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Cyrus couldn’t help but exhale sharply through his nostrils - taking a moment to dispel his own anxieties as the durasteel doors to the office slid open. The Acolyte had heard his fair share of rumors regarding the no-nonsense Professor, and the ‘creative’ punishments he reserved for student...

Cyrus couldn’t deny being.. Ever-so-slightly unsettled by the assignment with Vander. The Acolyte had undertaken multiple assignments near Umbara and the new Korriban academy, regular activities that befit his status at the lowest rung of the Sith hierarchy. Nothing quite as important as their...

It had barely been a week, and Cyrus had already grown uncomfortable within the confines of the Korriban Academy. It was not the institution itself, of course. It took mere moments for the Acolyte to become completely enthralled by the ancient histories and architecture that stretched out...

Cyrus was - for several minutes - content to watch the chaos unfold from a healthy distance. The Acolyte nursed a flute of champagne between his fingers, watching with interest as multiple guests came to blows across the glittering dancefloor. Twice, he watched as Arcanos intervened to...

Cyrus made a deliberate effort to attend parties, galas and social events hosting by members of the Sith Order. It was an opportunity to surround himself with the extravagance that the Veruna obviously believed himself entitled to, in addition to building connections with the upper echelons of...

Cyrus couldn’t mask the look of discomfort that immediately set across his expression. The Acolyte wasn’t convinced that the barmaid had merely guessed Naboo as a coincidence - nor was he convinced her intentions were at all benign. Before he could scramble for a solution, however, Cyrus watched...

Cyrus wasn’t positive about what to expect from the infamous Sith Lord - and ultimately couldn’t help but pause like a Bantha in headlights when Arcanos glanced over the rim of his wine glass to speak. The Acolyte blinked a few times, his own brown eyes scanning the crowd once more whilst being...

Though he’d never openly admit it, Cyrus couldn’t quell the anxiety that came with the summons of Darth Arcanos. For months, the Acolyte had largely flown under the radar amongst Tempest’s Order - spending his days deep within the Umbara Academy and its extensive archives. It was the first time...

There was a profound irony in the mission that Cyrus had been selected for. For years, his own family had been shunned and ostracized by the aristocratic circles of Naboo, isolated for the shame they’d brought upon the Veruna name. With his own self-imposed exile, the Acolyte had been even more...