The aristocracy can pretend to be sunshine and rainbows all they want; everyone knows that power and wealth breeds corruption. Petty rivalries, political feuds, and all manner of issues between noble houses are plentiful. To begin, the Sith Eternal will target one of the less-powerful houses of the Royal Houses of Naboo: House Parnelli. It is no secret that they seek greater power and authority among the other houses, so we will offer our aid. There is an ongoing feud between House Parnelli and House Tapalo over the firstborn heir of the former being slighted by the heir of the latter, but neither house can openly settle the blood feud without losing support. We will offer our services and assassinate the heir to House Tapalo however we see fit so that the heir to House Parnelli offers his loyalty and support to the Menagerie. Bonus points if the assassination cannot be linked back to the cult cell nor House Parnelli.
The head of House Parnelli, a haughty human by name of Cavalas, sat on his favorite divan and seemed to be 3D-modelling a holograpic version of a palace extension when suddenly the holo flickered and two figures appeared instead. "What the-" he cried and yet didn't stir as he was both curious and arrogant enough to indulge whoever had sliced into his datapad.
One of these two figures, Kotor Ren, was wearing unnassuming black clothes that accentuated and helped emphasize the one memorable thing about him, the mask. "Good evening," the Serenno-born human said with a slight joy in his voice. The noble's eyes narrowed, thinking the image was familiar, but then again he had often secured the services of dark individuals like assassins and... well, assassins. After a moment of inner reflection the noble then smiled and nodded, "I take it you have an offer?"
Cavalas, whose hands had been behind his back, now showed the noble his vibro-sword by bringing it around his body slowly and putting the pointy end against the floor. "That we do."
@Dread
One of these two figures, Kotor Ren, was wearing unnassuming black clothes that accentuated and helped emphasize the one memorable thing about him, the mask. "Good evening," the Serenno-born human said with a slight joy in his voice. The noble's eyes narrowed, thinking the image was familiar, but then again he had often secured the services of dark individuals like assassins and... well, assassins. After a moment of inner reflection the noble then smiled and nodded, "I take it you have an offer?"
Cavalas, whose hands had been behind his back, now showed the noble his vibro-sword by bringing it around his body slowly and putting the pointy end against the floor. "That we do."
@Dread