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Karys felt the drain. He had been welling power to fight back. To resist the tug into oblivion. To wreck the havoc he desired on the galaxy. To exact his toll of vengeance and blood and hate onto any world he touched. But the power wasn’t expressed that way. There was no crimson lightning that...

Karys noticed when Azar didn’t move to take his hand. He felt the rage simmering in his husband. And when it began, Karys didn’t speak, he didn’t protest. How could he? Azar was right. He’d been so focused on supporting Azar and his grand designs that he’d done nothing for himself. And even in...

Karys had grown weak. He knew that before he even arrived on Ithor. The attack here was meant to restoke his ambition, bring his hatred back to life. It was meant to remind him of why he was Sith. And in his failure, it had done that. The Jedi he’d fought hadn’t killed him, she had spared him...

Karys had begun to move even as his telekinetic blast went off. He moved to evade the welling power building within the Jedi. To clear the damning bolt and resume his withdrawal. He wasn’t fast enough. The bolt collided with him, it lanced into his chest burning flesh and snapping bone...

Vanya leapt back and swept his blade to the side, avoiding it's damage to her. He mirrored her movement with her hand, extending his own free hand that had gathered power to release a portion of it into a defensive maneuver. Tutaminis, it required minimal drain from his stamina to banish the...

Karys had expected many things from the Jedi. He knew the woman would likely try to break his concentration to save her ally. However, what he wasn’t expecting was the mental assault that Vanya unleashed upon him with the help of a living grove. The magnitude of the aided assault punched through...

Fear. Pain. Hate. Anger. It permeated the grove as the lines of warriors crashed into one another. It swirled into a potent cocktail of emotion that Karys could draw off of. His golden eyes lingered on his goal, the tree of life, for a few moments longer. Then when a pair of forms pushed...

Death Enabled l Ithor l Open to 1 Sith and 2 Jedi Hatred is a virtue. Ithor, a world that had been attacked by Raze. The Sith Lord had brought death to the Jedi and ruin to their temple. The world had recovered under the tender attentions of the peaceful Ithorian herds and Jedi who took back...

Karys should have seen the betrayal coming. He should have had his guard raised and higher. But he didn’t. He’d grown overconfident. He’d grown complacent. He’d forgotten his hatred. He’d forgotten his ambition. He’d become selfless. He’d become weak. Because of that weakness, Karys didn’t see...

Karys listened to Trodai’s suggestions in complete silence. They were open ended and vague. A lot of it was based off the assumption that Graush knew they were behind it or that they’d simply not react in ways that were unexpected. “None of these plans are thought out enough.” Karys replied...

Karys listened as Trodai spoke in absolute silence. While House Narat and House Ragnos together easily outnumbered the armored behemoths of House Graush, a frontal assault would result in catastrophic losses. So, Karys was pleased to hear that Trodai recognized this and chose an alternative...

The hiss of Freyja’s lightsaber deactivating punctuated the end of their skirmish with the Hssiss. It was a momentary lull in the discord of the ziggurat. One broke with Freyja’s question, Karys looked to her as Sadowbane clicked back into it’s sheathe on his back. “No, it was given to me by...

Karys felt Vossari’s presence before the Wrean entered the Manor. Karys stood before the fire, warming his own cold, blood slicked hands. He heard his former apprentice as he approached, he didn’t turn away from the fire to look at him. He left his back exposed to Vossari, a brazen display...

Freyja’s keen senses alerted her to the danger that was impending. She turned to deal with the two juvenile Hssiss, but Karys’ golden eyes narrowed as he searched for the other presence. As the two young launched their ambush and Freyja turned and dispatched them, the mother launched her attack...

Karys sat in silence, eating with the common soldiery at their table as he listened to Trodai's instruction to his mother and then the woman's way of negotiating with the young Ragnos Lord. The way the pair handled the Lord was impressive, especially when Lady Narat brought up his past. That...

Karys looked down to Azar as his husband replied. He gently brushed a strand of hair behind Azar’s ear before turning his head to look at him. <You wouldn’t be the man I fell in love with if you didn’t.> Karys replied with a smile. When Azar referred to himself as a kitten, Karys chuckled. <I...

Lady Narat’s lips and eyebrow stalks quivered with rage. How easy it would be to call upon her power and strike down this impetuous little lord. Would Arcanos really care that much? They were loyal, surely he’d give Narat a reprieve for eliminating a rival house and securing Ur. Then Trodai’s...

Karys listened to Azar, he offered to collapse Ziost as he had Zygerria. Bringing up the world made Karys mind float back to watching Azar poison the queen and bend her to his will. It was horrifying and hot all at the same time. It was those shows of power and cunning that played a part in...

Lord Ragnos’ face twisted in offense and disgust when Trodai spoke to him. <And just what kind of creature are you supposed to be?> He spat in response. <Lady Narat, I expect that you will keep your pets on a leash during the negotiations.> He continued, his attention turning to the spider. <You...

Yep. He’d checked out. Karys wasn’t overly surprised, he’d tried to tell Azar a story while he was shopping. They’d been together for five years and Karys still made that rookie mistake. He wasn’t mad though, he simply draped his arms around Azar’s shoulders and looked at shoes with him for a...