Darth Nihil
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- Mar 23, 2019
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Korriban
The Band of the Black Hand, that was what they called themselves, worshipers of the Eternal, followers of someone who hadn't existed for centuries now. She had hoped to use them, to turn them into something that could be used in service of the Empire. But that was before she had heard the voices, before she had seen what should not exist. She had come to Korriban to find the truth, to see for herself. She did not believe, not yet at least.
The voice had told her to seek him out. Here. Now. She hadn't brought the acolytes along because she already believed the voice to be who it claimed to be. They were her contingency plan. If it was true, then it was their blood that would be spilled. And if it was just another pretender then she could use their help to deal with whoever it was she had heard. for it would take someone powerful to seek her out as they had.
She came to a stop before the tomb, finding the doors where she had been shown they would be. She could sense something within, something ancient, something powerful, something with a purpose. "Is this it? It seems so plain. Would the great lord's ma..would it not be somewhere more grand?" Revere it as they did, they were taught not to speak its name. But in his excitement the large Bothan said more than he should have. They could not sense it, whatever it was that waited inside. But she had no doubts, this was the right place, she could feel it now.
"Come." The single word was all the response the gave them as she entered through the threshold of the opened doors. She had come here not believing the words that had sought her out from across the Galaxy. But now, cracks of doubt were begining to emerge as she followed the trail leading to the voice. Maybe, just maybe, she was begining to believe.
@Orbit