He who stalks between the stars

[Darth Victress]

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VJUN, LOCAL TIME: 2134​

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The nightsweeper yacht landed gently, wheels screeching against the damp ground as rainfall all around them obscured sight. The misty fog was dense and engulfed the world in an almost eerie promise, though Darth Victress was guided by her visions and despite her eyes betraying her, she could feel the channeling of dark energies.

Clad in her force forged Black Hades, the dark councilor tracked through the misty terrain accompanied by her two apprentices. Necromantic magic and stench of death tainted the air around them, manufacturing the shadows to their will as the trio was partially covered with only shards and partial segments visible. Inside though, she could feel her stomach churning, anxiety brewing as the power Darth Victress sought grew closer with every walking inch. "I feel it.." She whispered to her companions, using the shadows and the fog from Vjun's natural rainfall to conceal their approach.

As the temple came into view, Darth Victress paused momentarily and glanced upwards to study its architecture. The stone building nearly reaching to the stars, it was befiting to be honest, how else would their Force God be able to touch its disciples. She smirked and advanced up the stairs towards the twin wooden doors; lifting her hand, it was almost as if a sixth sense guided her movement and allowed her to press her flesh against a particular location. Rivulets of magic seeped forth, a large rumbling could be heard as the twin doors hovered to a partial open position. Cracks of faint candlelight from within could be seen along with an unnatural aroma of incense, the bathing of rituals and the faint chants in the distance.

Pressed by her visions, Darth Victress moved inwards and came to halt about 20 meters from the Altar. A row of hooded figures standing before her, in silence. Their eyes cast a stare upon the Dark Councilor who met their gaze with her own. ​

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[Mid Samekh]

Mid followed closely behind Victress, geared for war as always. Metallic pattering echoed softly as the rain hit his armour. His silk cloak was drenched but at least he was dry. The shadows concealed them, blocking their vision as well as any prying eyes from seeing them. Mid had to admit, being able to manipulate the darkness like this definitely had its uses. He was walking with his eyes closed, focusing the force to 'see' around him. A little trick Eriana taught him that he had been utilizing more and more.

He could see the temple ahead of them. A golden tower in the dark with its tips stretching into the very heavens itself. Mid was impressed by the architecture. Victress whispered to them and he nodded. He could see the powers emanating from the tower. If what he had heard about this group is true then exacting righteous judgement would be a pleasure. Worshiping a creature that supposedly created the force? That's blasphemy right there. But he would stay his blade for now. Strange space monster or not, they still used the dark side. That counted for something at least and that also meant this power they were looking for wasn't beneath him.

They reached the temple and Victress managed to open the door. The strong smell of incense stung his nose and he had to blink a few times. Maybe a rebreather would have helped right about now. He towered over Victress as he stood behind her, crossing his arms over his chest as he stared at the hooded figures through the visor of his faceless helmet. Time to see how far down the hole these cultists are...

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[Darth Perilius]

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The drops of rain gave a gloomy atmosphere as the group landed and departed their master's yacht. His Sith Warrior Armor glistened in the pouring rain as he had his two lightsabers on his torso; one being his primary, curved, and the other being a generic. He was prepared for this mission with the Councilor to use the blades against anyone who were to oppose them, as well as use the force to overpower the foolish.

Following behind Darth Victress beside fellow Crusader Mid, Markov walked with them in the rain, approaching a looming and glorious temple. The temple's architecture had the perception of it reaching for beyond the skies, everso approaching the above entity of the Force. As The Dark Side of the Force was reeking from the trio as Victress opened the door at the top of the steps.

Entering inside, a strong smell wafted into his nostrils in the dimly lit room. Candlelight glistened calmly throughout the room as they walked forward in the darkness. The trio approached the central altar of the room. Shadowed, hooded figures were strung in a row after the alter, their faces invisible from the darkness of the room. Markov stood close behind his master, his height looming over her, but nowhere near as much as his partner. He was ready for this encounter, as the Dark Side saturated the air and nourished his desire of salvation, and power.

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