It didn’t matter how many times Vahliri had stepped foot onto Korriban, for the planet never quite lost its effect on her - being equal parts intriguing and yet downright overwhelming to behold. It was a world of ancient, fabled structures and horrifically oppressive heat, and a presence within the Darkness that could be rivaled by few other locations in the Galaxy. It was a darkness that even an Acolyte herself could feel, as real and palpable as the dryness in the air. It had been weeks since the half-Annfyn had last been on the ancient homeworld of the Sith, and once again her arrival was directly linked to a summons she received by one of the resident Sith Lords on the planet.
Unsurprisingly, Lord Andoral has been exceptionally vague when it came to the details of this summons - leaving Vahliri with a time, date and the cryptic message that details would be revealed when he arrived.. She had no idea whether this was some kind of reprimand, an assignment, or neither. She didn't have any reason to believe it would be the former, but she hauled ass to get there on time regardless.
The half-Annfyn had arrived on Korriban in her signature black-and-red robes - the Sith attire fitted to her figure and providing her some modest protection. The curved-hilt of her lightsaber hung at Vahliri’s waist, while her black hair was pulled back from her face and braided in multiple places. As per usual, the air around the girl was lightly scented in her floral perfume - an almost comical contrast to the dry, dusty odor of the Korriban temple.
Readjusting the pack on her shoulder, Vahliri rounded a corner and began to make her way toward Lord Andoral’s main office. Her eyes casually wandered the etched, stone halls of the academy as she walked, taking in the sights all around her.
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Unsurprisingly, Lord Andoral has been exceptionally vague when it came to the details of this summons - leaving Vahliri with a time, date and the cryptic message that details would be revealed when he arrived.. She had no idea whether this was some kind of reprimand, an assignment, or neither. She didn't have any reason to believe it would be the former, but she hauled ass to get there on time regardless.
The half-Annfyn had arrived on Korriban in her signature black-and-red robes - the Sith attire fitted to her figure and providing her some modest protection. The curved-hilt of her lightsaber hung at Vahliri’s waist, while her black hair was pulled back from her face and braided in multiple places. As per usual, the air around the girl was lightly scented in her floral perfume - an almost comical contrast to the dry, dusty odor of the Korriban temple.
Readjusting the pack on her shoulder, Vahliri rounded a corner and began to make her way toward Lord Andoral’s main office. Her eyes casually wandered the etched, stone halls of the academy as she walked, taking in the sights all around her.
@Phoenix