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. He was lucky to not know that this was his final moments. Darth Perilius would fall into the inky blackness of death without ever knowing, his anger being brought into then grave. However, his last thoughts were of acceptance of his fate. He didn’t die a coward, nor in vain. He died as he...

. Darth Perilius glared at Leandros with blighted hate. His anger boiling exponentially and matching his enemy. He watched as the Manda’alor approaches him but then another War Councilor entered the room. He would walk in with the head that still has armor.. the armor of Darth Victress. The...

He finally stopped demanding intelligence. At last he didn't have to keep that tomfoolery. Darth Perilius would watch as the enraged Leandros would continue to physically harm him, more severe than before. He was slammed into the stomach, smacked in the face, and choked once again. The continual...

. The man holding his life wasn’t completely satisfied. Perilius had followed his exact directions, yet it didn’t satisfy the Manda’alor. He could see the irritation behind the man’s eyes. This would make the Sith Lord feel satisfied, despite his now blurring vision. If he were to die here, at...

The Sith Lord would continue to listen as at this point he'd already soaked up adequate knowledge from the book he was reading. Reciting the knowledge in his thoughts he would let himself focus on the conversation at hand. He'd listen to her own feelings as he'd give responses whenever she was...

Darth Perilius had stood in the center of the courtyard, waiting for the more elite Yincorri to approach him. As he held his lightsaber with his patience beginning to wane, he heard the call of Kalanda and her approach. She'd show a grenade and ask for a turn at the fun. Smirking beneath his...

. The force that slammed him into the wall was palpable. Perilius was being choked of his life as all he could do is look into the mask of Leandros. He was being demanded even more and Leandros’ anger was showing as he screamed at him, his clutches increasing in pressure as he began to become...

. Darth Perilius watched the Manda’alor as he degraded the Sith Lord, throwing him out and aside, hitting the ground painfully. He didn’t show any pain; it wasn’t anything in comparison to what he was already feeling. As they prodded at his feeling and humiliated him, he would keep a emotionless...

. Imprisonment He woke from nightmares. Nightmares of the battle he just destroyed himself in. Nightmares of the future of his position and self. Nightmares of Atlas all over again, seeing his friends die while he thought it was his fault for not preventing the explosion or getting there...

. How could things get even worse for him at this point with all of what he’s gone through from the Atlas incident to now? The last day has been probably the worst his life has even been. No doubt he’s never felt this much pain physically nor emotionally. The humiliation he’s gone through...

. The Sith Lord had began his childish flurry throughout the now falling apart facility. The alarms finally began to rang as Yinchorri finally prepared for battle. Immediately, a pair attacked him as he overwhelmed and sliced their throats with great ease, beginning to cause damage to more of...

. Darth Perilius had continued reading further into the books alongside the Acolyte keenly as they both obtained more and more knowledge. She didn’t seem to have any impression from the comments nor soliloquy he stated about the state of the Sith. As he was more distracted by the text the...

. The Sith Lord faced the Mafia Boss as they finally met face to face. He had a pleasant yet foreboding demeanor, gesturing to the Sith Lord to sit with him in the armchairs. As he sat he’d shake Cardinal’s hand as their conversation began with some small talk. First the man complimented him and...

. Just like his last major fight, it all happened at once, but this time he wasn’t so lucky. He avoided the rocket but he underestimated the debris severely. The rocks fell and knocked him down, sending a massive cloud of dust as the lower half of his body was crushed by rocks and debris...

. Darth Perilius had begun his run indeed, yet the rocket he had made go away from him had hit the pillar he used to use cover, creating a collapse sequence that would begin to get closer to him. The arc run around Drace would let him avoid the pillars direct line of fall. The first wave of...

. The Sith Lord had ran for the center indeed, and to his expectations the Field Marshal came out at last. He finally did something as he went to intend to fire his PIPE rocket. The force surged through the Sith Lord as he used the force in order to make him clumsily misfire his rocket, which...

. The Sith Lord watched as Tasha offered him a more exotic drink from her collection. He didn’t particularly intend to get plastered from their encounter, but hopefully he won’t get drunk too quickly if they’ll likely be drinking throughout their entire meeting. “Ah yes.. I’m curious what kind...

. The Sith Lord pondered upon the text inside the book he was reading as he listened to the Acolyte read hers as well. Understanding what they both were reading about. Soon enough she commented in contradiction to his muttering statement, which he disagreed in the context of it. “Well if I were...

. The Estate of Paroaria, Coruscant Darth Perilius had arrived at The Estate a few hours after he was invited. Coruscant often was his habitual location given it was his home-world so he wasn’t far from his destination. He was recently called by Cardinal Paroaria, a boss of a Mafia family that...

. The Sith Lord was soon enough called into the room he was to meet Tasha. He followed the assistant in and caught sight of the CEO sitting in a desk before him. The CEO sat displaying clear sophistication and wealth as he approached, as she headed to meet him. Shaking her hand, he sat in the...