Open Hoth hijinks on hoth.

[Cremek "Krayt" Candorus]

HOTH.​

it was cold, cold even for hoth, even with the features of cremeks armor he was still freezing his ass off. But the discomfort would be well worth it, for cremek had stumbled upon rumors of the location of the site the first galactic empire and the famous rebellion fought, bled, and died. the sheer historical value that the planet had was substantial, and cremek simply could not resist taking a temporary leave of the heat of mustafar to pursue this, taking off in his tie hunter, he would make his way to the planet, exiting just out of hyperspace some time later and landing down.

The rumoured location wasn't far from where he landed, in fact he could see the ruins of what seemed anti ship ion battery off in the distance, it seemed cremek had picked a good day to investigate, no storms or blizzards in sight on the horizon, clear skies, he begins the treck over.​

 

[Darth Raze]

Everything was quiet and serene for a while. However, eventually, the Sith would see some movement in the corner of his eye. It was thick, green smoke, and began to materialize and plume off to the side. It would slowly begin to take shape in the form of a figure, and suddenly the Sith would start to feel a chill down his spine that had nothing to do with the cold. The figure morphed into an Anzat garbed in dark robes. Crimson eyes silently studied the Sith intruder, saying nothing for a moment.

From where he stood, he simply inhaled, sniffing the air as a bloodhound caught the scent of blood. This Sith was trained in the Force. And he wasn’t exactly a weakling. Was it yet another meal that walked in so willingly into Raze's lair? The Wraith took slow steps towards the figure, amusement glinting in his crimson gaze. It was abundantly clear the intruder wouldn’t go any further with his investigations. His journey stopped here - but it remained to be seen if that meant he could go back the way he came or died where he stood. If Cremek was still too stupid to realize who this was, he would feel the Force coil around him and force him down into a respectful kneel before the Anzat.

“One of Tempest's pets, I presume,” The wraith said as he crossed his arms over his chest. Raze had fed recently, so he didn’t have the immediate compulsion to devour the man just yet. However, if the Sith annoyed him enough, Raze would make an exception.

@Hastur

 

[Cremek "Krayt" Candorus]

A quick turn from the mandalorian as he was forced to kneel, of course he gave a respectful head nod to raze, after all, cremek was no fool, he understood power when he saw it.
He was certainly not going to blubber like a damn fool, so he got straight to the point.

"I apologize if I trespassed, I simply heard of the historical site and wished to see it with my own eyes."

He spoke honestly, if it was his time to join the manda, then that is what shall happen. But he would prefer to at least let it be some other day.

@Sreeya

 

[Darth Raze]

A Sith wearing a Mandalorian helmet was perhaps the most ridiculous thing Raze had witnessed thus far. A part of him considered snapping his neck just for that alone - just twist the head a full 180 degrees until that T-visor faced the clear opposite direction. He focused back on the present, his silence almost unbearable and likely filling the Sith with a sense of dread.

If he heard a word the Sith said, it certainly didn’t display on the Anzat’s face. On the contrary, he appeared to be losing interest rather quickly, which was always dangerous when it came to Raze.

“There is a cost to leave this planet,” He said calmly. If the man had survived as a Sith thus far, surely he had something to offer, “If I deem your offer acceptable, you are permitted to leave. Otherwise…” He let that sentence hang. If the man’s offer wasn’t satisfying, Raze had plenty of ideas for him.

@Hastur

 

[Cremek "Krayt" Candorus]

"there are several things I may offer, from information on several planets, people, and things, to something physical like this holocron I have here."

he motioned and fished the sith holocron out of his robes.

"I retrieved it from a imperial era cruiser on nal-hutta."

he nodded.


@Sreeya

 

[Darth Raze]

The wraith studied the holocron for a moment. If he was pleased, it didn’t show on his face. The next thing the Sith would know was that everything went black.

—​

Cremek would find himself in his ship many hours later. He would feel pain across his whole body and a sense of something being very off. If he looked, he would note that his veins were inky black. There would be a cold sweat and a sense of dread, an odd sense of purpose that was inexplicable. He would feel a sting in the back of his neck, where there were several puncture wounds and a Sith alchemy rune mark permanently etched into his skin.

It was clear the smartest thing to do was to start the ship and get away as soon as possible. While Raze was nowhere to be seen, if he was compelled to arrive again, Cremek would be torn in half and consumed.

It would be some time before Cremek realized what happened to him. Some time before he deciphered that the mark on his neck was a brand.

The branding of an Exalted.

@Hastur

 

[Cremek "Krayt" Candorus]

A sigh of relief escaped the mandalorian.

"Well.. things could have gone worse I guess.."

Cremek understood well enough that he was granted a second chance at the very least. He shifts into his seat, activating his tie hunter, he was getting the hell out of here.

With that, he flew off, back to Mustafar where at the very least he could plan for the future.