- Character Profile
- Jan 5, 2020
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Well the time had come, all pretence of forethought and planning had gone out of the window - the intent to remove the remnants of Locura's blight upon Bakura through subversion and isolated strikes had been cast aside. From what intelligence that had been gathered, the cult's defacto leader Khar Ti'varnus had seemingly grown paranoid with his estranged daughter's growing presence and strength in the Force, especially in the wake of her sudden reappearance and destruction of the Cult's secretive temple, rending the false Prophet Locura and those in his council at the time to nothing more than ash. So much so was Khar's paranoia that he had elected to have his closest entourage accompany him at all times, so that no one could take advantage of his isolation. But it was not only the closing of ranks within the deluded cult that had accellerated her plans, it was the recent revelation that her father had started to track and isolate her movements - this left the blonde guardian with little option but to reach out to those closest to her within the Eternal's ranks to help cleanse Bakura of the misguided cult's taint.
Standing at the edge of the dark forest on the outskirts of Salis D'aar, a place that very few of the locals dare to tread owing to the long ancient taint of the Darkside that scared the locale, if her recollection of history was to be correct the Forest once bore witness to a mass senseless slaughter within the old industrial district that the Forest had over the millennia reclaimed. A cloaked figure, dressed in almost traditional yet functional Sith attire. stared into the depths of the forest, her chestnut hued eyes narrowing as she observed the faint distant flickering of brazers in the distant clearing. Her mind had let go of it's usual reserve and calm, now it was full of a seething rage - whether it was the proximity to Locura's cult or her father that was the root cause, the feelings of bitterness and anger from the years of lies and betrayal of not only her mentor but her father, who sought to groom her for their own deluded pursuits to proclaim themselves Dark lords of the new Sith Empire with her as their unwitting weapon.
Word had reached her through Foley's monitoring of the Bakuran Holonet exchange, that the cult was to gather, so that Khar could unveil his grand plan to bring his Empire into fruition. Something that the blonde cultist saw would pose an indirect threat to the machinations of the Eternal, the Galaxy was already on edge with the recent revelations that Darksiders where once again amongst them, bringing potential undue attention towards the intentions of the Sith, even enflaming tensions between the two opposing orders of Jedi and Sith to a boiling point to increase their willingness to act on the Sith problem with more zeal . To have this rouge cult make moves to reveal themselves and claim Bakura for their own would jeopardise all that the Guardians and the Legionaries of the Eternal had worked for, this needed to be nipped in the bud and soon.
Turning her attention away from the distant forest clearing, Alyse regarded the various Sith, that she had reached out to for help, a light smile curling at the edge of her lips to those that had heard her call for assistance - barely noticeable against the highly vexed expression she was baring. There was Alym a fellow guardian, who seemed to share a lot in common with Aylse, beyond their blonde hair. And there was Korsak the Amaran Guardian, who was no stranger to Alyse's efforts to destabilise and sew discent on Bakura, yet the reasoning had untill now been kept quiet. Standing taller than anyone gathered, was the crimson armoured droid assassin of the First Order, who had somehow gone unnoticed within the depths of her home's basement. "Thank you for your assistance, all of you" the blonde spoke out, breaking the silence that had fallen over the group of looming Sith Cultists that were poised like predators awaiting their moment to kill. "Ahead of us is the remnants of the Cult of Locura, whilst their prophet Locura has for the last few years been nothing more than ash blowing in the wind, My father has sought to continue with the vain efforts of grandeur. He is seeking to bring about the rebirth of a Empire in their own flawed ideals, he and his followers pose a risk to us all, they will bring the watchful eye of the galaxy and the Jedi not only towards the gateway to the unknown regions, but to all of us" she continued, giving those who had gathered an insight to the potential risk that the rouge cult's actions could bring about to the Eternal and their combined efforts to infiltrate and manipulate the worlds of the Galaxy.
"Tonight, as the Cult of Locura gather, we will reveal ourselves as the true bearers of the Sith's Legacy. Offer them the chance to align with us, though if they choose to pursue their misguided intentions, we will put an end to them once and for all." The blonde concluded, before reaching her hand down to her side to retrieve the hilt of her lightsaber, holding it firm and ready within her grasp, granting the opportunity for those gathered to ready themselves, or voice any suggestions on how to deal with the remnants before they set off into the shadows of the tainted forest.
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