

The ships had arrived now, all the large vessels at least. No doubt smaller squadrons and starfighters would continue to pour in for some time. Technically there WAS no late arrival time, not for the more independent units of the Empire. Just as long as they kept their communications open so as...

Gah, this was the same little girl who had first visited him so long ago in Korriban's dark tombs. Still so young and inexperienced, still so unprepared for the might of the dark. He had given her fair warning beforehand even, and yet she'd still been caught off guard. She had basically given...

Vrael finished quickly, the familiar words flowing through him with utter ease. In what seemed to be mere minutes, he had finished the old book, closing it with a very satisfying thump. Without any further ado, he levitated it through the air to land atop the Crusader's stack. For a few minutes...

Vrael's face was set into a deep scowl as he marched through the valley, a straight-backed figure in his black armor. Behind him were his two Massassi guards, both bristling and ready for battle with two lightsabers each and marauder armor. As was appropriate considering the situation they were...

It was good that the Crusader was there on time, Vrael wasn't in the mood for waiting today. He ignored her bow eve, barely allowing her a frosty nod before pressing on. Silently he led the way into the depths of the archives, easily maneuvering through the rows of tomes and knowledge. These...

Jedi Criminal Heretics Name: Jedi Species: Various Sex: Various Known Affiliations: Rebels Known Associates: N/A Jedi, tyrannical dictators that once ruled the galaxy with an oppressive iron first. They were seemingly defeated when the glorious Sith rose up to fight for their freedom, but...

Hugo Ion Rebel Terrorist Warlord Name: Hugo Ion Species: Duros Sex: Male Height: ~6 ft Weight: ~200 lbs Combat Level: 2 Skin color: Blue Eye color: Red Hair color NA Known Affiliations: Rebels/Jedi Known Associates: N/A Last Known Location: Headed to Mandalore Hugo Ion recently announced...

Arda Breaux Jedi Terroristi Name: Arda Breaux Species: Human Sex: Female Height: 5' 7" Weight: 130 lbs Combat Level: 2 Skin color: Tan Eye color: Dark Brown Hair color Black, possibly dyed Known Affiliations: Jedi/Rebels Known Associates: None Last Known Location: Nar Shaddaa Arda Breaux...

Vrael stood from his chair with a quiet sigh, glaring a hole into the desk. Finally, it was clear and open, after many hours of work and effort. Just in time too, he had a prior engagement to address in a few minutes. Leaving his study and closing the door, Vrael turned and started down the...

The last little group of five had most of their attention on him as he stalked forward. Understandable to be sure, but ultimately quite foolish as he was far from the only threat. The Agent tore right into them with his weapons and abilities. Two of them were dropped almost before understanding...